|A buzzard taking a rest ...|
|... this morning in Seanhenge.|
Iakovos Kambanellis (2 December 1921 – 29 March 2011)
Mikis Theodorakis (29 July 1925 – 2 September 2021)
Maria Farantouri * 28 November 1947
|My baker said it by using|
a German idiom:
does not come
into the bag
|And in 13 other languages:|
to violence against women!
Living in freedom
|The trouble is that once you see it, |
you can't unsee it.
And once you've seen it,
keeping quiet, saying nothing,
becomes as political an act as speaking out.
There's no innocence.
Either way, you're accountable.
From the very beginning of this blog I was not keen to make many "friends".
The more thankful I am that I "found" a few.
When Jams who died eight years ago, aged 54, I thought I can't give up blogging because of Claude; when Claude died this year, aged 92, I thought, ...
... but now it happened.
There is an Ending
Andrew aka "my" Don QuiScottie has announced it.
Thus, time for "his" Seanso (Panza) to follow.
Not as rigorously, though, as there are quite a few authors and their books scheduled; and now and then I might answer comments in case there are some.
As a man and a donkey do know more than a man, to completely delete Omnium is not planned, so far, either.
May most of the time be happiness upon you.
|The best of life is life lived quietly, |
where nothing happens
but our calm journey through the day,
where change is imperceptible
and the precious life is everything.
John McGahern (12 November 1934 – 30 March 2006)
|In the end, nature is inexorable:|
it has no reason to hurry and, sooner or later,
it takes what belongs to it.
Unconsciously and inflexibly obedient to its own laws,
it doesn't know art,
just as it doesn't know freedom,
just as it doesn't know goodness.
Ivan Turgenev (9 November 1818 – 3 September 1883)
|... there is a particular propensity|
in the world for people,
wherever they appear in great numbers,
to permit themselves collectively everything
that would be forbidden them individually.
|Rocket drive, |
|Strange, to wander in the fog!|
Alone each bush and stone,
No tree does see the other,
Each is alone.
Strange, to wander in the fog!
Life is loneliness.
No man knows the other,
Each is alone.
|A serious prophet|
upon predicting a flood
should be the first man to climb a tree.
This would demonstrate that he was indeed a seer.