Thursday, 16 May 2013

fight against the light





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  1. Roxana16 May 2013 at 10:42

    as i have had huge sleeping problems recently (for more than a year, actually), i have grown very sensitive to light so i had to improvise this to block any possible ray of light coming through the exterior blinds... but now i have finally managed to buy curtains, so this is already a memory of the past :-)

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  2. Miriam16 May 2013 at 10:59

    perdele pe care LE ASTEPTAM!!!:)

    dar cat de frumoase si toate aceste cautari in care sa nu intrevina nicio bresa,in care nimic sa nu poata bloca drumul nostru cu ochii inchisi,spre o pestera in care sa nu se auda niciun firicel de apa,nicio raza ,sa se iste doar in noi arteziene si nori albi:)

    si pantecele acela al cearceafului,cand eram mica,intotdeauna mi-am dorit sa intru in unul,sa nu ma gaseasca nimeni,iar eu sa ascult,de acolo,cautarile lor,dintr-o plapuma de intuneric si zgomote irizand infundat,ca dintr-un film cu sonorul incet;)

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    1. Roxana18 May 2013 at 14:56

      ce frumos ai scris, draga, i-am tradus si lui m, care a zis ca este minunata imaginea :-)
      pestera aceea, oh, daca ar exista, cat o caut, intr/adevar... ea nu exista decat in cuvintele tale...

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  3. erin16 May 2013 at 17:34

    i am where i need to be when i can be in such quietude and such light. in this way your window becomes my window. and it is important that you improvised, that you did without. this too is the right place.

    i am stilled and filled by the simplicity. it nearly breaks me, the truth of this window.

    and why windows? i was thinking this last night. often, in fact. why windows? and yet, yes, windows. always windows.

    what is a window? it is both presence and absence. it is perception. it is where energies interchange and reality (whatever that is) is pointed toward. we become present in a window even though it is the window that matters and we are absent.

    i sit right now at a window as i type this. i am nearly here. i am nearly gone.

    (and then i ask myself of doorways. are windows perhaps feminine and doorways masculine? i'll go off talking with myself about this.)

    xo
    erin

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    1. Roxana19 May 2013 at 12:35

      erin, how deeply you've felt this truth, the "truth of this window", that it is both simple and tearing, it is the way i myself look at it, knowing, inside my body, that kind of "knowing", how it is interwoven with the aching of so many nights, so many fears during long nights of sleeplessness... but this window also shows the way out of it, the quietude that it is possible, the healing, when one accepts and gently deals with both light and darkness. it is a very important window, and photograph, to me. thank you for absorbing it into you, as you have, as you are able to, you...

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  4. Anonymous17 May 2013 at 19:51

    it may be makeshift but it is graceful my beautiful friend.sleep well and dream beautifully Roxana.
    summer kisses

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    1. Roxana19 May 2013 at 12:37

      thank you, Madeleine, your wishes will help, indeed, and my dreams are much quieter now, as they used to be...

      bises...

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  5. billoo18 May 2013 at 10:05

    'Rage, rage against the dying of the light'

    Er..maybe not. I feel like a vampire: I can't stand the sun any more. When does this global warming thing come into effect?

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    1. Roxana22 May 2013 at 08:29

      i don't know about the soul, but i do have the skin of a vampire, impossibly sun-sensitive :-)

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    2. billoo22 May 2013 at 09:29

      My sister has the same problem.

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  6. Cristina19 May 2013 at 23:37

    si eu aici m-am luptat saptamani in sir cu geamurile, sa le acoper cu draperii groase, dar soarele trecea prin ele; oricat le-as fi acoperit nu se lasau imblanzite, nu voiau, voiau lumina, dimineata ma trezeam scaldata in soare, daca imi permiti imaginea cliseizata, dar chiar asa era, patul fiind mult prea aproape de fereastra in camera cea mica. ;-) dar de o saptamana am luat jaluzele de bambus si este aproape intuneric, nu total, dar suficient, mi se pare ca este o camera numai buna de visare acum. ;-)

    atat de frumoasa imaginea, cu liniile ei, parca vad orizontul pe linia cearsafului. si ficusul cum se duce spre lumina, cu totul, cu dor.

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    1. Roxana22 May 2013 at 08:29

      ah, pentru mine nu ar fi de suficient jaluzelele de bambus - dar vreau sa le vad!!! :-)
      in curand voi arata draperiile mele cele noi :-)

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  7. Cristina31 May 2013 at 16:00

    ;-) in curand, in curand ;-)

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  8. Michael T Stowers20 September 2013 at 06:00

    Now I am told something about another, more umbral, and later post. Fascinating! (-;

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