tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185444842024-08-28T08:04:52.474+03:00a dream has landed on a cloud - this blog is not more than (or, less than) a marker board, or the surface of a fridge covered with pictures and notes and post-its. it lately intends to include some field notes in form of random observations.alice in wonderlandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825864060266323879noreply@blogger.comBlogger144125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18544484.post-82485698209756996492011-02-10T00:55:00.000+02:002011-02-10T00:55:36.506+02:00

In ages of crude, primordial cultures, man thought he could come to know a second real world in dreams: this is the origin of all metaphysics. Without dreams man would have found no occasion to divide the world. ... Nietzsche, in Human, All Too Human, [5]

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Dağ doğuruyormuş bağıra çağıra, Neler neler bekleniyormuş yeryüzünde. Dağ fare doğurmuş doğura doğura. Senin için yazıldı bu masal işte, söze gelince mangalda kül bırakmazsın, işe gelince kocaman bir sıfırsın. Gaius İulius Phaedrus, Masallar

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Alice happens to exist much against everyone's advice, so sees no reason why she should take anyone's advice.

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sanal ortamda haberler çabuk yayılıyor: bilgi üniversite'sinde bitirme projesi olarak porno çekilmiş, bunu duyan üniversite yönetimi bilgisayarlar ve server'lara el koymakla kalmayıp üç hocayı işten atmış. ha? ne pornosu? ee, herşeye porno denmesine alışık olduğumuzdan burada kastedilen ne acaba diye merak ettim önce. ama sonra projenin çekildiği stüdyonun kilitlerinin değiştirilip bilgisayarlara

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Whoever reaches into a rosebush may seize a handful of flowers; but no matter how many one holds, it's only a small portion of the whole. Nevertheless, a handful is enough to experience the nature of the flowers. Only if we refuse to reach into the bush, because we can't possibly seize all the flowers at once, or if we spread out our handful of roses as if it were the whole of the bush

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after another dubious climate summit this time in Cancun Mexico which was hijacked by the discourse of negotiations between the rich and poor countries of the Copenhagen summit last year, the fault in the collective imagination on ecological disaster revealed itself more clearly. the hollywood narrativization of catastrophic disaster which explodes and transforms the earth has for long time

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Toronto, June 2010

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I wouldn't share my troubles with whom who have none Those who undergo no trouble wouldn't know their value My troubles are my remedy, I didn't know Never can a rose be without a thorn Aşık Veysel (serbest çeviri) translation suggested by subversion: I could not tell my troubles to those who have none Those who suffer none, would know their worth none Troubles of mine were remedy of mine, I

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Of the secret Word of Silence, even our mother tongue does not let us speak, except by turn- ing us away. Our true words. The words never spoken are here. The words that do not inhabit a voice resounding in the air, are here. Read as if they were not sus- ceptible to any pronun- ciation, mutely transmitted. By the eyes. Passing over the taut string

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It's quiet lately at the fortuneteller's. To control content, use actions. "X"--someone who hasn't appeared yet, but whose purpose we deduce. I know it's there. Love, I think. Or maybe it was goodness. So many hopes for the outside. (O hunger, O equivalent) I approach it calmly. It spills into everything. Kate Greenstreet

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so I am back here, to the city and to my beloved page, which now has a new theme of colors, until I get bored. Well, of the color theme I suppose.

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Dreaming allows for, supports, releases, brings to light an extreme delicacy of moral, sometimes even metaphysical sentiments, the subtlest sense of human relations, refined differences, a learning of the highest civilization, in short a conscious logic, articulated with an extraordinary finesse, which only an intense waking labor would be able to achieve. In short, dreaming makes everything in

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I take this as a description of dream-formation, i.e. as meeting of fires For the eyelids --whose structure the Gods devised as a safeguard for the vision,--when they are shut close, curb the power of the inner fire; which power dissipates and allays the inward motions, and upon their allaying quiet ensues; and when this quiet has become intense there falls upon us a sleep that is well-nigh

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Ey sözlerin aslın bilen gel de bu söz nerden gelir Söz aslını anlamayan sanır bu söz benden gelir Söz kılar kayguyu şad söz kılar bilişi yad Eğer horluk eğer izzet her kişiye sözden gelir Söz karadan aktan değil yazıp okumaktan değil Bu yürüyen halktan değil Hâlık avazından gelir Ne elif okudum ne cim varlığından kelecim Bilmeye yüzbin müneccim tâalüm n’ıldızdan gelir Şu’le bize Ay’dan

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"one needs to lose oneself, in order to find," whispered Hayyam to my ear. one needs to leave, in order to arrive. you won't be ever coming back here, back to now don't lament your traces time will erase them all a rain drop made its way to the seed underground what seems dead and silent can come alive to light

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this was something I wrote down after watching the film Léolo, Leolo's words that remained with me, it is a beautiful little film with a big heart, by the Quebecois director Jean-Claude Lauzon whom I just learned passed away in a plane crash.

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oh little duck you're so proud of your bright colors of dark green and brown so proud little duck oh little duck proud splashing waters around as you land on the surface of the shallow little pond so small is the pond oh little proud duck I've crossed the oceans flied with albatrosses swam along with the whales I've seen the biggest storms on earth I've been to the eyes of maelstroms the duck,

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My friends have many mountains, Many mountains that I can breathe in My friends have many houses, Many caves that I could choose to live in Yeah, you're a friend of mine I love these friends of mine borrowed from Marianne Faithful's song

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I am the cloud on which a dream has landed

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Masalların Masalı Su başında durmuşuz çınarla ben. Suda suretimiz çıkıyor çınarla benim. Suyun şavkı vuruyor bize, çınarla bana. Su başında durmuşuz çınarla ben, bir de kedi. Suda suretimiz çıkıyor çınarla benim, bir de kedinin. Suyun şavkı vuruyor bize çınara, bana, bir de kediye. Su başında durmuşuz çınar, ben, kedi, bir de güneş. Suda suretimiz çıkıyor çınarın, benim, kedinin, bir de

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bir kitabı elime alıp rastgele bir sayfa açtım. bugünki okumam şu: KOROBile bile, öykü öykü, gibi gibiBir kenti aradığımız, bir başka kentinAdıyla aradığımız ve asıl bulmaktakiÇözülmez güzelliğin . . Kan!Hem sonu hem doğuşu en gerçek ilkelliğin. Edip Cansever, Tragedyalar I

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children have their own world, not regulated rigidly like that of adults, but still, there is something common, something that we adults still share a little with that world, and through which we can enter into that world often, luckily. when my niece was about two years old, I read her a tale, a story of a little cloud who decided to leave his parents and travel the world, as a nap time reading.

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What’s the price? “Is the price of living a dream much higher than the price of living without daring to dream?” asked the disciple. The master took him to a clothes store. There, he asked him to try on a suit in exactly his size. The disciple obeyed, and was very amazed at the quality of the clothes. Then the master asked him to try on the same suit – but this time a size much bigger than his

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Unauthorized appearance of suppressed longings behind a false face and under a false name. Cark Spitteler - "My Earlier Experiences," 1913

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Learn from the pine Learn about pines from the pine, and about bamboo from the bamboo. Don't follow in the footsteps of the old poets, seek what they sought. The basis of art is change in the universe. What's still has changeless form. Moving things change, and because we cannot put a stop to time, it continues unarrested. To stop a thing would be to halve a sight or sound in our heart. Cherry

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