I tried to distinguish from the difference in their presentation, the importance they had on the particular level of stairs.
I wondered what their difference was with her
need for coexistence here on the first landing after three steps and
in opposite direction from each other, as if they wanted her upside down
their backs.
My dilemma with the webbing that stretched across the soles
pursuing the inertia of my stride, who was trying to me
hinder, was growing up.
The feeling of impatience was intense
my n’ I discovered what I was looking for. He was thus giving me the equivalent
determination to turn by striding down the corridor to the right
my, where as I got closer, he was getting the coloring he wanted to have on
my eyes.
Vibrations, I thought.
Energy vibrations from time
pulse frequencies will generate diagrams with the analog
coloring, trying to reveal to me a part of what
I was looking for.
The corridor I had decided to walk in a
attempt to uncover its raison d'être, it was paved with slabs
blue and joints that glowed giving the impression, that each
slabs of the corridor are independent of each other.
Maybe me
this way they wanted in my view to give an interpretation, that each
my press, it had some separate significance from that of the simple corridor.
To the right I could see a door that did not touch the corridor, as independent from everything I was going through.
All as separate, but they were showing one.
Like a series of events dependent on each other to reveal the final result.
It was half open with lighting inside as well, that I could barely distinguish the colors.
I gently pushed it open, I tried to discern something that would
I had to be careful inside the protected area.
The look
I fell upon a figure standing with its back turned to
me as if avoiding the revelation of her face.
What my
allowed me to surmise in my tentative thought, was what he wanted me to notice
her presence knowing that I am ignorant of her truth.
He urged me to sharpen my attention by acknowledging my ignorance.
– In a village somewhere once upon a time, I heard her starting to tell me.
– There was a cave where everyone who had some serious problem
they could also visit by reporting their problem, they were receiving one
answer to solve it with wisdom. Everyone heard a voice, ma
no one had ever seen the face that spoke to them. They knew that someone
lived in there and they took care to bring him food for her every day
his survival, respecting his advice.
One day they got together
all who had consulted his voice in the square and under the pretext of it
their interest – for the existence of this man – they decided to
solve their curiosity about his appearance. They all gathered outside
cave asking him to appear and embrace him for their good
had done. The caveman did not deny them, as not his
he had refused to listen to their every problem with patience when they went to
consult it. When he appeared at the entrance of the cave everyone turned around
their faces elsewhere avoiding his ugliness and they left disappointed
for what they saw. This man already knowing her
their reaction he calmly entered the cave again without being
surprised. He knew each of them individually, since they had him
confided much more than they would have told him if they hadn't listened
only his voice.
He knew them far more than they knew him
themselves, since his only occupation was them, having solved it
problem of his own survival.
So he waited patiently for the end
of him without protesting the reaction they had. Non
visiting the cave to consult him, but also without
food to live.
Her silence told me she was done
what she wanted me to hear insisting on hiding her face and
challenging me to make my own thoughts.
Sometimes
by trusting more to our senses we exclude contact with it
deeper that emotion offers you.
The feeling of always having
the intermediate path that results in the arousal of emotion
sometimes it brings the opposite results from those attributed to it.
Logic in its attempt to balance legitimate reality
fails as an intermediary agent of correct conclusions
distorting the truth.
I did not know if the face of the form
this one was ugly or beautiful, but somehow he had revealed to me that the
each sense had a separate meaning.
That perhaps the most useful thing is to balance them with each other, rather than allowing one to prevail over the other.
In this search I had decided through this woman's gaze, I definitely had to not jump to conclusions.
Like a collector to collect what would be given to me and after exhibiting it all somewhere
together, to give all my attention and arrive at the truth that
distinguish.
I stood a little longer hoping that I would find something more in this room to aid my search.
Out of the corner of my eye and turning my body to leave, I noticed her sideways glance.
He had heard me, he had smelled me , but she hadn't seen me since
it was impossible for him to touch or taste me, did not resist the
tempted to cast a sideways glance.
The balance of the senses, have their own distinct degree of difficulty, even in conceptual entities.
Everything that is produced by us, is vulnerable having
weaknesses and thus betray, that it originates as his creation
human mind.
Going back to the landing didn't do much for me
thought space as I gazed in awe at the slabs below
my legs are throbbing, as if they felt each one's presence
my step and they were swaying maybe trying to balance it
my load.
Charalambos Bastas
Research writer
joint program of the public televisions of the three German-speaking countries, Austria, Germany, Switzerland, the 3SAT, while in 10 July will be presented to the European Parliament, where its president will give a foreword, Martin Schulz and a discussion will follow. On the occasion of tomorrow's premiere, the ambassador of Greece in Austria, Themistocles Dimidis, quoted last night, in the historical building of the Greek embassy in the center of Vienna, reception in honor of the film's contributors- documentaries and the supporters of the relevant initiative, in the presence of the Greek Orthodox Metropolitan of Austria- exarch of Hungary and Central Europe, Arsenio and representatives of public life. The Greek ambassador, expressing the thanks of the Greek side, emphasized that the film presents, through the authentic views of ordinary people, the real Greece, in which the partners should show solidarity and she should change many bad texts, while a possible exit from the Eurozone would be, as noted, destructive, not only for the country but for the whole of Europe. The duration 50 minute film- documentary, is part of Fabian Eder's general initiative, with the aim of highlighting, with the help of multimedia, of the beauty of the Greek landscape and a current image of Greece, contrary to - as he says himself- “furiously miserable daily reports, which fixate people and generate fear, from whom hatred is very little." The initiative is under the patronage of the famous Austrian artist, author, poet and actor Andre Heller and is supported by leading Austrian personalities from the field of politics and culture, like the former chancellor of Austria and great friend of Greece, Franz Vranitsky, or the former vice-chancellor and science minister Erhard Buzek. They are also supported by the president of the European Socialist Party, You lose Svoboda, the vice-president of the European Parliament, Otmar Karas, the Greek-born deputy mayor and deputy governor of the federal state of Vienna, Maria Vasilakou, or the head of MEPs of the ruling Social Democratic Party, Jörg Leichtfried. From the field of culture, the initiative, in the context of which a blog is operating in which the entire course of the filming of the film is also recorded, is supported, including, by the distinguished theater and film actors Harald Krasnitzer, Katarina Steberger, Alexander Goebel, or the featured program coordinator of the Austrian public television Barbara Steckl. During the course of a month, last April, the film's actors, on a sailing trip from Crete to Western Greece, met and recorded, through interviews, the views of dozens of ordinary people, everyday, people, which had a common feature, the young age and the decision not to leave their place, running away from the crisis, but to stay and work so that Greece will flourish again. On this route by sailboat - a "spring Odyssey, as Fabian Eder calls her- which made stations in Chania, Heraklion, Matala, Agios Nikolaos, Spinalonga, Io, Monemvasia, Tower, Zakynthos, Ithaca, Medium length, the director was accompanied by two distinguished countrymen, cameraman Richie Wagner and photographer Andreas Huddle. As Mr.. Ender, at a press conference, which preceded last night's reception at the Greek embassy, he himself focused his attention on the new generation of Greeks, who really want to change Greece, that tell about their lives, their friends, their concerns, their hopes and desires, away from high politics, to their own pulse, on the pulse of the people. During the trip their records were posted- on a daily basis in three languages German, English and Greek, provoking a series of positions and discussions- on the special blog he had created and which he accepted (and accepts) the previous weeks, tens of thousands of "visits". In addition, in the framework of the original initiative "Greece blooms", short versions of the film were created- documentary, while they were in the print media, both in Austria and in Greece, but also in other countries, many publications (photojournalism, travel reports, leaflets, articles).
