He's an old soul, a gentleman, an endless romantic. They don't make them like anymore. His bones are just... good, you know? In this world where everyone else is trying their damnedest to outshine the sun, it's the moon that is the keeper of his heart. And just like her, wherever he goes, he casts light on everything that once was dark.
-Leanneansar
-Photo by Mert EROL
Bugün uzun zamandır yapmadığım "şans ver" başlıklı yazılarıma bir yenisini daha ekleyeceğim. 1974 Yapımı siyah beyaz ve Alman sineması eseri olan Alice in the Cities (Alice in den Städten) filmini izledim ve film beni gerçekten çok etkiledi. Filmin içeriğini çok kaba hatlar ile anlatacağım ve daha sonra neden etkilendiğimi aktarmaya
What is death for the beholder?
What is death for the dying?
A weight beyond knowledge or understanding.
A pain for the self-asserting ego, for the one;
For the other, silence, peace and nothingness.
Yet the one feels his pride in anger
And in his mind he does not accept
That beyond death nothing should arise
And that beyond death
There should be only death
The other, in his silence
In his unkowing majesty feels
He feels nothing, he knows nothing,
Because death is death
And life without death is only emptiness.
"A great number of people think they are thinking when they are merely rearranging their prejudices."
Birçok insan, düşündüklerini zanneder ama aslında yaptıkları şey önyargılarını yeniden düzenlemektir
Spinoza says that if a stone which has been projected through the air, had consciousness, it would believe that it was moving of its own free will. I add this only, that the stone would be right. The impulse given it is for the stone what the motive is for me, and what in the case of the stone appears as cohesion, gravitation, rigidity, is in its inner nature the same as that which I recognise in myself as will, and what the stone also, if knowledge were given to it, would recognise as will
-Arthur Schopenhauer/ The World as a will and representation
Her bir tekil organizma, yaşam karşısındaki önemini, oluşturduğu ve yaşam adını verdiğimiz bağlantısallık ağının zenginliği, etkinliği ve karmaşıklığı ile yaratır.
İnsanlık "evren" dediğimiz "bütünün" zaman ve uzay ile sınırlanmış parçasıdır. Kendi düşünce ve duygularını sanki bütünün geri kalanından ayrışmış gibi yaşar- bu bilincinin ona oynadığı bir çeşit optik illüzyondur.