Thursday, July 29, 2010

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"
DESERT
" final text "

WEDDING" (1938) ... a writer of 26 years for leading us absurd "only"
experience of silence in which we plunge our freedom
. "We are well

this world" without intent

"that we" look
"no, and we need to strip it of what men are deposited. Our reconciliation with him based solely on consent.
As Albert Camus offers us there together the joy and bitterness. In our picture, the writer gives the stone carvings from the ancient existence of Human wild stones made to Nature. Theology and Hedonism are returned back to back: "Believe in Heaven " as "Go to
seventh heaven" based on the same denial of reality. Really, we are left only to enjoy each moment as if it was ... first.
Being "outside of oneself " make peace to discover our connection to the world: it's probably " undertake the geography of a certain desert . As for philosophy, Camus shows us the useful ... " nothing at all", because it teaches us to recognize with joy that has no utility. The universe of Camus leaves us to our freedom to become "who we are " forgotten men in the landscape and whose life is in itself its own meaning. Only our presence or absence, to sign the universe discovering our wholeness. CAMUS famous our wedding with the world
"...
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Monday, July 19, 2010

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SENTENCED TO FREEDOM! ...



A carillon chimes, distant. A patch of yellow wall is exposed, enigmatic look at. A little sonata resurrects forgotten his notes ... The writer familiar to suspend our lives thinking about time and space in a bubble forever. By giving us his vision of the blocks of the church who are based Combray golden blond and light like honey, Marcel Proust makes us to the eternal memory of this. The weather here is stripped of its immediate usefulness and adds thickness to the three known dimensions of space. The truth of desire is shaping the malleable space, gives flesh to the lost and found, to the smallest events that were thought forgotten. Time emerges in bursts to make artwork. The distance is abolished in this passage of time found. Eternity is born within this time becomes ours.

The windows of the church Combray become fluid moving in a different light: PROUST live forever through writing. The gathering time in this unit of work leads to the happiness of a whole found. Then looming as an East now accessible, the vast labyrinth of the inner stationary.
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Saturday, July 17, 2010

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MEMORY IN THIS


From moment to moment, the air swirls instills its futile to tempt the pores. Each molecule is breathing without seeming to. Finally tired of having to justify all existence dissolves in the anonymity of deadlocks beneficial. Balloon fever and pathetic, ego depleted hums his delight to play a useless pretending he does not know. The light itself is careless, joining those of the air spaces under the timid intrusions veiled. Retracting their tails harsh and blind, partitions ordinary falter their material comfort to be nothing more than illusions vanished. Where are we then? ... The feeling hesitant and slid a "we don '
there are more"
a
"we

n'
in
are more."
No disturbing strangeness in this sense of being elsewhere, but quiet obvious to finally be home. In smuggler virtues applied, time tells us a rare fresh: "Do nothing and see! More ... mind is empty, the more it can fill
objects sublime."
empty landscape, remains empty, blank page require spaces to be created. In becoming flesh, the souls of Plato down like falling stars, across deserts and eventually reach our world. Reached the Lethe, they can no longer drink water from the river of forgetfulness. Reduced to a sea of little vacuum attracts these crazy ready for all that they promise repentance long lasting peace. The
Nothing
rushing in crowds at the funeral "Moi Je ..." A veil of light outlines a clear shadow.
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