Tears... again these bitter tears,
For broken dreams that flew far away,
For dreaded sadness that nothing cheers,
For new darkness, that nothing keeps at bay.
What is to come? More such torment?
No, its enough... It is time to rest, let go,
And to forget the sounds of lament,
A heart is full and can stand it no more.
Who is singing in the shade of the birch tree?
The sounds are familiar — the tears again...
These tears are for my homeland and to me
They are full of longing, worry and pain.
I am in my beloved country; yet, my grave —
Heart languishes in tears, I weep...
Now it seems that only in a cold grave
I will be able to forget and find some sleep.
S. Esenin - Tears
For broken dreams that flew far away,
For dreaded sadness that nothing cheers,
For new darkness, that nothing keeps at bay.
What is to come? More such torment?
No, its enough... It is time to rest, let go,
And to forget the sounds of lament,
A heart is full and can stand it no more.
Who is singing in the shade of the birch tree?
The sounds are familiar — the tears again...
These tears are for my homeland and to me
They are full of longing, worry and pain.
I am in my beloved country; yet, my grave —
Heart languishes in tears, I weep...
Now it seems that only in a cold grave
I will be able to forget and find some sleep.
S. Esenin - Tears
Forwarded from e n j i
That's the thing about Leidenschaft
The word Passion can not fully translate the meaning of the word Leidenschaft, since Leidenschaft consists of "Leiden", pain, and Schaft, which in this case translates to the process of creating something.
This sentence, taken literally or considering what I just told you about Leidenschaft means our body craves this form of engagement with pain, and I think that's another interesting layer to it.
The word Passion can not fully translate the meaning of the word Leidenschaft, since Leidenschaft consists of "Leiden", pain, and Schaft, which in this case translates to the process of creating something.
This sentence, taken literally or considering what I just told you about Leidenschaft means our body craves this form of engagement with pain, and I think that's another interesting layer to it.
Being. Since the word is inaccurate, it is crossed out. Since it is necessary, it is left legible.
Martin Heidegger, in a letter to Ernst Junger, 1956
Martin Heidegger, in a letter to Ernst Junger, 1956
How desperately I have wished for memories to be eternal, but eternity exists only insofar as it buries itself in smaller things. The photograph will exist longer than I can ever remember its being taken. Even the candle which burns exists longer than my recollection of the candle or its burning—it exists but is transmogrified.
In this way, in smaller things, it is buried. In this way, maybe, I am buried too.
Dedicated to Jacqueline Winter Thomas (March 23, 1991 – April 18, 2019).
In this way, in smaller things, it is buried. In this way, maybe, I am buried too.
Dedicated to Jacqueline Winter Thomas (March 23, 1991 – April 18, 2019).