I like:history, A.Kiefer 'Angel of History':
'A Klee painting named Angelus Novus shows an Angel looking as though he is about to move away from something he is fixedly contemplating.His eyes are staring;his mouth is open, his wings are spread.This is how one pictures the angel of history.His face is turned towards the past.Where we perceive a chain of events,he sees one single catastrophe which keeps piling wreckage upon wreckage and hurls it in front of his feet.The angel would like to stay,awaken the dead,and make whole what has been smashed.But a storm is blowing from the Paradise; it has caught in his wings with such violence that the angel can no longer close them.The storm irresistibly propels him into the future to which his back is turned,while the pile of debris before him grows skyward.This storm is what we call progress.'(Walter Benjamin)intellectual enquiry,wordwide travelling, profound conversations, old fashioned music and attirees,reading non-fiction books,swimming, eloquent and archaic English prose and vocabulary.ALMOST everything that is considered vintage ,certain styles of modern art
> and last but not least aviation history..
''And you can't help but ask yourself: Where are your dreams now? And you shake your head and say how swiftly the years fly by! And you ask yourself again: What have you made of your best years then? Where have you buried the best days of your life? Have you lived or not? Look, you tell yourself, look, how cold this world has become. Many more years will pass followed by grim loneliness and trembling old age on its crutch, and then sorrow and despair. Your fantasy world will fade away, and like yellowed leaves your dreams will wither and die and fall from the tree. How miserable it's going to be, to be left alone, all alone and have nothing to bewail- nothing, not a single thing....because everything I've lost was nothing, absolutely nothing; nothing but a stupid round zero, all reveries and no more."
-Fyodor Dostoyevsky./ ..
When we understand that man is the only animal who must create meaning, who must open a wedge into neutral nature, we already understand the essence of love. Love is the problem of an animal who must find life, create a dialogue with nature in order to experience his own being.
-Ernest Becker
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