Novi_sad

Subconscious raindrops dissolve brain’s hills. Wings are twitching and the bicycle is still innocent. A metastasizing tumor is fairly mobile, and a surgeon’s knife can’t get out all of the cells… We are infinitely small, indeed.

And there are the birds, bopping and tossing against the agitations of human bodies and their detritus. This detritus creates a gorgeous angle with the wings twitching. The one who knows the cos of this angle encapsulates and crystallises the minimalistic ethic of life. Like somebody who is taking care of himself, when he hurts, by pain him…

Could the subsonic vastness disconnect us from this irrelevant reality? Yes, this is why ”watching” for a musician means that he ”makes the others to watch”.

Ottorino Respighi used a gramophone recording of a nightingale in his 1924 symphonic poem ”The Pines of Rome”. Almost fifty years later the Finnish composer Einojuhani Rautavaara used the same technique (with tape) for the birdsong in his Cantus Arcticus. We might be able to get against this ruminating beast, this insatiable and indefatigable lip…

Recently, Marin Soljacic and his colleagues used magnetic resonance coupling to power a 60-watt light bulb. Tuned to the same frequency, two 60-centimeter copper coils can transmit electricity over a distance of two meters, through the air and around an obstacle. Wireless light is already true.

Unplug the universe!

His desperation was exploding with a memorable sensitivity followed by fireworks. She spent her life like the lightning conductor accepts the thunderbolt. The universe will have been unplugged and they will love each other. Equivalent to this, is staring to the sun without sunglasses or swimming naked.

The sun in Athens is always happy… and just this.

Evacuate the authorities!