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Saturday, October 16, 2004

 
16 Ekim 2004 Cumartesi

A?kim! My sweet Dilek full of power…

Today I went walking to Nermin’s house, I wanted to test my knee and to loose some dozen grams, the test was successful, I think the knee will be completely ok in some days…Thanks Allah J I can – as you saw on the way to the airport, drive without pains. Uh lala, I don’t have to complain! It is very hot today. One is yearning for the green now. I collected some seeds: melek (-roots), tütün and one unknown flower, and throw it on our grounds….

Just now I took a film about Derrida on arte (arthhhhhe!). He is yew from Cezair and he’s gay. He was talking about circumcision, very interesting (the first claim of society on you before you are able to have your own will and decision….) We will watch it.

Tonight: football time! I think for Arif and Bulut too. Have a nice and relaxing weekend, my precious. I kiss you from the depth of my soul
Yours
Tomte

posted by Thomas 7:17 AM

 
16 Ekim 2004 Cumartesi

A?kim! My sweet Dilek full of power…

Today I went walking to Nermin’s house, I wanted to test my knee and to loose some dozen grams, the test was successful, I think the knee will be completely ok in some days…Thanks Allah :-) I can – as you saw on the way to the airport, drive without pains. Uh lala, I don’t have to complain! It is very hot today. One is yearning for the green now. I collected some seeds: melek (-roots), tütün and one unknown flower, and throw it on our grounds….

Just now I took a film about Derrida on arte (arthhhhhe!). He is yew from Cezair and he’s gay. He was talking about circumcision, very interesting (the first claim of society on you before you are able to have your own will and decision….) We will watch it.

Tonight: football time! I think for Arif and Bulut too. Have a nice and relaxing weekend, my precious. I kiss you from the depth of my soul
Yours
Tomte

posted by Thomas 7:10 AM


Friday, October 08, 2004

 
in Istanbul roads are rain washed away, I want less rain more song.

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posted by dLine 8:48 AM

 
in Istanbul roads are washed away by rain, I want less rain more song...

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posted by dLine 8:26 AM


Saturday, April 10, 2004

 
"Good times are coming
I hear it everywhere I go
Good times are coming
But they're sure coming slow."

By Neil Young

Isn't it nice ?

Dilek.

posted by dLine 4:16 PM


Thursday, January 29, 2004

 
Dilekcim!!
I am sitting in Antalya, waiting to come HOME.
Lots of rain and a bit of blushing sunset.
See you soon my love
Buhi
posted by Thomas 7:54 AM


Sunday, October 26, 2003

 


"He cares about remains of freedom. He sticks at love. Hesitating"
posted by Thomas 3:58 AM


Sunday, October 19, 2003

 
16 Ekim 2003 Perþembe
Two days ago the Turkish embassy in Baghdad has been bombed, just one week after the parliament in Ankara gave green light to a mission of Turkish soldiers in Iraq. We must fight against terrorism, this is the usual statement of governments, repeated for two years now like a litany. But violence is always creating violence, isn’t it?
The occupation forces are treating us like animals, Iraqi people state. Quite to preview that they will resist to invaders, I think. But what are human doing to other human?

As I’m writing this the well known roaring of Ali’s mobylette approaches. As every morning Ali brings bread and newspaper. I need to write some words about him. Ali is our site-worker, he cuts meadows and trees, fills and empties the pool, fixes lamps and pipes and everything which doesn’t work properly. But he will also post your letters, fetch yoðurt, chocolate or milk at the market, climb the rooftop to repair your chimney or cut a hole down the terrace to make your basement less humid. Is there anything Ali can’t do? He really is our right hand. We couldn’t do without him.
Ali is a pure Anatolian guy, he lives in a small house on top of the hill with his family and works hard for their and his life, nevertheless his smile’s like the promise of a nice day to come.
Walking down the dusty road we see the red mobylette in front of the coffee-house. Coming home late at night we prick up our ears: Weren’t there the coughing explosions of Ali’s engine creeping up the killing site road? What says wise king Süleyman? “Let’s go to the countryside and stay in the villages!”




In one of our favorite books of these days, “Dictionary of the Khazars” by Milorad Pavic – Ljubica sent it to us from Belgrade – a devil utters to Avram Brankovich: “For those who hate one another are not the problem in this world. They always resemble one another. Enemies are always similar, or become so with time, for they could not be enemies otherwise. It is those who actually differ among themselves who pose the greatest danger to devils. They long to meet one another, because their differences do not bother them.....”
I am quite sure this Iblis would approve Slavoj Zizek’s analysis of latest developments in the USA: “ In a similar way most of the fighters for freedom, even the liberals, seem to be infected by a strange dialectic: they fight with such a commitment against antidemocratic fundamentalism that finally freedom and democracy themselves are menaced; with such passion they try to prove that non-Christian fundamentalism is being the main danger for freedom that they cut our independent and emancipated ways of life here and now. In this situation a strange confrontation takes place, because as the “terrorists” try to bomb our world to ashes for a better one to come our warriors for freedom are ready to destroy our own democratic way of life. What seems self-salvation for the ones turns to self-destruction for the others....”


posted by Thomas 8:21 AM


Wednesday, October 01, 2003

 

posted by Thomas 1:58 AM

 


Dilekcim! a late dance for your birthday, but you're dancing better
love
buhi
posted by Thomas 1:56 AM


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