At times, hope in me rises,
at others, I fear what's in store.
Life is too full of surprises –
what's coming: be it love or war?
Some signs proclaim it is war:
comets, oracles, talks.
Others claim it is love:
the heart and feverish thoughts.
A comet flashes above,
headlines also do roar:
This spring will spring forth love!
Not love. Instead, it springs war!
This spring will certainly call for
much effort from the dove.
Spring, oh it springs forth war!
Not war. Instead, it springs love!
I while away troubled hours
reading the news on the trot,
plucking the petals from flowers:
He loves me... He loves me not...
Portentous, pregnant spring,
so different to others I've known,
Whatever the future brings
I accept and do not bemoan.
Come summer, I will finally see
which way my future extends –
both love and war, for me,
lead to absolute ends.
Longing draws from on high,
the radio delivers dread:
When I go, will I fly high
or down the low road instead?

Zuzanna Ginczanka

“I became a dancer because of my desire to fly. The transcendence of gravity was always something that moved me. There is no secret meaning in my dances. They are a spiritual exercise in a physical form. Dance communicates and expands the universal language of communication, giving birth to joy, beauty and the advancement of human knowledge. Dance is about creativity…again and again…in the thinking, in the making, in the doing, and in the performing. Our bodies are a tool for expression and not a medium for representation. This notion liberates our creativity, which is the essential lesson and gift of art-making. The life of an artist does not end with age, as some critics believe. Dance is made of people, people and ideas. As an audience, you can take the creative impulse home with you and apply it to your daily life."

Trisha Brown

Feisbuka roboti man piedāvā reklāmu Detaļas tehnikai.

Kaķis vārdā Sniega zoss.

"Tajā pašā laikā man ir svarīgi iet, nevis uzrāpties. Galamērķa, virsotnes tukšums būtu baiss. Varbūt es to vēl nesaprotu."

G. Repše

No kurienes nāk mūsu ilgas pēc kaut kā, kas nekad nav eksistējis un nav varējis eksistēt?

Bija jēga nodzīvot līdz 2017.gadam, lai sagaidītu I. Kalvīno darba "Neredzamās pilsētas" latviešu tulkojumu. http://www.punctummagazine.lv/2017/03/24/neredzamas-pilsetas/

Nākotnes brīvās gribas rīcības vēl neeksistē.

“Seeing something again is an important aspect of art. You don’t ever see all at one time. You could see it indefinitely, and there would always be something you haven’t seen, because art is a product of the intuitive—the most powerful instrument within us. The intuitive is the most accurate sense we have.” — Louis I. Kahn

it came from, from winter or a river.
I don’t know how or when,
no they were not voices, they were not
words, nor silence,
but from a street I was summoned,
from the branches of night,
abruptly from the others,
among violent fires
or returning alone,
there I was without a face
and it touched me.

I did not know what to say, my mouth
had no way
with names,
my eyes were blind,
and something started in my soul,
fever or forgotten wings,
and I made my own way,
deciphering
that fire,
and I wrote the first faint line,
faint, without substance, pure
nonsense,
pure wisdom
of someone who knows nothing,
and suddenly I saw
the heavens
unfastened
and open,
planets,
palpitating plantations,
shadow perforated,
riddled
with arrows, fire and flowers,
the winding night, the universe.

And I, infinitesimal being,
drunk with the great starry
void,
likeness, image of
mystery,
felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind.

by Pablo Neruda

1. Viedoklis, pēc kura pilnīgi tiek noliegtas visas vērtības, mērķi, progresa un izziņas iespējas, eksistences jēga.
2. vēst. 19. gadsimta sešdesmitajos gados raznočincu vidū izplatīts krievu sabiedriskās domas virziens, kas vērsās pret dzimtbūšanu, muižnieku kultūras tradīcijām un principiem.

Tezaurs

"Māt, tu rīkojies nežēlīgi, bet es arī esmu nežēlīgs. Nežēlīgi ir tas, ka mēs tādi piedzimstam – apjukuši, bez pieredzes, apjukušiem cilvēkiem ar daļēju pieredzi. Neviens nav vainīgs. Bēgsim uz gaismu."

Džons Hodžsons: "Protams, ir skumji atbraukt vēlreiz un ieraudzīt, ka meitenes izmetušas Turgeņevu miskastē un viņa vietā izvēlējušās "Star Trek" - ja ne vēl "Terminatoru 2". Bet - tāda ir cena.. "

Pazaudētās lietas adoptē kāds cits, vai arī tās kļūt par bāreņiem, kas lēnām nogrimst nebūtībā.