In the Bleak Midwinter |
[Jan. 12th, 2021|04:21 pm] |
ak vai, vēl viena dziļa ziema, kuras vidū izrādās, ka man nav ne jausmas, ko es tālāk darīšu, ko es daru vispār, un kā es nonācu līdz šādam brīdim.
laikam jāiet atkal daudz staigāt, klausoties kā raudošās mātes skan koku galotnēs. |
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From: | (Anonymous) |
Date: | February 2nd, 2021 - 01:09 pm |
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“Above all, do not lose your desire to walk. Everyday, I walk myself into a state of well-being and walk away from every illness. I have walked myself into my best thoughts, and I know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it. But by sitting still, and the more one sits still, the closer one comes to feeling ill. Thus if one just keeps on walking, everything will be all right.”
Pavisam nopietni sāku ticēt staigāšanas metafizikai. | |