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Inca astept the next big thing dupa internet .

the biggest thing pentru mine ar fi ca oamenii să-şi reducă nevoile şi să trăiască ecologic. să prefere cîntatul la un instrument spartului de seminţe la colţ de stradă, şi lipsa găştilor de vigilante locali care îţi sparg faţa dacă nu eşti ca ei. alt big thing ar fi ca relaţiile interumane să devină mai consistente, în defavoarea calculelor de genul: sunr drăguţ cu tine, că poate mă poţi ajuta mîine.

un amic din cehia mi-a trimis un film de carl e. brown, regizor de film experimental. mă uit şi îi spun că acum caut edificiul pe care să-l proiectez, edificiu care ar face bine să nu fie cu totul plat, ci cu ceva nişe , pilaştri, pentru ca efectul distorsionant să vină din ambele părţi, de la imagine spre suprafaţă şi dinspre suprafaţa de proiecţie spre imagine. îi spun că totuşi nu caut o suprafaţă chiar atît de scobită ca un templu indian, pentru că în acele sinusuri adînci ale pietrei imaginea s-ar rătăci şi s-ar scurge la baza templului, în bălţi de culoare indiscernabilă. îi spun că mă gîndesc la o peşteră din herculane, unde cu o ocazie am aterizat noaptea şi după cîteva beri, în lipsa unei lanterne, am urcat nu se ştie cum pînă la peşteră unde ne-am instalat cortul numai cu lanternele mobilelor. dimineaţa am găsit un scorpion micuţ sub cort, amorţit de o noapte nu prea confortabilă sub greutatea a 3 oameni. îl mai am şi acum pe undeva, presat între paginile unei cărţi.

şi cehul îmi povesteşte.

i am just glad you didn’t pick “postojnska jama” in slovenia http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Postojnska_jama … despite it has a “room” called “The Concert Hall, known for its exceptional acoustics, has sufficient space for 10,000 people. Symphony orchestras, octets, and a variety of soloists perform here.” in that cave i had to go through a quite traumatic experience, so i wouldn’t be able to cherish c. e. b. projection there probably… instead of perceiving the projection, i would certainly be trapped in flashbacks cinema projected inside my head… some years ago, while hitchhiking in slovenia i stoped a guy from ljubljana who was going to his croatian cottage (at the sea)… his daughter was hitchhiking in netherlands at that time, he said… and he himself was a passionate hitchhiker when being younger, he said too… so he was in a mood not only to give me a ride, but to provide hitchhiking services above standard… first he got an idea to show me some castle, but it was closed already… so next on the way was postojnska jama… we arrived there, it was still open, we came to the cash desk, he bought one ticket, gave it to me and said: go there alone, i have seen it several times, i will wait for you on the surface… as i was expecting we will go in the cave both, i didnt mind to leave my bag with most of the money, passport etc etc etc in his car… but his unexpected move completely changed the whole situation… i remember i just casted a penetrating gaze into his eyes asking if he will really wait for me… he was slightly confused by the question, said: of course… then a cave tour guide started to urge i should hurry up to join “the expedition” (we arrived there last minute before last expedition of the days was supposed to start)… so, i just mindlessly sat in some little train (viz pic on wiki) and without passport etc etc etc i rode under ground in slovenia… the tour lasted about an hour and all i could think about was just fabricating some reasonable stories to cover up on the czech embassy that i was robbed in a such a stupid way… anyway, the “thrilling” story has a “crappy” happy end… when i came out of postojnska jama, the guy was still there… he felt a bit offended that i thought he might escape with all my belongings… i explained to him i had my passport etc in his car… etc etc etc… this “existential” episode befriended us… i spend few days on his cottage at the sea in croatia… then he took me to his frinds in istrija where we spend also few pleasant days… and then he gave me a ride to italian border… so, all-in-all it was a fine part of the trip, but postojnska jama intro was too traumatic… so, i very much appreciate you picked băile herculane

pentru mine asta e civilizaţie, să poţi înţepa şi să nu o faci, să poţi simţi o bucurie diabolică că ai fraierit şi să-i rezişti. civilizaţia nu e iphone sau mîncatul cu mîna vs. mîncatul cu furculiţa, ci a avea încredere în oameni. şi nu pentru că eşti un naiv, ci pentru că chiar ai motive să ai încredere în ei. nu spun cu asta că la ei e totul roz. am dat doar o idee.