SCENTS OF EVANESCENCE COLLECTIVE TEXT a collection of participants’ responses to a question on memory, asked during the capture of their portrait.
Fenia Kotsopoulou Lincoln 2020
To: Adam, Alex, Alexandra, Alkistis, Amy, Andrea, Andy, Anita, Ann, Anuska, Arpita, Arturo, Ash, Aylwyn, B A Jay, Bandu M., Bandu, Barbara C. Barbara E., Barbara D., Becca, Becky, Becky B., Beth, Bhisa, Blas, Bon, Camille,Cassandra, Chathuri, Cherry, Chiara, Claire, Consi, Crista, Cristiana, Daiane, Dalia, Daniele, Danilo, Danuska, Daz, Deborah, Debs, Dhimas, Diana, Diana G., Dimitra, Dimitra, Dimitra K, Dimitris, Diniz, Dorota, Duncan, Eirini, Eleni F., Eleni, Elisa, Emalia, Emmanuel, Enok, Fabritia, Faye, Federico, Francesca, Francesco, Freya, Gary, Giannis, Gim, Gio, Giulia, Guillermo, Giuseppe C., Giuseppe, Graig, Graham, Henrike, Huong, Ian, Igenborg, Imaad, Imke, Ingrid, Iro, Ivana, Jeeter, Jenny, Ji Hyoung, Jo, Joana, Joseph, Josugyeong, Judith, Julia, Kai, Karolina, Kat, Kate, Kate B., Katerina F., Katerina G., Katerina, Kayla, Kevin, Keyly, Kirsty, Kirusan, Kostis, Lakni, Lauren, Lee, Leman, Lena, Leonora, Lia, Lorena, Lorenza, Lucia, Luke, Madawee, Mae, Maeve, Magda, Mahmoud, Mamta, Manolo, Marcel, Marcio, Marcus, Mariam, Marianna A., Marianna, Marisa, Mary, Marzena, Megan, Michalis, Michael, Milan, Minji, Moreno, Murielle, Nathan, Nayadare, Nicol, Nicola, Nino, Nirosha, Obama, Paramesh, Park, Paul, Penelope, Peter, Preach, Rafaela, Riccardo, Roberta, Roberta Tr., Roberto, Roehl, Rubert, Sabrina, Sam, Samantha, Sandra, Sara S, Sara K, Saulaman, Shalini, Sini, Smitha, Stavros, Sue, Sylvia, Tara, Teo, Tessa, Theo, Thodoris, Tia, Tom, Tomasz, Toontoon, Ulrike, Umeksa, Upeksa, Valia, Vaya, Vena, Verena, Vicky, Vicky S.,Vicky T., Vidusha, Yadana, Zoe.
WHO WOULD I BE WITHOUT MY EXPERIENCE? THE BAD AND THE GOOD ALL MAKE WHO I AM. TO ERASE MEMORIES IS NOT ONLY TO ERASE THE EXPERIENCE THAT SHAPE ME BUT PEOPLE I LOVE, PEOPLE THAT HAVE CHANGED ME, EMPOWERED ME. SO TODAY I WOULD KEEP A FEELING OF ANAM CARA OF ACCEPTANCE OF LOVE AND UNITY. THE SMILING FACE, EMBRACE AND SUPPORT OF THE FAMILY HOME THAT HAVE CHOSE ME TO BE IN THEIR LIVES.
I NEARLY DIED BUT MY BEAUTIFUL BOY WAS BORN
SWIMMING INTO A RESERVOIR WITH A GOOD FRIEND
L’ODORE DELLE PELLI DI MIA MADRE MIO PADRE E MIO FRATELLO
IL VOLTO DI LUCIA CHE MI PARLA MENTRE IO SONO DISTESO E PIANGO IL GRIDO DEI SUOI OCCHI MULTIFORME
WHEN MY GRANDMOTHER GOT TO SEE MY UNCLE (HER YOUNGEST) CHILD GET MARRIED
T H E F I R S T T I M E I SAW H I L A RY
WHEN POPPY FIRST MET BEN
WALKING AND PLAYING WITH MY DOG IN THE FIELDS AND WOODS NEAR MY HOUSE I WOULD DO THIS FOREVER IF I COULD
LOOKING AT THE SEA AND THE SUN
THE STATE OF IMMERSION IN NATURE
THE DEEPEST LOVE TOWARDS NATURE
THE WAVES WERE ABOUT 2-3 FT AND IT WAS ABOUT 9:30 PM I CAUGHT A SMALL GENTLE SLABBING WAVE AND KICKED OUT OVER THE TOP I PADDLED OUT THE BACK AND WATCHED THE SUNSET OVER CAYTON BAY THE SKY WAS PINK AND BLUE WITH LIGHT PURPLE/ORANGE CLOUDS. THE REEF TO MY CHEST WAS LIT AND A NAVY BLUE SKY THE LAST LIGHT MADE THE WATER SHIMMER ORANGE AND PINK
IL MOMENTO IN CUI HO BACIATO SHONA QUANDO DAL SUONO DELLA SUA VOCE HO SENTITO TUTTA LA SUA FEMMINILITÀ DOLCEZZA INNOCENZA
OTAN GNWRISA ENA PALIO MOU FLERT
SULLE GIOSTRE CON MIO FRATELLO... UNO DEI POCHI MOMENTI FELICI CON LUI
WALKING HAND IN HAND WITH DANIELLE IN THE HANOI FRUIT MARKET SAVOURING EVERY MOMENT ENJOYING THE SYNCROSITIES OF THE UNIVERSE
SWIMMING DOWNSTREAM WITH MY DAD AND SISTER AND BEING FOLLOWED BY SHOALS OF TINY FISHES
QUANDO NELLA TERRA DEGLI UOMINI I SUOI OCCHIETTI PIENI DI LUCE HANNO ASCOLTATO I MIEI AL COLMO DELLA MERAVIGLIA
ΚΡΑΤΑΩ ΤΗ ΣΤΙΓΜΗ ΠΟΥ ΕΜΑΘΑ ΠΩΣ ΜΕ ΔΕΧΤΗΚΑΝ ΝΑ ΧΟΡΕΨΩ ΤΟ SOLO MOU STO SOLO TANZ FESTIVAL ΤΗΣ ΣΤΟΥΤΓΑΡΔΗΣ. ΤΗ ΣΤΙΓΜΗ ΠΟΥ ΔΙΑΒΑΣΑ ΤΟ MAIL, OCI POU PHGA. OTAN TO EMAQA!
