{"id":10,"date":"2006-01-26T23:35:36","date_gmt":"2006-01-26T21:35:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sarah.constantvzw.org\/?p=10"},"modified":"2006-01-26T23:35:36","modified_gmt":"2006-01-26T21:35:36","slug":"of-the-forest","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sarah.constantvzw.org\/of-the-forest\/","title":{"rendered":"of the forest"},"content":{"rendered":"
She once said that i came from the forest.
\nAnd when she said that i knew how true it had been, all along.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“It is something like this: I, an animal of the forest, was at that time barely in the forest; I lay somewhere in a muddy hollow (muddy only as a consequence of my being there, naturally); and then I saw you out there in the open, the most wonderful thing I’d ever seen; I forgot everything; I forgot myself totally, I got up, came closer, anxious to be secure in this freedom that was new though familiar; I approached even closer, came to you, you were so good, I huddled near you, as though I had the right, I placed my face in your hand, I was so happy, so proud, so free, so powerful, so much at home – and yet, at bottom, I was only the animal, I’d always belonged to the forest alone, and if I was living here in the open it was only by your grace… It couldn’t last… I saw more and more clearly what a sordid pest, what a clumsy obstacle I was for you in every respect… I recalled who I was; in your eyes I read the end of illusion; I experienced the fright that is in dreams (acting as though one were at home in the place where one didn’t belong), I had that fright in reality itself; I had to return to the darkness, I couldn’t bear the sun any longer, I was desperate, really, like a stray animal, I began to run breathlessly; constantly the thought, “If only I could take her with me!” and the counterthought “Is it ever dark where she is?” \/ You ask me how I live: that is how I live.”<\/p>\n
Franz Kafka, Briefe an Milena.<\/i>
Thanks to Peter Steeves,
for his beautiful talk Monkey See<\/i><\/p>\n
And i love all the differences she makes.<\/p>\n
And so it happens that so soon after i turned my back to an old forest i find myself in the middle of the impressive ancient forest of the redwoods. Will you come and visit this forest\/world, sweet amoureuse<\/i>?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" She once said that i came from the forest. And when she said that i knew how true it had been, all along. “It is something like this: I, an animal of the forest, was at that time barely in the forest; I lay somewhere in a muddy hollow (muddy only as a consequence of … Continue reading “of the forest”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[6],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sarah.constantvzw.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sarah.constantvzw.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sarah.constantvzw.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sarah.constantvzw.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sarah.constantvzw.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/sarah.constantvzw.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sarah.constantvzw.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sarah.constantvzw.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sarah.constantvzw.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nNot the forest was left behind, but the world became forest.
\nIt is Maria who made me see all of this<\/a>.<\/p>\n