On the 22nd of December, the shortest day of the year, I announce the death of the sun. It seems appropriate that it decided to perish in the day that is the darkest, as to be bowing to the darkness in submission. Now all that is left is a tiny pile of ash.
However, the good news is that from now on, very slowly, it will just get lighter.
Not because of each others embrace it is the warmest winter in years that will protect us from the cold. And from that white snow of betrayal.
It is the turning point. We walk in different directions... in dark. cold. mud.
at the moment i'm working on autumn theme. cycles of life reflected in nature which we are part of. i'm working with dry grass and other sapless plants that can be found now in autumn. as well as seeds and soil.
sometimes we- human beings think that we are (or should be) in control of nature- clean the old leaves away and eliminate from our view everything dead and decayed.
i believe we should acknowledge more the strong connection with nature even if it would mean coming down from the hight towers that we have so persuasively built and to see out own temporality.
it is worth remarking the often used comparison of men to culture and women to nature.
.. full of rain and sun, from which arise the whole range of colours- so beautiful, intangible and rare. Good wishes to my friend Dana in her Big trip to Guatemala
Therefore: when weapons are strong they are not victorious
When trees are strong they are cut down.
The strong, the great, is below.
The soft, the weak, is above.
(Laozi assumes that weakness will prevail over strength precisely because of its expansiveness, flexibility and endurance. Trength eventually exhausts itself while the energy of weakness is boundless.)
/Katrin Froese, Nietzsche, Heidegger, and Daoist Thought/
