παππού
30.10.09
once I and they, we
interfere;
i, for one, spend my time; last drop of water
on ruined plants and planted ruins
26.10.09
25.10.09
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Κράτησα τη ζωή μου ψιθυριστά μέσα στην απέραντη σιωπή
δεν ξέρω πια να μιλήσω μήτε να συλλογιστώ. Ψίθυροι
σαν την ανάσα του κυπαρισσιού τη νύχτα εκείνη
σαν την ανθρώπινη φωνή της νυχτερινής θάλασσας στα χαλίκια
σαν την ανάμνηση της φωνής σου λέγοντας "ευτυχία".
Κλείνω τα μάτια γυρεύοντας το μυστικό συναπάντημα των νερών
[...]
Γ. Σεφέρης
24.10.09
time islands
could it be that I was born old? this way there could emerge an understanding of this: getting a new face which is young
renewable energy! :)
19.10.09
the key
take a look, if you wish, to Una's key
it made me thinking last night. So I wrote something like this (while in a hurry to catch up with the amount of lines appropriately fitting this means' tolerance:
"so many times I have felt I have the key and search for the right opening!
That feeling resembles the discussion about the questions and the answers: which one actually comes first?
And yet, we admit that the real questions can have no answer and we are destined to search for them always.
The questions which we can answer are of relatively trivial importance.
So the key is a precious metaphor not for an answer, I think, that is a door where it might fit; The key is the correctly and truthfully expressed question which fits in every door, in every human heart that keeps searching".
So Una has replied kindly:
"I have left many key to everywhere...
Sometimes our questions have no answers. Ever.
Thats life...
Someone can see deep, have a view for everything,
someone can't do it.
Everyone can feel and see how beauty the world is. =)
it made me thinking last night. So I wrote something like this (while in a hurry to catch up with the amount of lines appropriately fitting this means' tolerance:
"so many times I have felt I have the key and search for the right opening!
That feeling resembles the discussion about the questions and the answers: which one actually comes first?
And yet, we admit that the real questions can have no answer and we are destined to search for them always.
The questions which we can answer are of relatively trivial importance.
So the key is a precious metaphor not for an answer, I think, that is a door where it might fit; The key is the correctly and truthfully expressed question which fits in every door, in every human heart that keeps searching".
So Una has replied kindly:
"I have left many key to everywhere...
Sometimes our questions have no answers. Ever.
Thats life...
Someone can see deep, have a view for everything,
someone can't do it.
Everyone can feel and see how beauty the world is. =)
18.10.09
ps.
would one permit oneself to express that hands could feel not just the touch, but the actual feeling of being calm and balanced and in place when
the eyes can touch from greater distance ?
our culture is so much based on seeing. Because of that, our touch throughout the skin may arouse immediate emotional and mental response.
would one permit oneself to express that hands could feel not just the touch, but the actual feeling of being calm and balanced and in place when
the eyes can touch from greater distance ?
our culture is so much based on seeing. Because of that, our touch throughout the skin may arouse immediate emotional and mental response.
17.10.09
notes and thoughts
these past two days I attended a seminar on the subject of the climate change, the sustainable development and the renewable sources of energy.
how can one approach this, or in fact, any wide as such issue? what is the meaning of the detail, where does the unravelling lose contact with the totalness, how is a clear vision developed and constituted if, indeed, such a vision is claimed to be needed? these are questions to be asked.
i see the thought behind our arrangements. Yes. We can cut and cut and cut the slices out of an issue, remaining certain that our approach is the only reliable, capable of producing a chain of changes until, ideally speaking, the initial issue is finally solved. In fact, I can make a research on how one building may work better on account of its energy consumption and its emissions, and that might be the answer to a particular problem if it is fully carried out on a wider scale. I may produce a mechanism to reuse the waste waters and this might make all cities find a precious different source of energy. I can make a plan about the social use of the outlines of one lake and then all lakes might become socially beneficial. This is a vital arrangement between us. We cannot do it all by ourselves. Each one has to focus on a small part of the problem. And then pronounce the findings and suggested solutions.
But because we are working on a part of the problem, we cannot work alone. But we cannot work with everyone involved either.
