Sunday, February 20, 2005

Spring Breeze

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Spring is come home with her
world-wandering feet,
And all things are made young with
young desires.
(Edwards Thomas)


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missing You

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it was sunny,windy day.
I losted You
t r u s t f u l n e s s.

and losted all colours of my life.
forever.

'grow up' days finished.



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my blood, my tears, my town

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hard to comment.
-hard to comment our sorrows,even if ironics smiling brownies are inside...




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tate . dancing with meshes.

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His hard everyday work. Ernest Hemingway's progenitor.
-I met Him one afternoon and help in his duty.




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Saturday, February 19, 2005

morning - far away from Fire Island

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- few miles from my home..- one Ocean away from New York.
-I like these mornings - alone ,with my dog only,at 6 am. on the beach...unforget. moments.




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Friday, February 18, 2005

Blake,Wordsworth,Keats,Shelley...

I like 'romantics'., - I think we need them in our everyday life .. or I need them,their hearts ,emotions ... who said : " they are NO 'useful'.., no useful in our modern society,,,?" - I dont think its not true.. - I love them.



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Sea of Galilee

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photo "of the month" in Poland(January 2005)-cyberwebsites
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... Other Story
John Steinbeck "East of Eden"

"Ten years nearly," said Lee.
"Well, the story bit deeply into me and I went into word for word.
The more I thought about the story,the more profound it became to me.
There was only one place that bothered me.
The King James version says this-it is when Jehovah has asked Cain why he is angry.
Jehovah says, 'If thou doest well, shalt thou not be accepted? and if thou doest not well, sin lieth at the door.
And unto thee shall be his desire, and thou shalt rule over him.' (---)
Lee sipped his coffee. "Then I got a copy of the American Standard Bible.
It was never new then. And it was different in this passage.
It says, 'Do thou rule over him.' Now this is very different.
This is not a promise, it is an order.
And I began to stew about it.
I wondered what the original word of the original writer had been that these very different translations could be made." (---)
" Lee," he said, "don't tell me you studied Hebrew! "Lee said, "I'm going to tell you. (---)
" I respectfully submitted my problem to one of these chinese sages, read him the story,
and told him what I understood from it. The next night four of them met and called me in.
We discussed the story all night long."Can you imagine four old gentelmen,
the youngest is over ninety now, talking on the study of Hebrew ? (---)
"After two years we felt we could approach your sixteen verses of the fourth chapter of Genesis.
My old chinese genthelmen felt that these words were very important too-- 'Thou shalt.' and 'Do thou.'
And this was the gold from our mining: 'Thou mayest.' ;thou mayest rule over sin.
The old gentelmen smiled and nodded and felt the years were well spent.
It brought them out of their Chinese shells too, and right now they are studying Greek.
"Samuel said, " It's fantasitic story. And I've tried to follow and maybe I've missed somewhere.
Why is this word so important ? "Lee's hand shook as he filled the delicate cups.
He drank his down in one gulp. " Don't you see ?" he cried. "
The American Standart translation orders man to triumph over sin, and you can call sin ignorance.
The King James translation makes a promise in 'Thou shalt', meaning that men will surely triumph over sin.
But the Hebrew word, the word timshel-- 'Thou mayest' --- that gives a choice.
It might be the most impotrant word in the world. That says the way is open.
That throws it right back on a man. For if ' Thou mayest' -- it also true that ' Thou mayest not.' Don't you see ?"(---)
And I feel that I am a man.
And I feel that a man is a very important thing -- maybe more important than a star.
I have a new love for that glittering instrument, the human soul.
It is a lovely and unique thing in the universe. It is always attacked and never
destroyed -- because...


...'Thou mayest.' - Timshel !







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Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Light of Soul

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The lesson of Freedom................Instead of the autobiography.

My name is Jordan.
Jordan ; " Catcher in the Rye... "

I know it does not tell you anything.

The year I was born,your mother admired Grace Kelly acting in "The Country Girl"- my mother was worried sick about how to provide for her family becouse all the shops were empty during Europe economical depression of 60's
When you were a child your father was taking you on mad journeys to watch the Boston Celticgames (you remember the smell of leather seats in your old Cadillac on the wild drives to Boston...)and children morning shows in the Radio City -I wished I had had with me at least one of my parentswho worked 25 hrs a day to make ends meet.
When a stuffed horse of a natural size displayed in the shop window on 5th Avenue at Schwartz,fascinated you ... (you finally got it on your sixth Bithday) I admired distant ships floatingin the bay from a branch of my favourite tree.I was dreaming of discovering the New World.
Than high school, college .... , first puppy - loves, girls and enchantments...You were discovering spiritual values in Tybet and I was incharge of summer camps for Christian Scouts.I dreamt I would be a film director one day...you had your feet firmly on the ground accepting the job on Wall Street.
I remember there was a moment when our life paths crossed ... - it was in the Central Park- on film set : " The Fisher King " ... do you remember -this meadow late in the night iluminatedby lights of skyscrapers around with the stars salling on to your head from the navy blue sky,- you gave a speach about what it means to be free ...
Yes I will remember that lesson...for my entire life.

There is nothing you can do if people's only aesthetical experiences ( not mention spiritual ones )come from the worry about the colour of their new Buick."The Sunflowers" by Van Gogh ...
It is much more than just a beautiful painting.
It is something you cannot express with words.It is a state of mind and spirit.
It took me so many years to get to know this. But shamefully not so many contemporaries of hisunderstood the same..
Athough there are people who are willing to pay milion dollarsfor a painting they cannot afford something that is priceless.
Fools!
They don't know there are things which are not for sale!
Like their souls which they have lost on their way.
They will not buy them out for sure.
Not at any price.
G r e a t J o k e r, who gives away paints out of his palette with generous hand,can also be demanding and hard on me...Well.... life is arranged in such a way...
Few human beings....
I remember me standing by the window at dusk in Somerville ( near New York ),watching that several - storey building opposite.I could see a man in one of the windows - always at the same time.He would light a candle on his piano and play...Was he playing Bach, Coltrane or Chopin...?I couldn't hear his music.But there was something else..
I could s e e that music.
Far away - somewhere on the horizon - there was a flaming sky - reflecting the lights of the Big Apple.
But that tiny flame of the candle was worth much more than all that f l o o d l i g h t of New York...
Only true love can be unselfish.
Even if it is m u s i c that is such love.
When you meet that guy from Somerville one day - say hallo from me.
He deserves it.He l o v e s music
My dream is to d o, what I really l o v e, one day...If you are able realize that color in my photography is music and black/white are it spirit
These few photographs is all I have for you only so l i t t l e.
But maybe I can say - I hope you'll understand --
so m u c h.

Jordan

P.S Funny enough... - I always thought this kind of things happen only in movies...









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