I WAS THINKING OF CLIMBING MOUNTAIN PARNASSUS THE FLOWERS A DONKEY TORTOISES THE PRECIPICES BLUE SKY MOUNTAINS THE CLOUDS LIKE HEAVEN
MAMMA SORRISO WARMTH KEEP HOLD OF MUSIC NOTES SNOW VALLEY GREEN TREES AUTUMN SMELLS GRASS WET LIPS SCENT TOUCH SWEAT PAST GOING FORWARD PERCHÉ QUANDO SOLE SUN MOON WHITE PEARLS
TA PAIDIA MOU
LYING ON MY SOFA WITH A FRIEND I HAD A CLOSE SHARED LOVE WITH
- BUT WHO IS NOW NO LONGER IN MY LIFE
EEN GEVOEL VAN THUIS HOREN
I WAS SAT AT MY NANA’S GARDEN ON THE OUTDOOR SWING SHE HAS LOADS OF FLOWERS AND IT’S BEAUTIFUL THE SUN IS SHINING AND I FEEL SAFE I FEEL WARM AND I FEEL LOVED
MO DEIRFIUR AGUS A FHEAR AS DAMHSA IS AG DAMHSA MO CHROÍ AGUS MO CHAIRDE MO THUISMITHEOIRÍ LE CHÉILE
OTAN O PATERAS MOU ME ANEBAZE STOUS WMOUS TOU KAI KOITOUSA TA PANTA APO YHLA FOBOMOUN TO UYOS ALLA ENIWQA ASFALEIA STIS PLATES TOU HMOUN TESSARWN
MY PARENTS’ 11TH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY THEY HAD NO MONEY TO TAKE US OUT, SO MY SISTER AND I DEVISED A MENU, COOKED TINNED RAVIOLI,
GIVING BIRTH TO MY CHILD DH M I O U R G I A K A I Q N H T O T H T A
AND PLAYED MUSIC FOR THEM WHILST THEY SAT IN THEIR BEST OUTFITS AT THE FAMILY TABLE, SET FOR TWO. WE HAVE HAD THIS TRADITION EVER SINCE.
THE TIME WHILE FEELING ILL I STARTED PLAYING MY MUSICAL INSTRUMENT AND IMMEDIATELY FELT BETTER
OTAN ANTIKRUSA GIA PRWTH FORA TO ALKUONAKI MOU
I CAN ONLY SHARE THIS MEMORY WITH
LE MOMENT QUE J’AI PUIS PAR LA PREMIER FOIS LA VOITURE ET JE CONDUISAIS LIBRE EN CHANTANT.
SOMEONE WHO WOULD BE SO CLOSE TO ME THAT I COULD TRANSFER THE IMAGE, WITH THE WHOLE EMOTIONAL MEANING CONTAINED IN IT,
LIBERTÉ ABSOLUT
WITHOUT USING WORDS, LIKE HEART-TO-HEART TRANSFER.
DEN ECW MNHMES PRIN THN EFHBEIA EKTOS APO 2-3 OLES CAROUMENES. AUTH POU MOU HRQE ME THN ERWTHSH PREPEI NA ERCETAI APO OTAN HMOUN MWRO. EGW PANW STON PAGKO THS KOUZINAS. APENANTI H MHTERA MOU. APENANTI ALLA KOLLHTA. OCI GIATI H KOUZINA EINAI MONO ENAS DIADROMOS. GIATI QELEI. ME TAIZEI ME TO DEXI. ME TO ARISTERO KRATAEI ENA KOMIK. DE QUMAMAI POIO. DE QUMAMAI AN EIMAI MONH H’ ME TON ADERFO MOU DIPLA. MOU DIABAZEI. DIABAZEI TIS FOUSKES. OLA TA GKLOUP TA SKROUMF TA TILT DEN KOLWNEI POUQENA.TI KALA.
THE CALL OF THE FA L C O N
I THINK OF A SITUATION WHEN I WAS 17 YEARS OLD.
H EIKONA TWN PAIDIWN MOU META TH GENNHSH TOUS H PRAOTHTA H HREMIA TOU PROSWPOU TOUS
I REMEMBER A PHONE CALL WITH SOMEONE OF AN AUSTRIAN NGO AND I GOT THE CONFIRMATION FOR MY PARTICIPATION IN A SOCIAL WORK CAMP IN THE NORTH-EAST OF BRAZIL. IN THIS MOMENT I THOUGHT: “THIS IS MY TICKET TO MY FREEDOM”, AND LOOKING BACK FROM WHERE I AM IN MY LIFE NOW, IN A WAY IT WAS.. AFTER THE PHONE CALL AND RECEIVING THESE WONDERFUL NEWS I WAS RUNNING THROUGH THE WHOLE HOUSE OF MY PARENTS, SCREAMING AS LOUD AS I COULD, FEELING SO MANY BUTTERFLIES IN MY STOMACH, BEING FULL OF JOY AND I COULD GO AND MAKE THIS ADVENTURE HAPPEN. ME, WHO HAD AT THAT TIME NEVER BEEN ON HOLIDAYS BEFORE (WORK WAS ALWAYS MORE IMPORTANT FOR MY PARENTS) SUDDENLY GOT THE CHANCE TO VISIT ANOTHER CONTINENT, GET TO KNOW A DIFFERENT CULTURE, DIFFERENT SOCIAL ENVIRONMENT, DIFFERENT LANGUAGE, LANDSCAPES...AND MUCH MORE FOR 5 WEEKS, IT WAS AMAZING. AS FAR AS I CAN REMEMBER I HARDLY FELT “AT HOME” AT THE PLACE WHERE I GREW UP AND WHERE I LIVED MY FIRST 18 YEARS OF MY LIFE. I ALWAYS THOUGHT THAT IT MUST BE WONDERFUL TO TRAVEL A LOT. SO TRAVELLING TO BRAZIL WAS A JOURNEY WHICH OPENED MYSELF DOORS TO A WORLD WHERE I SUDDENLY FELT MUCH MORE AT HOME. AFTERWARDS, I STARTED TO TRAVEL MORE AND WITHIN DOING THIS, I LEARNED AND I STILL LEARN A LOT ABOUT MYSELF AND I LOVE IT!!! SO FEELING FULL FREEDOM AND THE FEELING THAT EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE IS MY MEMORY WHICH I WOULD KEEP IF IT WOULD BE JUST ONE.
