fireweed (northern_wind) wrote,

"About twenty years ago, I carved "Mi Querencia" into a weathered piece of oak, and nailed it to the front of my home. It is Spanish, relatively obscure, and not easily defined. Loosely, it describes a place in your heart, a place that generates a sense of safety and security, but a place that is in fact, neither safe, nor secure. An example occurs during the last few minutes of a bullfight. The bull, after being prodded and taunted, will trot around the ring, and then just stop. He will stand still there in the ring, at that spot, because for no particular reason, he feels safe, and protected. Likewise, cattle, when allowed to roam and graze, will pick a spot that gives them a "sense" of security. In reality, the chosen spot is no more secure than anywhere else, but it "feels" right."

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    гайз, а кто знает в Москве некриворукого мастера ремонтирующего ноуты? мопед не мой

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    У Моэма в "Of Human Bondage" есть поэт-неудачник Кроншоу, который дарит герою небольшой персидский ковер, объясняя что жизнь человека похожа на узор…

  • (no subject)

    А есть ли у вас среди знакомых люди в возрасте 18-30 лет, которые всерьез заинтересованы в сознательном шоппинге? Сдают старый шмот в переработку…

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