Love and longing in life.


drawing made by Vijay
drawing made by Vijay

Words, though merely made of letters and shapes,
invoke feelings and emotions so strong;
Words are indeed powerful.
Pen is mightier than sword, it is said.
An injury caused by words is more hurtful than an injury caused by fire:
said Thiruvalluvar.

Living with blinkers ?
Living with blinkers on ?

”…Not even faith in faith ?
But you have something else,
something more important.
And what is that?
A heart, goodness.
I tell you, it’s not enough to have faith
if one is not a good person
at the same time.”
Inger tells Mikkel in Carl Theodor Dreyer’s Ordet

blood red...
blood red…

”Crime enabled to penetrate a world where the feelings are violent…
What sudden desire ?
I am nothing but desire.” Captain Leblon speaks at the dictaphone in Querelle, a movie by Rainer Werner Fassbinder.
Desire is not without consequences.
A thing of beauty can be a joy forever – only in our memory.
The petals too wither away.
What would remain is the stalk,
that once held those beautiful, variegated florets.

Drone Strike
Desire for territory killed Tayshana Murphy,
and her father mourns the death of his daughter.
All that remains is the memory.
How do you heal a community if everybody is going to walk around with bitterness and revenge and want to retaliate? Mr. Murphy asks.
Wrongly accused of crime, in a desire for justice,
Mr Khan languishes in the prison;
80 years old, frail, unable to even swat a fly.
”The night lies
over the solitude…
of an endless space.”

Sky from my flat in Campinas
”Each man kills the thing he loves
Some do it with a bitter look
Some with a flattering word
The coward does it with a kiss.”
So sings Jeanne Moreau...
”Querelle’s inner harmony
was indestructible…
because it was sealed
in that heaven of heavens…
where beauty unites with beauty.”

reflection = duality

”Never before had he
experienced true rivalry…
with which he had faced
in these two.”
”Jean Genet’s birth certificate states…
“Born December 19, 1918,
10:00 A.M.
Mother: Gabrielle Genet.
Father: unknown.
Apart from his books,
we know nothing about him.
Not even the date of his death…
which to him seems near.
Jean Genet.”
Guten tag Herr Fassbinder for this beautifully made film.
What do I call mine when my actions are similar to many millions.
Could I ever be separate ?
Am I not a child of the planet ?

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