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Pas de Deux 1968
reality dissolves into something unnameable with pas de deux. light and shadow entwined, a fluid essence transcending form. neither bound by time nor constrained by form, this is no mere dance, but an invocation of a necessity as old as existence itself: the need to transcend the self, to break free of one’s solitary essence and merge with another. this is where boundaries blur, where individuality unravels, and deux become a singular, infinite whole. it is not a fleeting moment…
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The Man Who Sleeps 1974
to want nothing. just to wait, until there is nothing left to wait for. to let yourself be carried along by the crowds, and the streets. to follow the gutters, the fences, the water's edge. to walk the length of the embankments, to hug the walls. to waste your time. to be without desire, or resentment, or revolt. in the course of time your life will be there in front of you: a life without motion. without crisis, without disorder,…
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Emilie Muller 1993
when you cross someone out of your life, you cross out a part of your life as well. life itself makes everything to separate people.
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when it was over, emilie muller captivated me with the elegance of its simplicity. in just twenty minutes, it reveals how the essence of what we say is less important than how we say it. simple phrases, fleeting moments—yet when shared with the right one, they awaken something long concealed. this might seem like…Translated from by -
