A minha vida num Psi...

Agosto 13 2010

Onde estás?

Fui-me embora.

Mas respondes-me! Onde estás?

Fui, mas fiquei nos teus sonhos.

Mas, os sonhos são meus! Sou tudo... eu em tudo.

Eu em ti... tu em mim.

Fico contigo em mim. Não tenho escolha. Por que nunca esqueci.

Publicado por Larissa às 23:01

Dear Lara,

I see your number of views has gone up quite a bit, considering you hardly ever feed your blog. However, no new comments other than mine for quite some time. Rather interesting, these silent voyeuristic impulses. That's blogs for you. Anyway, as an excuse for a little break from my work and your most likely intricate thesis, allow me to engage some more in "activating your ego", supposing you actually have the time to read this and the disposition to enjoy it.

To think that mine will be the first comment on this...Your blog really is a case-study of under-nurturing! I have commented on other texts first but this is perhaps the one I feel deserves a closer look.

The idea that events and people that happen to us are integrated by us, become us and are carried around by us is central to my world view. As is the idea that we are also the impact we have on others and any event or change we somehow bring about (which is to say we are infinite.)

I believe the content of your prose poem resonates within all of us. It is, so to speak, universal. There’s this fullness to it…It works quite well in terms of engaging the reader. Just like a theory paper, the more general it is, the more interesting its results. Likewise, the more a theory paper narrows in on a very particular problem, the weaker and less relevant it becomes (I should underline the word "theory" here)..

Now, when I read the last sentence, I cannot help feeling that your “Porque nao me esqueci” could be pushed further, stretched, taken to the limit. It certainly would, were I the one writing on this, both for the sake of my sensibility and that of the afore mentioned universality.

See how you feel about this:
“Because I have not forgotten, because you happened to me.”
Or better yet:
“Because I have not forgotten. Because, had I forgotten, you (still) happened to me.”

It happened, it changed us, regardless of our recollections of it. Indeed, things and people we remember are not the only ones that leave an imprint on us. When it comes to what and whom leaves its greatest imprints on us, we should beware of relying too much on our memory. Hence the interest of some in tools such as hypnosis.

To be sure, this is your blog, your space, your sensibility, your right to personalize as much as you want, to write about any particular thing in your mind. I hope you do not take it the wrong way that I dare suggest what I consider to make this written work of yours all the more interesting, with an extra edge to it.

Hope you enjoyed this small and opinionated intermission in your hard –albeit “loved”, as you put it-- labours. Take care,
Peter Townsend a 2 de Junho de 2011 às 16:47

O modo como eu vejo o mundo... Tão condicionado como o de qualquer outra pessoa.
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