PHDHXA TON FRACTH
MAZI ME TON KALHTERO
MOU FILO
TO MEROS POU HTAN PISW APO TON FRACTH
TON PROSDIORISAME WS PARADEISO
XAPLWMENOI PANW SE LOULOUDIA KAQE LOGHS
GELASAME PARA POLU FUGAME
NON CANCELLEREI MAI LA MIA UMILTÀ
ALL 6 OF US TOGETHER MERILONG PARK CHANGED. GROWN. SOME OLDER SOME BOLDER WE TOOK A LOT OF PICTURES TOGETHER AFTER 11 YEARS MOM IS 54 DAD 57 RISANG 29 IGOR 16 GIRI 12 HAPPY FACES SMILES
GIA SENA TRAGOUDW... AUTO TO TRAGOUDI KAI TOSA SOU ‘CW PEI... APO THN KOILITSA MOU, MECRI NA GENNHQEIΣ... MAZI SOU DEN GENNHQHKES MONO ESU, ALLA H AGAPH XESPASE SE OLO TO SUMPAN MOU MAZI! H ANAMNHSH SOU EINAI ZWNTANH MERA, NUCTA ALLA KAI KAQE STIGMH. POSO SPOUDAIA, POSO GENNAIA...
HO SCELTO DI RI-COR-DARE (RI-DARE CUORE; CIOÈ VITA) AI MOMENTI DI CONTATTO FISICO CON MIA MADRE, CHE È MORTA SENZA CONOSCERE I MIEI FIGLI. HERMANN HESSE HA SCRITTO IN “NARCISO E BOCCADORO” CHE SE NON HAI UNA MADRE, NON HAI UNA TERRA A CUI TORNARE.
THE MEMORY I WOULD KEEP WOULD BE: SITTING AT THE KITCHEN TABLE WITH MY SISTERS AND MOM THE FIRST TIME WE WERE ALL TOGETHER FOR CHRISTMAS FOR YEARS. MY DAD CAME HOME (IT WAS HIS LAST CHRISTMAS) AND STARTED WEEPING IN THE HALLWAY ENTRANCE WHEN HE REALISED WE WERE ALL THERE. I HAD NEVER SEEN THIS BEFORE. I DON’T REMEMBER IN-BETWEEN MOMENTS. ONLY THE ATMOSPHERE, THE QUIET WEEPING, THE FEELING OF UNDERSTANDING WHAT PARENT LOVE IS. I THINK I REMEMBER HIS HUG AS WELL... BUT THAT IS FOGGY. WHAT I REMEMBER IS THE FEELING OF IMAGINING HIM IN THE HALLWAY - BECAUSE I COULDN’T SEE, I COULD ONLY HEAR.
H PIO OMORFH, GLUKEIA KAI TRUFERH STIGMH POU OMWS TAUTOCRONA ME PONAEI BAQEIA STHN KARDIA MOU. PROKEITAI GIA THN TELEUTAIA STIGMH, THN TELEUTAIA FORA POU EGEIRA TO KEFALI MOU STA PODIA THS MHTERAS MOU H OPOIA HTAN KAQISTH KAI ENW HTAN TETRAPLHGIKH SHKWSE TO DEXI THS CERI KAI MOU CAIDEUE TA MALLIA GIA TOULACISTON 10 LEPTA. EGW APOLAMBANA THN AGKALIA THS KAI TO GLUKO ARWMA MANOULAS ENW PARALLHLA APOROUSA PWS MPOROUSE NA SHKWSEI TO CERI THS KAI NA TO KRATA YHLA KAI MALISTA NA ME CAIDEUEI TOSH WRA. KAPOIA STIGMH APANTHSA ENW BRISKOMOUN AKOMH STA PODIA THS OTI H AGAPH THS MANAS KANEI QAUMATA. THS EDINE DUNAMH STA ANAPHRA CERIA THS NA MPORESEI NA CAREI TO PAIDI THS. EPEITA APO KAPOIOUS MHNES EFUGE APO TH ZWH.MECRI NA FUGEI DEN THN AKOUMPHSA GIATI MESOLABHSE CEIMWNAS KAI DEN EPREPE NA THS METAFERW KAPOIA IWSH POU MPOREI NA EICA. HTAN H TELEUTAIA FORA POU ME CAIDEYE. KAQE FORA POU KANW EIKONA AUTH THN AGKALIA XANAZW KAI NIWQW AKRIBWS TA IDIA SUNAISQHMATA. TO KRATW SAN FULACTO STHN KARDIA MOU AUTO TO CADI KAI AUTH THN AGKALIA POU DEN UPARCEI OMOIA THS, OSES ZWES KI AN ZHSW. KAI H TELEUTAIA HRWIKH, GIA THN KATASTASH THS, AGKALIA BALSAMO ALLA KAI MACAIRIA STHN KARDIA MOU TAUTOCRONA. TO FULACTO THS TELEUTAIAS AGKALIAS.MANOULA SE AGAPW.
QUANDO HO VISTO I MIEI FIGLI PER LA PRIMA VOLTA
TANTE SONO LE COSE, GLI AVVENIMENTI E LE EMOZIONI DA SCRIVERE
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CERTEZZA DI TROVARMI
DIRGLI SOLAMENTE APPENA NATO: PIACERE!!
IO SONO LO ZIO!!
NEL POSTO GIUSTO SEMPRE
SE POTESSI SALVARE UN SOLO RICORDO TERREI QUELLO DI QUANDO DA BAMBINO SUONAVO PER LE PRIME VOLTE LA BATTERIA. UN MOMENTO UNICO PROFONDO E PURO. UN RICORDO SOSPESO NEL TEMPO.
HO AVUTO 3 IMMAGINI. NE HO SCELTO UNA. LA BAMBINA L’OCEANO IL BACIO E POI ARRIVATA L’IMMAGINE DI ME DA BAMBINA. FORSE AVEVO 3-4 ANNI. INDOSSAVO IL MIO GREMBIULINO DELL’ASILO. LO SGUARDO INNOCENTE, CURIOSO E VISPO. HO PROVATO UNA SENSAZIONE DI DOLCEZZA E DI AMORE. MI E’ VENUTO UN NODO ALLA GOLA E QUASI LE LACRIME. DALLA MIA MEMORIA SONO ARRIVATA AI MIEI PRIMI ANNI DI VITA. UNO SGUARDO SUL MONDO INNOCENTE, VULNERABILE E DI UNA BELLEZZA PURA, INTOCCABILE. QUESTA MEMORIA, QUESTO PENSIERO DI ME BAMBINA LO DEVO RICORDARE PIÙ SPESSO. MI AIUTA A NON SPEZZARMI MA AD ESSERE FLESSIBILE COME UNA VOLTA, ANCORA GIOVANE, DOVE LA MIA LINFA SCORRE SENZA SOSTA.
