terça-feira, 6 de abril de 2010
Tocar-se-ia assim na corte de Shariar?
OMAR FARUK TEKBILEK (1996)."HASRET", MYSTICAL GARDEN
"Hasret" significa ter saudades!
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Um lugar onde na senda do fio dos dias... perseguimos o fio das histórias...
Info plus info plus info! A cascade of information! In a body of light, within immense emptiness, we move from the infinitely huge to the infinitely tiny and the way backwards, embedded in our souls. An astonishing shuttle! Pure vertigo! We personify our own story. In this non-place, hereby, stories dictated by the course of days will be told. I'll try not to run out of plot...knowing that I'll never be able of overcoming Sheherazad. Wondering about Sheherazad's destiny if she would have had the chance of accessing a blog... In fact, she made wonders without one! Every man is a story. All places and human beings are stories. Poetry leads our lives… We are guests of the Earth! We are just passing by, therefore we have got to be careful during our stay. We all live in this imense, beautiful, milky and blue planet, a place where in the track of the days ...we chase the thread of the stories......