You Lose

in the field of politics

cheering like some fanatic at your party's victory

You lose!

Time

"tijd om mij eens te vervelen/ time (for me) to be bored once." - Jan Paternoster  and Jan is sorry for all the people who do not have this time because they are kept far too busy.

Radical

the wide difference

art and life

the one is volatile enough to be able to be radical in order for the other not to be (radical)

Delay

and have a second look

revisit and reassess

It's not exactly like having second thoughts but rather second sight - seeing clear(er).

Trouble

nothing is easy though it must be done swift

always listening to Hamlet's resolution he laboured so hard for that "Readiness is all."

As a Child

there was, since I was living on the border, always a strong sense of the limiting quality of such a state prevailing in my mind. So one day I saw an opera-singer on television and realising she was German I pressed my grandparents to tell me where she was living. I argued that it could not be too far away because down the street there were the Netherlands. As I kept on pestering them they finally gave in and told me that she was living on the Roermonder Straße.

Bear With Me

Years ago you teased me, telling me that I was behaving like a little girl, when I really ought to face the results of my actions.

You in your immobile mobility being attached to the machine that kept you alive and me talking from afar with you by the grace of the one finger you could still move. I always imagined some sort of smile on your face while you were confronted by my mad anxieties.

I love you and I miss you!

Maddening P. S.

If somebody is interested  the photo Stephan Vanfletern was talking about can be found here and indeed it is perfect!

Maddening

After realising that he had taken a perfect photo by accident the Belgian Photographer Stephan Vanfleteren admitted that he had to change his approach completely or else go mad trying to capture another perfect moment in this way.

Others have taken up chess by  the way once they've made their impact on the art world or yet others could not face the audience because the performance had been perfect and there was no way of telling why exactly.

The Trouble With Reality

"Do you expect actors on the stage to tell you the truth?!" - Question I overheard today, which was meant in a rhetorical way with "No" for an answer.

But actually, despite my former own views, I do expect it from good actors. Maybe things on stage are not real, but they ought to be, even cruelly, true.

People or rather audiences used to understand this, e. g. Tilly Wedekind's troubles.

Keep And (Re)Discover

Considering people's attitudes nowadways, an interview with the Ethiopian Patriarch, most probably Abune Paulos, I once watched on Dutch television comes to my mind. He stated that people were so used to throwing away old stuff, he mentioned a dish-washer, and getting new stuff instead that they even applied this principle to their believes.

O this throwaway society

I love to dig into the old stuff, mostly metaphorically, to (re)discover the things that were around when the world was new.

"Love is not love. Which alters when it alteration finds. Or bends with the remover to remove."

Mind

categorically various

letting it all wander


wanderlust

My Personal Litmus Test

is a person's view on Cymbeline. And I'm sorry to say, that to see it as a parody on the grounds that there is a development or even more a shift in the characters' attitudes - especially Posthumus - as the play's action unfolds, won't convince me. One might argue that in a drama the characters' flaws and tragic entanglements are established and inevitably lead to the final downfall, but Shakespeare's inventions are more sublime and lifelike. To radically change one's opinion when confronted with the effects of one's action is not a flaw, but a strength!

Indulging Myself

it sometimes ends up in boisterous activity

venturing to take the staircase just because one has been warned against it  - and 193 steps it were


bragging ceaseless youthful energy

Big Questions

So the question put forward was: What is the goal of a human being? Why do we live? To sum it up, his answer was rather beautiful: The goal of life, its reason, is to give it away (for an ideal).  Yet there is a very dangerous flipside to this notion, which is that it is open to be perverted by ideology. Edmund Husserl is definitely right in calling for doubt in this case. Simply beware of  indubitable ideas. Or like Kurt Tucholsky put it: I prefer a sceptical Catholic to a convinced atheist.

Entertainment - Circus

In a way the best way to make people aware...and maybe bring about change


opportunity  

The Most Beautiful Knot

Gesellschaft und Gemeinschaft

Society and Community

I suppose one implies always a hierarchy whereas the other is beautifully intertwined - my dear knotty one. One stifles while the other supports.

You Got Work To Do

on the high pedestal


yet the most powerful move would be to dethrone ourselves


work out natural authority

Backbone

You're not making me into your image.

High Drama

the twilight of the 'strong man'

nastiness

scorched earth

Blind

I'm calling it by its proper name and its proper name is poison.

Atop

in the snow on the parish hill,

all the while looking down on the heated outside swimming pool


two realities

to perceive

Get Your Head Around It

So a person might be a science teacher, a socialist and - as he himself admitted - also religious.



And this as well.

Full Exposure

A lie about oneself is nothing to fear, but where to hide if somebody is about to tell the truth. And in this context, it does not matter if it's something good or bad.

Whatever 4

Two comments  I heard this week and unequivocally agree with:

It's better to state things in a positive way.

It's harder to build something than to destroy something.

Obstinancy

Just because this feels hard or impossible to reconcile: "Zij die leven om te haten (Those who live to hate), kill them with love" - Tourist Lemc, Ubuntu 

The State of My Chest

Auch ist das vielleicht nicht eigentlich Liebe, wenn ich sage, daß du mir das Liebste bist; Liebe ist, daß du mir das Messer bist, mit dem ich in mir wühle. / That is maybe not even actually love, when I say that you to me are the dearest; love is that you to me are the knife by which I dig into myself. - Franz Kafka

Freaking Control

Being alarmed because the illusion of the possibilty of control feeds your fears.

Up to the point where everything is ruled and perceived from the vantage point of fear.

When one should look at the ever changing world with amazement, curiosity and openess.

Mundane

I sometimes wish I was more self-contained so I could keep it together for once, or rather I most probably don't.