IL MOMENTO CHE NON VORREI MAI DIMENTICARE È LA FELICITÀ SUL VOLTO DI MIA SORELLA QUANDO CI SIAMO RIVISTE DOPO UN PO’ DI TEMPO. AVEVA SOLO 6 MESI E IO QUATTRO ANNI E MEZZO. CI SEPARAVANO 3 GIORNI, DALLA FINESTRA LE SONO ARRIVATE LE MIE LACRIME E DALLA STRADA LE SUE.
WE ARE IN HUTTOFT ON THE BEACH, WITH ME, MUM, DAD, SHEN, KIERA, AUNTIE KAREN, UNCLE MARK, TOSH, LEAH, AND I THINK HANNAH, FIN, AND AUNTIE AND UNCLE, NIKKI AND JIMMY AND GRANDMA. IT WAS SUNNY AND JUST ENJOYING A DAY ON THE BEACH. ONLY DID IT ONCE AND IT WAS JUST A HAPPY MEMORY.
AT MY FIRST EXHIBITION I SUB WITH 5 WORKS. I CAME TO COLLECT THE WORKS. ALL WERE ACCEPTED. AS I LEFT THE BUILDING ANOTHER ARTIST SAID HE GOT 2 OUT OF 3. I SAID I GOT 5 OUT OF FUCKING 5 AND I STARTING JUMPING UP AND DOWN LIKE A LUNATIC. I WAS HIGH AS A KITE. PRECIOUS MEMORY.
MAYBE A CLIMB OUT OF THE WINDOW. WE’RE NOT ALLOWED TO PLAY IN THE GARDEN OR GO INTO THE POOL. SNEAKILY SNEAKING WE GO.THE POOL IS LARGE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GARDEN WE HAVE TO BE SILENT SPLASH SUSPENSE WILL THE NEIGHBOUR SEE US FROM HER KITCHEN WINDOW? MY MOTHER HEARS US, SHE FINDS US. WHAT HAPPENS THEN. WE ARE UNDER WE ARE UNDER A PERSIMMON TREE. TEHRAN 1992ISH
MY FIRST THOUGH AS I TOOK IN THE QUESTION WAS PANIC- THAT I FELT I HAD TO CHOOSE BETWEEN MY FAMILY AND MY PARTNER JIM. THE FIRST MEMORY THAT C AME IN MIND IS A C AR CRASH MY FAMILY AND I WERE IN WHAT IS NOW CROATIA (WAS YUGOSLAVIA THEN). IT WAS QUITE EMOTIONAL AND A TIME I GUESS WHEN WE HAD REALLY TO BE A “FAMILY” AND SUPPORT EACH OTHER. THIS FELT LIKE AN ODD MEMORY TO FIX ON! AS IT WAS NOT ESPECIALLY HAPPY! I SPENT THE REST OF THE TIME FLICKING THROUGH A MENTAL PHOTOGRAPH ALBUM AND MY LIFE WITH JIM STRUCK BY HOW THERE WASN’T JUST ONE MEMORY THAT COULD ENC APSULATE OUR RELATIONSHIP AND LIFE TOGETHER... AND THEN THE CLICK!
IL ΟΤΑΝ ΓΕΝΝΗΘΗΚΑΝ ΤΑ ΠΑΙΔΙΑ ΜΟΥ
VENTRE
MATERNO
IL SOGNO DI UN SOGNO CHE HO CAPITO CHE COS’È ’
SOGNARE
ЗВУК ГРАВИЯ, ТОЧНЕЕ ЗВУК КОЛЁС МАШИНЫ ПО ГРАВИЮ,
КОГДА РОДИТЕЛИ ПОДЪЕЗЖАЛИ К ДОМУ ЛЕТОМ
THE SOUL CRUSHING Il giorno in cui mi sono sentita LIBERA DA SOLA A Vienna, in bicicletta, pantaloncini corti SFRECCIAVO
HOPE I FELT TOWARDS THE WORLD AND THE FUTURE WHEN I FIRST HELD MY BABY BROTHER IN MY ARMS THE REASON I CHOSE TO LIVE
DANCING THROUGH THE NIGHT FEELING THE MORNING SUN
OGNI PAURA SCOMPARE QUANDO LA MIA PICCOLA MANO È NELLA TUA, MAMMA
ON MY FACE AND COOL FRESH AIR IN MY LUNGS
I am sitting on my sofa with my grandad. On this sofa we read stories
together.
I sit next to him and he reads out loud. Then we eat raisins together. The room has one light and I only hear his voice and a slow ticking of a clock on the wall. I was four.
FRIENDS AND FAMILY
THE MOMENT I LIGHTED A SELF BUILD ROCKET
I don’t want to forget the moments where
DURING THE NIGHT
I felt complete
IN THE MIDDLE
The feeling of wholeness
OF THE PARK IN WEIMAR LAST APRIL
The feeling of being UNDERSTOOD
AEIOU echoing in the chamber of personal silence Leaves rustle in the background
TO BE KEEPER OF IMPORTANT SECRETS.
TO REMEMBER TO BE COMPASSIONATE AND PROTECT THE PEOPLE IN MY UNIVERSE. TO LEAVE THIS WORLD IN
A BETTER PLACE THAN BEFORE I WAS HERE.
O CHEIRDO DO MAR DA PRAIA DA DANIELA
I wake up Saw white walls I knew I am alive and survived surgery I got second life Everything was new Even pain was beautiful White walls and feeling of stillness Feeling of... This feeling of extreme happiness that Is unique and not to explain.
И ТАКО НАМ СЕ ДУШЕ ОПЕТ СРЕТОШЕ, У ОВИМ ТЕЛИМА МОЈЕ УНУТРАШЊЕ ДЕТЕ ПРЕПОЗНАЛО ЈЕ ТВОЈЕ... И ИРАЋЕ СЕ ДО СЛЕДЕЋЕГ ПУТА
MY GRANDMA CHE MI ACCAREZZA I CAPELLI MENTRE POGGIO LA TESTA SULLE SUE GAMBE SDRAIATA SUL DIVANO SCHERZARE CON LEI E PARLARE DI QUALSIASI COSA TRE LACRIME, FELICITÀ, CON LEGGEREZZA E DOLCEZZA
one breath making healing waves into the collective unconsciously
I LOOKED AT EVERYONE’S EYES IN THE GROUP
People and
ONE BY ONE, IN A DARK SPACE.
