Letter to an absent friend (Saturday, May 23, 2015)

Dear friend, Thank you for your last letter although it never got to me. Postal services in this country are a mess, I know. I’m just sad that your letter will probably never be read. Or maybe it has already been read, and that unknowing reader wondered at your beautiful handwriting and the meaninglessness of […]

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Throb, twitch and pant

The beginning of a song, or generally speaking, the sudden appearance of sound, makes your eardrum twitch because the first sound that touches it is different from the silence that was before. When you run your muscles twitch in order to produce movement. When you speak your speaking organs have continuous twitches in order to distinguish sounds one from the other. When you write the muscles of your fingers twitch in order to distinguish a letter from the previous and the following one. When somebody wants to frighten you it is enough to produce a strong sound preceded by a long silence or to appear suddenly into an empty space or into your visual field. Apparently, when you are not prepared you are aware only of what happens before and after the twitch. Silence and the song has already begun, rest and the run has already begun, blank and the letter has already appeared on paper. Great things happen in our absence.

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