Writer Between Worlds

Soulful writing about humans and places

Category: Culture

  • Ancient words of counsel?

    “It may be said that every individual man and all men in common aim at a certain end which determines what they choose and what they avoid. This end, to sum it up briefly, is HAPPINESS AND ITS CONSTITUENTS. (…) We may define happiness as prosperity combined with virtue; or as independence of life; or…

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  • Path through my childhood

    I walked the winding path today around the apartment buildings right through my childhood.   Everything smelled the same. The big white lilies gave off a fragrance of early evening, the sunset was in its incipient stages. The heat bearable, like me.   Summer petering out.   I leapt from one slab of stone to…

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  • My feline challenge

    The lascivious cat in the dimly lit window, first floor, across the small garden. Its stare nonchalant, immovable, intent, drills into me all the important questions about who and why and what am I going to do about everything.   I have a very distinct feeling the cat and I have been facing off on…

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  • Home

    I walked the winding path today around the apartment buildings right through my childhood.   Everything smelled the same. The big white lilies gave off a fragrance of early evening, the sunset was in its incipient stages. The heat bearable, like me.   Summer petering out.   I leapt from one slab of stone to…

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  • The heart of summer

    “The morning is full of storm in the heart of summer. The clouds travel like white handkerchiefs of good-bye, the wind, traveling, waving them in its hands. The numberless heart of the wind beating above our loving silence. Orchestral and divine, resounding among the trees like a language full of wars and songs. (…) Her…

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  • Toni Erdmann – A Must See

    Toni Erdmann, which has just opened in Germany, is a bizarre independent film that will make you embrace Romania with all you’ve got, and which also manages to lampoon the trappings of corporate life just the right amount. (The impossible loneliness, the ridiculous helplessness of wrestling with a dress that’s too tight amidst the barren luxury…

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  • Garmisch sites, Kramer Wandergebiet

    It’s official! Spring is coming. Sweating through our mountain gear Sunday, 06.12.15 in Garmisch – Grasberg Hütte. Copyright photographs: Andreea Sepi, 2015. (Limited series prints available for sale in 30×40 cm frame format, with high-quality passepartout and different color aluminium frames. EUR89,00.)

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  • Thought of the day

    “His conclusion was that things were not always what they appeared to be. The cub’s fear of the unknown was an inherited distrust, and it had now been strengthened by experience. Thenceforth, in the nature of things, he would possess an abiding distrust of appearances. He would have to learn the reality of a thing…

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  • Thought of the day

    “The willingness to change one’s identity, or at least add a second identity – perhaps one of the most painful psychological experiences humans can encounter but also one of the most liberating – is shaped first and foremost by the willingness of the host culture to accept the immigrant into the community. As long as…

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  • November medley

    Copyright photography: Andreea Sepi 2015. (Limited series prints available for sale in 30×40 cm frame format, with high-quality passepartout and different color aluminium frames. EUR89,00.)

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  • Lago di Garda – Italia, 2015

    Motto:  “To have experienced beauty.” Copyright photos: Andreea Sepi 2015. (BW Photos on street corner belong to art photographer Luciano Bonacini: www.lucianobonacini.com)

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  • De sub nicovală

    raportez. aşa se vede lumea de aici. patul conjugal scârţâie. din pricina unui felinar stradal pironit în ochi, n-am mai văzut de mult cerul. ah, progresul! acum am aprins ochiul interior. (dar oare se cade? chiar vrei să vezi câmpul de luptă, măcelăririle? în fine, ai vrut să ştii.) ce facem noi? noi ce să…

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