Writer Between Worlds

Soulful writing about humans and places

Category: Culture

  • Thought of the day

    “Sufletul omului se aruncă în dezordine pe sine însuși mai cu seamă când devine, atât cât stă în puterea lui, un abces și, ca să zic așa, o excrescență a lumii; a-și arăta nemulțumirea față de unul din evenimentele care au loc înseamnă o distanțare de natură, în care sunt conținute ca părți toate naturile…

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  • Thought of the day

    “Te lași influențat de impresiile care vin din afară? Oferă-ți un răgaz pentru a învăța ceva bun și încetează să te mai lași purtat de colo-colo. Trebuie să te ferești totuși de o altă rătăcire: căci proști sunt cei care, chiar datorită acțiunilor lor, sunt obosiți de viață și cei care nu au niciun scop…

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  • Romanian sights 2017

    Romanian sights and experiences 2017

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  • Italy. 15 hours near Pisa

    Italy. 15 hours near Pisa

    To even consider a 15-hour drive (round trip) for a measly 15 waking hours in Italy, you must be pretty desperate. Not only did we consider it, we actually went. Three weeks of winter in the month of May, all hell breaking loose at work and a nasty throat infection did it. We wanted Italy.…

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  • The Sacred and the Profane

    “Just as a modern man’s habitation has lost its cosmological values, so too his body is without religious or spiritual significance. In a summary formula we might say that for the nonreligious men of the modern age, the cosmos has become opaque, inert, mute; it transmits no message, it holds no cipher. The feeling of…

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  • Quotes of the Day

    “When one tries to rise above Nature one is liable to fall below it. The highest type of man may revert to the animal if he leaves the straight road of destiny. (…) There is danger there – a very real danger to humanity. Consider, Watson, that the material, the sensual, the worldly would all…

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  • Winter

    So the snow comes down from the sky through an invisible sieve hissing.   All birds have gone – the muzzled silence the night’s only sound. Homes sleeping.   Frayed blankets of white alight from radiant indigo clouds; solitude bites into them and they are unraveled.

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  • Arrival: The Gift of Language (A Film Review)

    Is time really linear and sequential like our writing? Or could it be, for a more advanced awareness, circular: a spherical sum of simultaneities? When past and future become perceptible and intertwined, is the present any more tangible than the emotion of a flashback or the knowledge of a glimpse forward? Is a vision, a…

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  • O carte

    lumina slabă a unui felinar picură coniac pe o mână de frunze lucioase în rest, doar glasul răguşit şi distant al unui radiou străbate bezna bezna asta groasă şi caldă ca o plăcintă apetisantă cu cremă, sâmburele de dinăuntrul pralinei e rotund şi tare mi se rostogoleşte în gură, în jurul limbii, ca odinioară săruturile…

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  • Revisiting the Stoics

    Well, you know what they say, some things never change. Anxious, dissatisfied, relationship not going well? So what else is new? I’ve recently come across the following, from Epictetus: “There are things which are within our power, and there are things which are beyond our power.” (…) “Within our power are opinion, aim, desire, aversion,…

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  • Walk, sadness, walk!

    I took my sadness for a walk. I walked it right out of the park, past the tram stops and onto the streets flooded with the slow, hesitant steps of old age.   I walked and walked and walked it out of my body. Then I walked some more with it like one walks with…

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