Monday 11 November 2013

soft rain






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  1. This says Rainer Werner Fassbinder to me and i don't know why.

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    1. i don't know either :-)

      it is just a little everyday view, which has a quiet authenticity to it, i think, maybe that is why it can be touching.

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  2. ce dor imi este sa gasesc,de acolo,suflarea unui gri pentru care ne pregatim in fiecare zi de noiembrie,la fel ca si ultimii copaci galbeni,uitati ca niste urme de aur intr-o fereastra fara contururi; e o suroritate in mine cu fiecare rasuflare calda a lumii pe care o tinem intre bratele incalzite de dor

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    1. ai spus tot ce inseamna pentru mine imaginea asta, draga, sora...
      :-)

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  3. this is beautiful my friend like golden autumn rain.
    have a gorgeous day.

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  4. This scene appears familiar, though it is unknown. At what point does the unfamiliar become known? Is the course of the clouds' tears familiar or unfamiliar? Known or unknown or not-yet-known or perhaps unknowable. :: one smiles, unseen ::

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  5. To me, this speaks generically. It could be anywhere, really. Inside, looking out on perhaps a dreary day. Thinking of things far away or deep inside.

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