zdv's Journal

5:47pm: ANDRE BRETON
NOT ALL OF PARADISE IS LOST
TO MAN RAY


WEATHERCOCKS TURN INTO CRYSTAL
THEY PROTECT THE DEW WITH BLOWS FROM THEIR CRESTS
THEN THAT CHARMING EMBLEM THE THUNDERBOLT
DESCENDS ON THE BANNER OF THE RUINS
THE SAND IS NOTHING BUT A PHOSPHORESCENT CLOCK
THAT SAYS MIDNIGHT
WITH THE ARMS OF A FORGOTTEN WOMAN
NO PLACE OF REFUGE TURNING IN THE COUNTRYSIDE
ERECTED WHERE THE HEAVENS ADVANCE AND RETREAT
IT'S HERE
THE HARSH BLUE TEMPLES OF THE VILLA'S HEAD BATHE IN THE NIGHT THAT TRACES MY IMAGES
HAIR HAIR
EVIL GROWS STRONGER NEARBY
BUT WHAT DOES IT WANT FROM US

12:39pm: Story, kas man radās galvā
I walked in forest Saturday evening because my brains were a bit tired. In my headphones Stravinski was on – there were music, forest, thoughts, me . . . and you :)

I just wanted you to be happy, that’s what was inside me. It was like a candy – sweet and sour taste, I liked this feeling – my thoughts was running twice as faster as usually. I just thought if love is always the same – that feeling – but I knew that love better dwells in Heavens than on the Earth and I think I could understand why it is so.

I thought about the forest as about big city where I’m an alien. I imagined that somewhere in the woods inhabitants of this city are making that beautiful music that was on in my headphones – only I didn’t know the path to it.

And in the way back some of them showed up to me – a Bamby with his mother. They were looking at me, I did the same . . . and I imagined that the kid was smiling to me – he approved me in his city. The mother was more suspicious about my presence . . .then they both left . . . and a joy of the childhood jumped in me.

The love feeling I do appreciate it and I trust it because it fills the gaps, some of them I just discovered recently – like a pits you can fall in so easy and maybe even never get out of them . . . now it’s getting smooth . . . so how could I possibly have been somewhere else when you were here!

I do thank God for that feeling because now there is someone else I’m thinking about not just me as I’m used to. We’re going to be fine . . . I’m saving all my love for you :)

10:15pm: Ludovic Bablon Histoire du jeune homme bouleversé en marche vers la totalité du réel
Palasījos mazliet . . . . šķiet sakarīga grāmata . . . žēl, ka mana franču valoda nav tik labā līmenī, lai varētu to izlasīt, bet tas ko palasījos angliski
. . . bija ok!

Hello. I know nothing. I will die of desire.

Yesterday I cut my hair short. Today I awoke desiring the Book.

One fine morning, I will get up, my hair will have grown back without my knowing it; I will stand there before the mirror asking myself where this face has come from, and exactly what this hair is all about. I'll be at a loss for words.

5:30pm: Timequake by K.Vonnegut
Dažas vietas, kas liek apstāties un padomāt.

1) You want to know why I don't have AIDS, why I'm not HIV-positive like so many people? I don't fuck around. It's as simple as that.

2) . . . . one of my three favorite questions. Two of the three are questions rather than good advice of any kind. The second is Jesus Christ's "Who is they say I am?"

12:23pm: zdv
zdv ir klat :P