Another excerpt from Identity by Milan Kundera. Well, when I read the book there were some parts I really felt like sharing, and so when I get the time I share them, *grinz*, anyways hope you enjoy. This is a letter to the gal from her secret admirer.
“…your heels tapping on the pavement make me think of the roads I have never travelled, that stretch away like the boughs of a tree. You have reawakened the obsession of my early youth: I would imagine life before me like a tree. I used to call it the tree of possibilities. We see life that way for only a brief time. Thereafter, it comes to look like a track laid out once and for all, a tunnel one can never get out of. Still the old specter of the tree stays with us in the form of an ineradicable nostalgia. You have made me remember that tree, and in return, I want to pass you its image, have you hear its enthralling murmur”
The tunnel and the tree of possibilities with its enthralling murmur, *smiles*, do think about it. Share your thoughts. Thanks.
As for me I don’t mind the tunnel but right now the tree of possibilities is so much more enthralling.
P.S. the trees in this image may not be under focus but the colors are what makes this image really beautiful for me
I seem to remember meeting a certain friend "OG" that i believe just might have opened up that tree of possibilities.... I really like this, makes you think ~s
ReplyDeletesomeone sent me this :)
ReplyDelete"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."
- Anais Nin