Somewhere, sometime, for no actual reason.
(who needs a reason?)
The reason for existence could be the existence itself.
No beginning, no end.
Infinity and eternity.
Time passes, nothing changes, nothing ever changes.
Yet everything is brand new.
Unknown, unfamiliar, alien.
Doesn't live, never die, just remains.
Somewhere...
Sometime...
Far away and right outside the window.
Awaiting...
They call it evil, but it is neutral.
Objective and just.
Unbiased.
Awaiting...
No need to be afraid.
Arial B.
December 2024
diagram of the lunar cycle from a children's book on calendars, necia h. apfel, 1985.
Einstürzende Neubautenin in Japan, 1985
— Wait For Me, Konstantin Simonov (tr. by Mike Munford)
[text ID: Wait for me and I’ll come back! / Wait with all your might! / Wait when dreary yellow rains / Tell you nothing’s right; / Wait when snow is falling fast; / Wait when summer’s hot; / When no one waits for other men / And all the past’s forgot! / Wait when those that wait with you / Are bored and tired and glum, / And when it seems, from far away, / No letters ever come! / Wait for me and I’ll come back! / Wait in patience yet / Pay no heed when they repeat / That you should forget; / And when my mother and my son / Give up on me at last / And friends sit sadly round the fire / And talk about the past / And drink a bitter glass of wine / In memory of me – / Wait! No rush to drink with them! / Tell them to wait and see! / Wait for me and I’ll come back, / Escaping every fate! / ‘Just got lucky!’ they will say, / Those that didn’t wait. / They will never understand / How, amidst the strife, / By your waiting for me, dear, / You had saved my life! / Only you and I will know / How you got me through! / Simply – you knew how to wait! / No one else but you!]
Naum Gabo, Translucent Variation on a Spheric Theme,1937
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There are moments in life that feel so structured and poetic that they feel less like reality and more like scripted fiction and I think that those are some of the most important ones to hold onto
Einstürzende Neubauten in front of a slot machine with camera, c.1992. Concept by N.U. Unruh
From the book by Andrea Cangioli
Messier 42, The Orion Nebula
ph. Danko Maksimovic - Munich, Germany (2021)
Film: Kodak Ultramax 400