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Get bored for a while

Take time for your thoughts. Put everything aside for a moment. Get bored for a while. What comes to your mind first? What do you want to do?

Try a bit of Zeno's Paradox and be like an arrow.

After all, the flying arrow stands.

Imagine one moment at one point. These points form the flight path. But the point is dimensionless, so movement is not possible there. The past and the future are actually a group of these points. You can remember them or you need to plan them.

You can only experience the one current point.

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Canvas painting with story.

You can scream but it doesn't mean you will be heard.

There is a barrier between us.

It doesn't matter how many words I use, if it sounds wise or if it's a child's explanation. It doesn't matter how loud it is.

Everyone can let whatever they want through their barrier. Maybe even what he doesn't want.

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Canvas painting with story, 500x700mm, based on the winter story from my grandma´s funeral.

I breathe, I have two hands, I walk, I am. And tomorrow I will too. My favorite things are in my house, on my touched table.

I don't even think about it.

I don't perceive a break from the assumption of my experienced own'' order,this is the way it is''. I don't think that should change.

Sound signal. Hospital wheels. Death.

One moment at the funeral captivated me. It keeps coming back to me. We are waiting for my aunt. Can she be at the cemetery at 1:00 p.m., arrive from the Vienna airport, before they close the casket? The last farewell.

12:59 p.m.

I am standing at the end of the covered area in front of the house of mourning, on the axis of the open door to the funeral hall. The floor reminds me of Carrara marble. The far half of the room is elevated by two steps. In the middle, a square protrusion stretches towards the room, the place for the coffin. The coffin is placed on the axis, in the center of the stone protrusion. I can see two columns on the sides in the background. Curtains on each side. This centered composition is framed by a distinctive door frame. Amazing symmetry. Symmetry, assumption of order. The symmetry is perfect. It is clearly given. A moment in which my mind stops and perceives only harmony that cannot be disturbed.

But this very moment is collapsing. A car arrives, a figure runs out, not turning to anyone. Thrilling joy, unreal happiness and real sadness.

The symmetry is shattered. The left side will be filled with endless sorrow, suffering. On the middle of the coffin, on icy hands, a figure falls with the desire for the last touch. At the same time, grief will also fall. It's not far from his neck. The love of the last touch is accompanied by relief.

She made it. The casket is closing.