The idea of many scientists working together is an obvious necessity, which has been made essential because of the complexity of the current issues (even the case of one building is greatly complex if you pay more attention to analysing it). We have to cooperate. Who are "we"?
the next brilliant idea is introduced especially by those who work on the sustainable development: since this kind of development is constituted on the basis of the (survival and) development of the environment, the economy and the society, there can be no vital solution without the cooperation of economic stakeholders, representatives of the society and of course scientists.
So, a group of scientists working together can produce half (or one third) of an answer to that particular slice of the problem.
I go no further. There is so much to tell and so much pain behind these seemingly indifferent words. Behind the common place there stands a lack of discussion and communication, or even democracy as one might feel like saying.
Some people say we can only discuss if we are willing to give up even a little of our expectations. I detest all these phrases that I hear spreading from mouth to mouth and being said easily.
being so deeply specialized we work and speak and live under the given labels of our roles. How can we reclaim our ears, our language, our eyes, our hands, our faith, our humanity?
how can one approach this, or in fact, any wide as such issue? what is the meaning of the detail, where does the unravelling lose contact with the totalness, how is a clear vision developed and constituted if, indeed, such a vision is claimed to be needed? these are questions to be asked.
i see the thought behind our arrangements. Yes. We can cut and cut and cut the slices out of an issue, remaining certain that our approach is the only reliable, capable of producing a chain of changes until, ideally speaking, the initial issue is finally solved. In fact, I can make a research on how one building may work better on account of its energy consumption and its emissions, and that might be the answer to a particular problem if it is fully carried out on a wider scale. I may produce a mechanism to reuse the waste waters and this might make all cities find a precious different source of energy. I can make a plan about the social use of the outlines of one lake and then all lakes might become socially beneficial. This is a vital arrangement between us. We cannot do it all by ourselves. Each one has to focus on a small part of the problem. And then pronounce the findings and suggested solutions.
But because we are working on a part of the problem, we cannot work alone. But we cannot work with everyone involved either.
The idea of many scientists working together is an obvious necessity, which has been made essential because of the complexity of the current issues (even the case of one building is greatly complex if you pay more attention to analysing it). We have to cooperate. Who are "we"?
the next brilliant idea is introduced especially by those who work on the sustainable development: since this kind of development is constituted on the basis of the (survival and) development of the environment, the economy and the society, there can be no vital solution without the cooperation of economic stakeholders, representatives of the society and of course scientists.
So, a group of scientists working together can produce half (or one third) of an answer to that particular slice of the problem.
I go no further. There is so much to tell and so much pain behind these seemingly indifferent words. Behind the common place there stands a lack of discussion and communication, or even democracy as one might feel like saying.
Some people say we can only discuss if we are willing to give up even a little of our expectations. I detest all these phrases that I hear spreading from mouth to mouth and being said easily.
being so deeply specialized we work and speak and live under the given labels of our roles. How can we reclaim our ears, our language, our eyes, our hands, our faith, our humanity?
15.10.09
[listen]
ps. there is a time when I feel I am a tree. I have bone branches, wooden skull and leaves. My friends are birds that come and go. I bring in water and light through my skin and make it skin for time to sculp.
[listen to this song]
listen to this poem:
Ash Wednesday
by T.S.Eliot
I
Because I do not hope to turn again
Because I do not hope
Because I do not hope to turn
Desiring this man’s gift and that man’s scope
I no longer strive to strive towards such things
(Why should the agèd eagle stretch its wings?)
Why should I mourn
The vanished power of the usual reign?
Because I do not hope to know
The infirm glory of the positive hour
Because I do not think
Because I know I shall not know
The one veritable transitory power
Because I cannot drink
There, where trees flower, and springs flow, for there is
nothing again
Because I know that time is always time
And place is always and only place
And what is actual is actual only for one time
And only for one place
I rejoice that things are as they are and
I renounce the blessèd face
And renounce the voice
Because I cannot hope to turn again
Consequently I rejoice, having to construct something
Upon which to rejoice
And pray to God to have mercy upon us
And pray that I may forget
These matters that with myself I too much discuss
Too much explain
Because I do not hope to turn again
Let these words answer
For what is done, not to be done again
May the judgement not be too heavy upon us
Because these wings are no longer wings to fly
But merely vans to beat the air
The air which is now thoroughly small and dry
Smaller and dryer than the will
Teach us to care and not to care Teach us to sit still.
Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death
Pray for us now and at the hour of our death.
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14.10.09
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