Sharing
THEN THE FACE STARTS TO TURNING FAST AND FASTER, EYES, FACES BECOME ENERGY THEY ROLL AROUND FASTLY AND THEY
Listening
COME TO ME THEY FLED INSIDE MY BODY I SHAKE BY THE OVERWHELMING POWER AND I BECAME STRONGER
M.G never wants to forget that inside our mistakes
there is always magic to be felt
full moon with the wolves in the island
#63 THE GARDEN
THE GARDEN
CHERRY TREE
cherry tree burried things BURRIED THINGS turtles passing by TURTLES PASSING BY DIGGING digging
red bricks the sidewalk is warm friends on the other side RED BRICKS THE DISE WALK IS WARM aedera FRIENDS ON THE OTHER SIDE AEDERA dark soil DARK SOIL HANDS ON THE WALL hands on the wall #64 И ТАКО НАМ СЕ ДУШЕ ОПЕТ СРЕТОШЕ, У ОВИМ ТЕЛИМА. МОЈЕ УНУТРАШЊЕ ДЕТЕ ПРЕПОЗНАЛО ЈЕ ТВОЈЕ... И ИРАЋЕ СЕ ДО СЛЕДЕЋЕГ ПУТА #65 FRIENDS AND FAMILY #66 THE MOMENT I LIGHTED A SELF BUILD ROCKET DURING THE NIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PARK IN WEIMAR...
NE VERUJU MI THEY DON’T TRUST ME
BARE CHEST AND FEROCIOUS
that time in the shower....
#82 COMBING THROUGH MY SISTER’S HAIR WITH MY FINGERS WHILE SHE SLEEPS DURING A CAR RIDE.
JOURNEY #83
COMBING THROUGH
JOURNEY
MY SISTER’S HAIR WITH MY FINGERS WHILE SHE SLEEPS #84 A DREAM WHERE I WAS CREATING THE FABRIC OF DREAMS... ONE OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL DREAMS OF MY LIFE... #85 DIESE BLÄTTER, WALD, SONNE, EIN HÜGEL, BERG? DER ORT IST SO PRÄZISE, SO DA, OHNE DASS ICH MICH ERINNERE, WO ER IST. ABER ICH WEISS, SEHE, WIE WIR GEMEINSAM HOCHLAUFEN, MEINE BEIDEN ELTERN UND ICH, KURZ NACH IHRER SCHEIDUNG GLAUBE ICH. DIESE BLÄTTER. SONNE IN IHNEN. ÜBERALL. AUFGEHOBENSEIN, GEMEINSAM SEIN, AUFBRUCH IN DIE WELT. GEHALTEN. FREI. BLÄTTER. SONNE. WIND. #86 MOMENT KIEDY SIE ODWRÓCIŁ SPOJRZELIŚMY NA SIEBIE #87 I WOULD LIKE TO REMEMBER THE LOVE GIVEN ME BY
DURING A CAR RIDE
DIESE BLÄTTER,WALD, SONNE, EIN HÜGEL, BERG? DER ORT IST SO PRÄZISE, SO DA, OHNE DASS ICH MICH ERINNERE, WO ER IST. ABER ICH WEISS, SEHE, WIE WIR GEMEINSAM HOCHLAUFEN, MEINE BEIDEN ELTERN UND ICH, KURZ NACH IHRER SCHEIDUNG GLAUBE ICH. DIESE BLÄTTER.SONNE IN IHNEN.ÜBERALL. AUFGEHOBENSEIN, GEMEINSAM SEIN, AUFBRUCH IN DIE WELT. GEHALTEN. FREI. BLÄTTER. SONNE. WIND.
A DREAM WHERE I WAS CREATING THE FABRIC OF DREAMS... ONE OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL DREAMS OF MY LIFE...
I WOULD LIKE TO
MOMENT KIEDY SIE ODWRÓCIŁ SPOJRZELIŚMY NA
REMEMBER THE LOVE
GIVEN ME BY MY PARENTS
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DANCE FOR ME STEVE
THE MOMENT MY BABY DAUGHTER WAS BORN AND I HELD HER IN MY ARMS
WE ARE IN HONEYMOON WITH MY WIFE AND WE ARE CELEBRATING NOT JUST OUR MARRIAGE BUT ENJOYING THE TIME TO PLAN TO CHANGE OUR LOVES FOREVER
FOR MY WHOLE FAMILY TO BE SAT AROUND A TABLE EATING MUM’S FOCO
Göğsümden büyük bir yük kalkmış gibi_____ Korkudan geçmek, the first learning of not being afraid of fear, taking my skin path, feeling my flesh.
ΤΗΝ ΑΙΣΘΗΣΗ ΤΗΣ ΕΛΕΥΘΕΡΙΑΣ ΤΗΣ ΖΕΣΤΑΣΙΑΣ ΚΑΙ ΤΗΣ ΣΙΓΟΥΡΙΑΣ ΣΕ ΜΙΑ ΗΛΙΟΛΟΥΣΤΗ ΗΜΕΡΑ ΤΑΞΙΔΕΥΟΝΤΑΣ ΣΤΗΝ ΧΙΛΙΟΠΡΑΣΙΝΗ ΑΓΓΛΙΚΗ ΕΞΟΧΗ
DAT ER MENSEN ZIJN DIE OM MIJ GEVEN EN INTIEM WILLEN ZIJN MET MIJ DAT ER MEER DAN ÉÉN SOORT LIEFDE IS
LYING IN THE GARDEN WHEN I WAS 7 YEARS OLD AND FALLING ASLEEP WITH
MY HEAD ON THE BELLY O F TO B Y O U R D O G
I AM VERY YOUNG AND MY GRANDFATHER IS COMPOSING MUSIC SITTING AT THE PIANO AFTER LUNCH MY DAD, MY GRANDMOTHER AND I TRYING TO BE
AGED 8 FISHING WITH DAD ON THE RIVER BLACK WATER LISMORE CO WATERFORD CATCHING A SALMON WEIGHING
VERY QUIET 13 LBS
One song of Sunil Shantha with Seeya. Just one. Just one.
A HEART-STOPPING MOMENT OF YOUR COUNTING, BADLY. A REALISATION. YOU GAVE ME THE GIFT OF AGENCY. A CHOICE. THE POWER TO ENACT A CHANGE. THE UNDERSTANDING THAT NO MATTER WHAT, I HAVE A CHOICE: MY CHOICE AND THEREFORE MY POWER. DO I WANT TO MAKE A CHANGE? DO I WANT TO MOVE TOWARD HAPPINESS? MY FEAR DISSOLVES. MY BREATHING STOPS. WE KISS, AND DESPITE DIFFICULTIES: EVERY DAY MY HAPPINESS GROWS. THANK YOU FOR THIS SIMPLE & BEAUTIFUL GIFT.
