Reflection
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The Art of Belonging – reflection on the NSU summer school
Is it possible to define the sense of belonging that is more than simply the addition of the parts, that does not erase philosophical loneliness but gives it a place and makes you regard it as a strength?
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On the Frustration & the Beauty of Repetition
As a child I thought I despised repetition. Little did I know that I actually loved it, and practiced it. Just not at school.
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Reflection on Japanese Prayer
I’m hardly proficient in Japanese, nor do I know everything about its history – although to have read some books especially to prepare me for this trip has been a good thing. But I can say I love the rhythm that envelops everything, the sounds in the street, the ‘gozaimas’ everywhere you go. There seems…
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How to respond to the horror of #Paris?
It is still too early to know exactly what happened, who what where and perhaps the most important question: why? What is clear is that something terrible has happened. Response from all over the world is pouring in, and besides the initiatives where the people from Paris open their doors for stranded fellow-Parisians to find…
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Reflection on Birdman and the reality and/of art
Winner of four Oscars, and some of my favourite actors in it (Edward Norton, Naomi Watts). Enough to go and watch this film, right? Or perhaps it is the subtitle of the film that made me go and see it… In any case a movie that is worth watching: “Birdman: or the unexpected virtue of ignorance“.…
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On ‘The Imitation Game’
Some things leave you speechless. With a single tear coming down my cheek I left the cinema tonight. This doesn’t happen very often. But then again, the lives of awkward extraordinary people don’t get made into a movie very often.
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Sometimes…
Only sometimes you realise everything is linked, comes together. It’s such a powerful feeling, to see how a poem you learned by heart when you were a mere thirteen years old, the epigraph of a master thesis, a quoted sentence on the first page of my final work in high school – all relates, comes…
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Kindness – A glimpse of Hungary
Those who travel to places they do not call home, have at least one thing to occupy themselves with: expanding the very few experiences they have in the specific continent/country/city/area and generalizing them into infinity. As I’m travelling in Hungary at the moment, I’ll do the same. It’s all I can do, faced with the…