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Reflexions
11 years, 294 days ago
Passing by, viewing in the window, I discover not only what has been arranged. I stop at the border that separates the inside from outside. Transparent, fluid. The pane let me inside and shows me what it sees also. Until today a showing-window casts a spell on me. There is the pane of a glass. It allows to pass through. Only with the eyes. It makes open what's happen behind them. In turn I can decide how far my view follows of its invitation. Yet on the same it shows me what happened behind me.
A Christmas Carp narration
11 years, 307 days ago
I bought one day a carp, 1890 gr, alive. I let him kill in the store. I did not see that, wanted not see that. The body of the carp was stirring the whole way in the transparent plastic bag. I went to complain to the store back to the imperfect death. They assured me his death. The body twitched. The dead carp sure I put in my wash basin. A pink-colored wash basins in a red-and-white room. The carp lay peaceful. But his mind began life again. The body shook. Jumped at the tender touch of a knife that I carried him.
I meet people.
11 years, 319 days ago
I meet people. Many. There is something intoxicating in it. Everyone has their unique story. Some stories are beautiful, some sad and some incomprehensible. It remains for me, as always, the idea of what might be behind the fleeting insight. Often does not stay the time to explore more deeply. I go out and stroll through the streets of the city and ask myself, I know the person who lives here? Am I met him?
The spirit and his house
11 years, 329 days ago
In each body is something that resembles of the mechanics of the other one. The scaffolding consists of the same elements. The muscles and tendons have the same works and all the senses have the same job. In each body exist a mind, that in his foundation feels like the vis-à-vis. The basic needs of the body are easy to use, the needs of the spirit are often only very difficult to detect. They feel unwell-being. Cold hurts like amputation. Caress and attention is required. The body loves it. The mind is afraid? For this he needs to mature.