EIMAI GUMNOS, XAPLWNW PANW SE ENA KAUTO BRACO EINAI KALOKAIRI KAI O HLIOS ME YHNEI TO KUMA DROSIZEI TA PODIA MOU KAI NIWQW APERANTH GALHNH H TELEUTAIA ALHQINH AGKALIA AMOIBAIAS AGAPHS POU KANAME ME TON SUNTROFO MOU PROTOU AUTH H AGAPH ARXIZEI NA XEQWRIAZEI KAI TELIKA NA SBHSEI GIA TON IDIO ALLA OCI GIA EMENA
PLAI STH FILH MOU TH MARIA DEN PROSDOKW TIPOTA DEN ME APASCOLEI TIPOTA DEN ME FOBIZEI TIPOTA EIMAI EGW STO TWRA
NOT THE MOMENT I MET HIM BUT THE MOMENT I REALISED THAT HE WAS MY BIGGEST GIFT. THE MOST MEANINGFUL PAINFUL, GENEROUS CHALLENGING AND HEALING GIFT. MICHAEL
SPENDING SUMMER TIMES WITH MY PARENTS, SISTER AND FAMILY FRIEND “THE JESSOPS” IN SHERWOOD FORREST
The moment when my lips touched the other lips for the first time and we both knew we could last in this kiss forever. The moment the love starts enclosing whole the eternity.
The kiss of death
Gut instinct is too powerful; such a question would illicit a different answer each day. The man, the weather, who I spoke to that day might influence the answer. But my gut, now, after months of self-discovery, after a week of uncomfortable self knowing brings me this: My Dad, me, a kid, curling up in his and my mother’s bed, as just us two reading books together. It doesn’t matter which book.
The moment my son was born he had the umbilical cord round his throat. The experienced midwife pushed her finger in and whipped him from his face. I was calm but purple I cut the chord I love him still.
we are in our flat the first place I have truly felt as home. Friends are around There is food and wine. Maybe the TV is on or music. I have waited my whole life to meet you. Your friendship is the most important relationship of my life. We are surrounded by gorgeous creatures. Our life is beautiful and blessed.
The vision of Francois in the
extasis of
Love
I would like to keep the image the memory of myself. Sitting on a couch and the feeling of all being undefined and vast empty. This click, one click and all is gone and though always exist.
ತುಂಬಾ ಘಾಡವಾದ ಪ್ರಶ್ನೆ. ಯಾವ ನೆನಪನ್ನು ಉಳಿಸಿಕೊಳ್ಳುವುದು, ಯಾವುದು? ಯಾವುದು ? ತಾಯಿಯ ಮಡಿಲಲ್ಲಿ ಈ ಪ್ರಪಂಚದ ಅರಿವಿನ ಹೊರತಾಗಿ ಬೆಚ್ಚಗಿದ್ದ ಆ ಕ್ಷಣಗಳನ್ನು ಉಳಿಸಿಕೊಳ್ಳುವ ಆಸೆ . ಈಗಲೂ ಮಗುವಾಗಿ ಉಳಿವಾಸೆ. ಆ ಮಧುರ ಕ್ಷಣಗಳಲ್ಲಿದ್ದ ನೆನಪುಗಳನ್ನು ಉಳಿಸಿಕೊಳ್ಳುವ ಆಸೆ. ತಾಯಿ ಮಡಿಲಿಗಿಂತ ಮಿಗಿಲಾದದ್ದು ಯಾವುದೂ ಇಲ್ಲ. ಪರಮೇಶ್ ಡಿ. ಜೋಳದ
ANCORA E’ PARTE DI ME NON SOLO E’ PARTE MA MI RISUONA COME FONDAMENTA E MODO DI GUARDARE GLI ALTRI IL MONDO È UNA MEMORIA, QUESTA, SI ESPANDESSE IN UNA VITA INTERA SAREBBE PER ME L’ESATTA IMMAGINE DELL’AMORE CHE DURA PER SEMPRE LEGGERO OVVIO NATURALE PROTETTIVO CAOTICO GIOCO
Le soir où Mickael est rentré dans mon cœur et dans ma vie
Family
Ca c’est passé un soir de septembre. Il est venu manger à la maison pour visiter ma chambre qu’il aillait louer. Puis après le repas je lui ai montré les carnets de voyages et les albums photos de mon enfance. Et je me suis rendu compte que mes sœurs avaient disparu Nous sommes descendu au bord du lac et nous avons discuté en regardant les étoiles Sur le chemin du retoure nos mains se sont touchées et depuis nous nous sommes jamais quitté
ASSEGUTS AL SOFÀ NA MARINA DEVALL UN BRAÇ EN JOSEF DEVALL L’ALTRE TOTS TRES ESTAM ABRACATS LLEGINT UN CONTE.
I MUST REMEMBER WHO I LOVE AND WHO LOVES ME
me and my mum on my 6th birthday before anyone else was awake She let me open on of my presents super early! It was like breaking every rule I’d ever known and made me feel special! It was new pyjamas and she let me to wear them straight away! A very small but poignant memory, forever cementing my special, unspoken, close relationship with my mum.
I don’t have any answers. If you ask me to think about my memories then I forget all of them or I think about then... and they are thoughts about memories not memories. Maybe I could remember a feeling. I’d like to remember
Feeling
OTAN GENNHQHKE O PETROS TO ASTERAKI POU GINETAI ASTERI TO ASTERAKI// TO ASTERI TO SWMA NA DONEITAI OLOKLHRO ME MIA TARACH SUQEMELH APO AUTES POU KANOUN TH MHTRA NA TREMEI NA SEIETAI H GH
THIS MOMENT
I WOULD NEVER THINK THAT ERASING WOULD BE A CHOICE A CHOICE A CHOICE WOULD BE TO REMEMBER TO RE-INTERPRET RE-CONSTRUCT RE-EDUCATE RE-IMPLEMENT RE-BIRTH an idea that will fight for a certain kind of balance and fairness beyond what the naked eye can see.
PAIDIKH ANEMELIA METAXU 4-6 CRONWN AISQHSH ELEUQERIAΣ EGW KAI TO SUMPAN NA AKOLOUQEI CWRIS NA ME EPHREAZEI
TOUS PERIPATOUS MOU STH FUSH
PONAD MOJE SIŁY
In my childhood when It’s difficult to know when memory begins and ends. I start to recall one, its sweet togetherness morphing into another moment nearby but not then, not there. How to circulate or define one moment or a memory in time when my memories are more story-poems of people and places. I settle on place, my memory/storytelling inner self flitting between togetherness and alone.
