29 July 2014
10 July 2014
30 June 2014
Harmony
«Looking around him, he spotted the glorious full moon silhouette, peeking among the tree’s branches. The sight of that unique, yet familiar vision was like bumping into an old friend in a foreign city. Its discrete glow was just enough to allow him a satisfactory perception of the surroundings. Not that he needed for he was pretty sure where he was going.»
By Raquel R. in Short Story number 11
«It would be better for me … that multitudes of men should disagree with me rather than that I, being one, should be out of harmony with myself.»
Socrates
20 June 2014
Sense of wonder
«Like a sudden rush of energy in a lifeless being, that contagious and familiar sound, immediately re-established the connection with the sometimes forgotten and often neglected part of him that still preserved that childlike ability, to believe in what is considered impossible, in the light of the rational standards.
By Raquel R. in Short Story number 11
«Don’t walk too far away from the child within you, and never abandon the sense of wonder that magnifies the smallest of things into mountains of joy — for one day, when you lose sight of happiness, that child within can guide you back to the things that once nourished your heart.»
Dodinsky
Oliver Jeffers Author Film 2013 from Oliver Jeffers on Vimeo.
13 June 2014
Extraordinary thing
«He felt that his senses gradually grew sharper making him sensible to all manifestations of life that were simultaneously happening around him, even the tiniest and imperceptible ones.»
By Raquel R. in Short Story number 11
«How terribly sad it was that people are made in such a way that they get used to something as extraordinary as living.»
Jostein Gaarder
6 June 2014
Silence
«The profound silence of the nocturnal hours has always been one of the factors that impressed him the most in those lone night incursions, but in order to fully benefit from that experience, he needed to empty his head from all the gibberish talk that had been overpowering his thoughts and allow this peaceful state, resulting from the absence of noise, to impregnate his mind, like a sponge gladly welcomes the liquid element which will transform its barren matter into a fertile receptacle of life.»
By Raquel R. in Short Story number 11
«A few times in my life I’ve had moments of absolute clarity. When for a few brief seconds the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp and the world seems so fresh. It’s as though it had all just come into existence. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I have lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present, and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be.»
Christopher Isherwood
Photo Raquel R.
30 May 2014
Mystery
«Every time he gazed at the night sky, with its countless celestial bodies, illuminating the profuse and deep darkness, and submitted it, to the limited scrutiny capacity of the human eye, he automatically condemned his terrestrial nature to navigate his thoughts between two compelling possibilities: whether to feel crushed under the acknowledgment of the unimaginable dimension of the universe’s infinity, or to surrender to the irresistible attraction of being sucked in to the vastness of its mysteries. It was roaming between those two possibilities that he always found a starting point from which to derive his thoughts.»
By Raquel R. in Short Story number 11
“And I, infinitesimal being,
drunk with the great starry
void,
likeness, image of
mystery,
I felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind.”
void,
likeness, image of
mystery,
I felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind.”
Pablo Neruda
26 May 2014
Night sky
«As always, in those occasions, he followed the standard procedure that had proved to be the most effective in appeasing those sudden peaks of lucidity, and after carefully selecting a secluded area, he engaged in the apparent prosaic action of looking up to the night sky.»
By Raquel R. in Short Story number 11
«I have long thought that anyone who does not regularly - or ever - gaze up and see the wonder and glory of a dark night sky filled with countless stars loses a sense of their fundamental connectedness to the universe.»
Brian Greene
Milky Way and Magellanic Clouds from Western Australia from Colin Legg on Vimeo.
16 May 2014
Safe Haven
«On those occasions, when the amount of unanswered questions, dangerously defied his ability to make sense of the direction his life was taking, every atom of his being compelled him to seek guidance beneath the night sky, where he could benefit from the reassuring cover of the darkness and consciously reduce the probability of being caught out of guard, bearing his vulnerability.»
By Raquel R. in Short Story number 11
«By my intimacy with nature I find myself withdrawn from man. My interest in the sun and the moon, in the morning and the evening, compels me to solitude.»
Henry David Thoreau
My Strange Grandfather from Dina Velikovskaya on Vimeo.
7 May 2014
Imperceptible speech
«The product of that imperceptible speech can be found everywhere, whether in the form a slightest chill in the spine or in a stubborn certainty that despite the faint odds, never fades away.»
By Raquel R. in Short Story number 11
«And softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.»W.B.Yeats
Aurora Substorm - Real time motion from kwon, o chul on Vimeo. via The Kid Should See This
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