I played with my sisters with box at home and we slept tired and our parents picked us up to the bed.
I would never want to forget my mother. Above all nice experience I’ve had, I would never, ever want to forget my mother. Today is Lunar New Year day and it broke my heart for not being there with her. I never show my sadness to her especially on these days. I hate the idea of her knowing how empty the kid who chases after fancy dreams can feel.
Swimming with pilot whales in Tenerife, isla de Canarias
Mother and baby I was fortunate to video them.
What a lovely day!
Poter cancellare i moment “bui” della mia vita sarebbe come cancellare gran parte della mia vita stessa del mio essere “io”come persona il ricordo della mia amica del cuore che ormai non c’è più, delle nostre risate e della sua voce allegra sempre pronta ad incoraggiarmi.
DOVER SCHEGLIERE MI PORTA A NON VOLER SCEGLIERE OGNI SINGOLO ISTANTE COME NON POTER DIVENIRE MADRE HA COSTRUITO L’INTRICATO LABIRINTO DEL MIO ESSERE
NON POSSO CANCELLARE ME
I remember my mother in the last years of her life, grabbing my hand every morning and putting it on her heart while saying:
Please, bring me back to the arms of my first love.
the time when I was driving back from the embassy I was questioning all my jigs and I lost control.
fat lips dad crying with napping
ABBEYs BIRTH warm skin
life changing soft eyes IMMENSE
shiny hairs
swimming with angel fish
at the Great Barrier Reef with Ian
Swimming in the pool in Spain when I figured out how to wake the water spin around my body and the feeling of it in my hair.
Staying under water for as long as possible and playing Red Hot Chili Peppers in my head.
Ich würde die Woche sein, in der ich eine Woche mit meinem besten Freund verbracht habe habe nicht vergessen Es war sehr lustig und Abenteuer mäßig
Ich habe daran gedacht dass ich meine Familie nicht vergessen will
Io che gioco con mio fratello nel mio salone di casa mia
Io ho tre anni Mia mamma cucina
OUR FIRST DATE NIGHT OUT WITH THE MAN I LOVE
THE FIRST TOUCH OF MY NEWBORN DAUGHTER’S SKIN ON MY SKIN
LIBERTAD LAS TRES
one memory to remember to remember WHO I AM It is the smell of flour and butter It is a hug so big PWV NA PERIGRAYW AKRIBWV AUTO POU ENIWSA OTAN AKOUSA THN ERWTHSH? MIA ANAMNHSH GIA NA MHN XECASW APO POU ERCOMAI, POIA EIMAI. H MHTERA MOU SUGKENTRWNEI SE MIA SKEYH OTI QA HQELA NA QUMAMAI APO EKEINH, APO MENA: MURWDIA APO ALEURI KAI BOUTHRO, AGKALIA MEGALH, FILIA, PROSTASIA, FRONTIDA, AGAPH, PROSFORA. MIA KARDIA TOSO MEGALH POU AN QUMAMAI EKEINH, DEN NOMIZW NA XECASW POIA EIMAI EGW.
τη θάλασσα μέσα μου
I would like to remember the moment from when I forget.
First day that I met Sumuthu
The day she left me at the airport
My student time
and the feeling that
school memor y
I’ll never meet her again and that pain and her last sight
my life my childhood
if possible I want to get back my childhood
I would like to retain the memory of the longing for a cool breeze when I got back after the protest against the gang raping of women by religious wing goons.
MOTHER. Without you, I would not need memory. With you, moments good and bad, sweet and bitter, true and false, are all memories that make memories be. Do I keep the memory of you drying my hair with a towel, or of you taking your first selfie with me, maybe the memories that hurt, physically, emotionally, or maybe it is a choice I cannot make, perhaps it has been made for me. Mother without you, memory would not be.
When I was pregnant, I work hard. Traveling, working, cooking, cleaning. When I go to bed at night time my daughter in my womb (inside my tummy) she struggle. I felt so much feeling, time gone and sadly moments come. I went hospital and she came to in my hand ver y soon. Same time when her head comes I felt so relax and cried. I want to keep my mind that memor y for ever.
BEING SPICY TUTUBOY
VIJEE
The most beautiful woman in our family The memory of being around the airport, where I will be waiting for my aunt to arrive from Abu Dhabi. Being among the crowd in the arrival hall, of the airport. Looking around all those people who are waiting for the loved ones, while I am overwhelmed to see my aunt.
I am S.K from Sri Lanka. My memory that I can’t forget is about my little sister. The form of my sister’s image I haven’t found out yet.
If I’m to forget all the memories and just to keep one, right now I will keep him on my mind. I call him ‘J’, and he is not my anyone. But we exist. So as long as I live I don’t want to forget the beautiful moments of our stor y, which hasn’t end yet... and which hasn’t sor ted yet.
It’s simple. I just want to remember that, I had goal to be an Actor. And probably I would like to remember my acting skills and studies as well. By the way I don’t like to erase my memory because everything I learned by my experience.
The Die De
birth
of Geburt
geboorte
van
my
daughter
meiner
Tochter
myn
dochter
Quando ripercorrere il momento vedo sempre da fuori, io e Nicky stavamo ancora nel letto a castello, lui sotto, io sopra. Stando in piedi papa’ arriva all’altezza della mia testa.. Buongiorno, buongiorno! Mi chiama: Francesco! Questa mattina mi sono svegliato presto! He used to wake me up singing always the same song. È il mio primo compleanno a due cifre!
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I ride on my father’s back I hold his old head with my little hands. I’m about 4 years old and a real child. I am loved and my world is changing ever yday. I am secure, troubled, giggly, silly, sad and frightened.
When I was a lot younger, I used to go to Filey in the Yorkshire coastline with my family. My father used to go with my grandparents
LA NOTTE CON LA PANCIA CON I NEI
and his siblings when they were growing up. It was always ever yone together and it was one of the few times ever yone was in one place. Now my grandparents have passed away, and my cousins all live lives of their own, Filey was, and for ever will be, a perfect memor y of my family, when ever yone was
together in one place.
اگر بخواهم تنها یک خاطره را دوست دارم خاطره،نگه دارم جایی باشد که در آن به دنیا ..آمدهام
I was ver y small around 7 years old, we stayed together, me, mon, dad, dadu, thakuma, pisi, kaku, appa and our cousin at a ver y big house. Our condition wasn’t well, but we all were together, I could almost hear the memor y. Now it’s just me, dad, mom and my sister. Dadu, thakuma, appa left us. Kaku doesn’t stay with us anymore. Pisi got married. I miss Thakuma, dadu and appa a lot. I still dream of that house when I dream anything. It was a home on rent, wasn’t beautiful but we were together. I would like to be born with this memor y in my next bir th.
One song of Sunil Shantha with Seeya. Just one. Just one.
හැම මතකයක්ම මට නැති උනොත්, මම සතුටු වෙනවා ඒ ගැන. ඒත් මට පරිස්සම් කරගන්න ඕන මට වැඩියෙන්ම ආදරය කරන අයගෙ මතකයන්.
In the woods, there is a pond. The wind blows elsewhere, the wind elsewhere is strong, but here it is calm. Hear just the rocking and swaying trees around, the leaves rustling, crick, creeking of the tall and skinnys. The water feels soft like silk, cold but crisp. Cleansing my body. I keep swimming, around and around, in the summertime, the dragonflies buzz by, and the ducklings hide in the reeds. The lily pods are thicker at the end, towards the left after jumping off the pontoon I roll onto my back, so that my ears and crown of my head are submerged - I hear the muffled sound of water and my limbs brushing through. I am in bliss. Nala is with me. She loves the water too. She wants to jump in again and again. Throw the stick again! She prays. We are both in the water together. Nala is swimming around me, she circles tightly around my body as I spin the opposite way. We are synchronised. Nala catches my splashes in her mouth. She eats the splashes. She is a water baby. Just like me. I hold her fur at the ruff of her neck, and she pulls me back to the shore. She takes care of me, as I take care of her. I love her. I love the water. Total bliss and harmony. Here I couldn’t be happier. In south Wales. The woods of Cold Hills.
רגע אחד זיכרון אחד שהייתי זיכרון של שמיים,רוצה לשמור זיכרון של,יפים וריח פחם באויר זיכרון,אש בוערת עם האדמה שלמה וחיה שמחה.של הגוף שלי .אין לי רגע ספציפי.ועצובה ביחד אולי אני צריכה,לא מצאתי רגע .יותר זמן אולי הרגע הזה עוד יגיע
Καλοκαίρι. Στο μεταξύ εικόνες που παρορμητικά έρχονται. Το φως πέφτει στα ματόκλαδα κ τα μάτια μου τρεμοπαίζουν στο άγγιγμά του. Στο κέντρο ένα τραύμα, που θα το ζω για το υπόλοιπο.
Aπόλυτη Aπογύμνωση
THIS MEMORY IS ABOUT ANOTHER PICTURE. A PICTURE, A PHOTOGRAPH I TOOK WITH MY LOVE ERICH. WE WERE IN ANTWERP VISITING THE PHOTOGRAPHY MUSEUM, AND AT THE END OF THE TOUR WE DECIDED TO TAKE A SNAPSHOT IN ONE OF THOSE MACHINES. WE KISSED PASSIONATELY, AND THAT IS STILL FOR ME THE KISS MOST LONGING AND LOVE I HAVE EVER SHARED, IN A CITY WHERE I STARTED WORKING PROFESSIONALLY AND I WORKED HARD. A KISS WITH HEARTS OPEN, THAT WE BOTH ALWAYS HAVE WITH US.
Me findo contigo en mi abrazo y deshago y el mundo se detiene y podría morir en ese instante y ya nada importa. Que se pare el tiempo. Tu y yo somos uno. Ese instante selvaje, mi cuerpo y tu cuerpo, mi calor, tu calor, mi aroma, tu odor, mi alma y la tuya fundidas vuelven a ser una. Las palabras no importan, el pasado no importa, estás aquí ahora conmigo, solo conmigo, vuelvo a ser parte de ti, el mundo se detiene y podría morir en este instante.
De herinneringen met mijn zus zou niet veingderen uit mijn verstand, hart en geest.
Op kerst Avond in duitsland rond om de kerstboom in 2018 met mijn opa, oma, mama papa en Ianthe. Toch mij Sam ons cadketje opende en er een neppe hertenkop uitkwam.
මට පිළිවෙල කියාදීපු කෙනා එක්ක ජීවත් වෙන්න පටන් ගන්නවා.
L’amour de lui vers moi, de
The most prettiest moment I had,
moi vers lui, de nous dans la
with my family ;
montagne, la mer, de nous dans
අම්මා, තාත්තා, අයියල දෙන්නා ; at the kitchen.
l’enfant qui devient, qui est nous,
I always like to memorise their smile
et qui nous interrogera de son
at whole time.
regard, lui.
එයාලගෙ හිනාව, විශේෂයෙන් තාත්තගෙ, මට
ඕන තියාගන්න
හැමදාම මගෙ ලස්සන මතකයන් අතර
මට බයයි ඒ දේ ගැන කොහෙ හරි ලියල තියන්න. මොකද ඒක කවද හරි නැති වෙලා යන බව මෙතනින් මම දන්න නිසා. අනිත් එක ජීවිතෙ වටිනාම දේ ඒක මගේ, මට වුණු නිසයි ඒක මට මේ විදිහට දැනෙන්නෙ. ඒක present කරලා නිධානෙ ගොඩ අරන් අනිත් කෙනෙක් ඒක විදලා ඒක නිර්වචනය කරල අගය කරලා සමාජෙ අතර බෙදල විසී කරලා නැති කර ගන්න මට වුවමනා නෑ. මොකද ඒකට, ඒ මතකෙට තවකෙනෙක් සම්බන්ධ නම් මට එයාගෙ අයිතිය පැහැර ගන්න බෑ.
Cette question fut dure. Cette seconde question fut belle. Dans ‘attente d’ un instant, je me suis demandé(e) si la première avait été difficile ou bien (en réalité) (maintenant) partie de moi. En réalité elle l’est. Puis la seconde, elle est seulement et simplement la beauté d’un monde sans frontière. L’une ou l’autre elle est le fruitde ce que j’ai construit. Elles sont traumatisme et vie. Merci pour cela. Nous n’attendons pas moins de cela. AVEC AMOUR.
ကြ်န္မ
၆
တန္း
ႏွစ္တုန္းက
ေက်ာင္းမွာ
မေပ်ာ္လို႕
ေန႔တ၀က္အိမ္ျပန္လာျပီး ျခံထဲက ေတြ
ဒန္းေလး လိပ္ျပာေလးေတြ
ေပၚမွာ
ထိုင္ျပီး
ၾကည္႔ေနတုန္း
ပန္းေလး အေမ
က
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