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2008-05-12, 21:29 | parašė: Vikencija

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Man gera lietuje. Patinka garsai, kuriuos jis skleidžia, patinka, kaip didinant greitį, jo lašai vis stipriau mušasi į Leo priekinį stiklą, o valytuvas lyg pašėlęs laksto į šalis. Patinka lietaus kvapas. Atrodo, įkvėpiu jo pilnus plaušius, bet niekaip neužtenka.

Pamenu, tą naktį irgi lijo. Tu sakei, kad dievini žaibą. Ir liepei man būtinai slėptis po skėčiu. Lyg mažai mergaitei. Paklusau. Negaliu pamiršti tavo…

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An autumn of God’s children

2006-11-14, 23:15 | parašė: Vikencija


An autumn of God’s children


The strongest ones, who were chosen to survive and tell…


It is cold… As far as I remember, it has been cold all the time since we started. Maybe it’s autumn? Most likely: the trees are already completely bold, just some rotten leaves are still on the pavement – you have to be careful not to slip…


I wonder what the weather is like in Rwanda now? Nigeria? Sudan? Chad? Or in the country, that at this very moment struggles for a status of a democratic republic – Congo? What the weather is like in those countries I’ve been ”living” in all these days? Do those people I’ve seen in pictures know what autumn means? Or maybe now they are washing the hot summer sand of their feet… those, who survived and those, who are close to them to tell their stories.



It’s already a second week day-to-day, minute-to-minute we are bombarded with images. One of them lasts only a few seconds, the others – few hours. However, some of them are as burned marks in your head – they leave the room with you, you eat lunch together and they follow you on the pavement, decorated with autumn leaves…


There were some moments I just wanted to stand up and scream: ”No more!” There were too many of those burned marks in my head to understand that these images are not just pictures on screen or walls or just pages in magazines – this is something that is actually happening, there are real people behind the images!



 VULTURE, by Kevin Carter



Is this picture, one of those burned ones, talks only about the child? ”No, of course not!” Child. Vulture. Desert. Famine. His parents. Africa. Reality. Apprehension.


Anyone could continue this endless list for hours. However, I want to stay with the people – people in the pictures and those, who press the button of the photo camera.



”We were chosen by God, as who’d else be able to survive this?” with every day of these two weeks these words, once told to me by an African man, seem to be more and more true.


The look of Western world to Africa has been always the same – one of horror, disbelief that such things could happen on God’s land and one of sympathy. There were moments when Western world pretended not to hear the cry of help, coming from the ”black” continent, and turned their backs to people in need just because they were too far away. Now the times have changed – the voice of Africa is heard and, sometimes more, sometimes less, but everyone is aware of what the situation there is.


However, the sympathy is so strong that sometimes it hides the good things: those personalities that once where knocked down on a hot sand of Sahara, today stand up with dignity and courage in order to fight for their lives in such conditions that are incomprehensible for the biggest part of this world.


These two weeks from time to time I wanted to scream, as I needed hope. Because I knew that in the flood of horror, violence and constant pain there’s so much hope and faith, for which African people should be praised. Sadly, today the screens of our presentations (no matter either in classes or in the media) are still filled with their tragedies rather than bravery.



On the other hand, the world needs to know the tragedy, in order we could appreciate bravery.


Don’t those, who dare to pack their backpacks and leave the comfortable life in the Western world to document the horror in conflict or war zones, deserve a tribute too? Maybe no? World’s most famous war photographer, James Nachtwey once told sometimes he feels as a vampire with photo camera, that is always hungry for blood.



By James Nachtwey


What should have James Nachtwey done in this situation? Drop his camera and try to save the person, or carry on with his job? The very moment he drops his camera and starts helping the guy, the human inside him wins over a cold professional – some would say. However, I join those bloodied vampires and bow my head other those, who choose to push the button of the camera first and only afterwards think about what Mother Teresa would do.


Those, who choose this path, are not less human beings than those, who begin with help. I bow my head for their courage to face the judgment of people and, in most cases, of their own conscience for a bigger aim – the goal of making the world aware of what is happening. As the bravery of stepping over your own feelings is not less valuable than a natural human wish to help. Neither of these paths is bad or good – these are just two different paths.



When I walk on the pavement, covered with last rotting leaves of autumn, I carry these thoughts with me. However, I know – no matter what I say or think now, everything may change the very moment I will meat those children of God… those strong ones, who were chosen to survive and tell

Rodyk draugams

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Autumn coffee

2006-10-25, 01:54 | parašė: Vikencija


I knew the first sip of coffee will save me. Save me from falling asleep or simply from just falling on the ground, covered with autumn leaves. It will also save me from myself, from those pleasant dreams and heavy thoughts, that always follow the dreams… This morning everything was concentrated on coffee.


However, I had to wait. Had to wait, until the driver of the bus number 14 will finally admit to himself, that the bus is NOT ok and let us go to catch another one (I still don't know how to yell on bus drivers that I'm about to miss the train in danish), leaving him there alone, blocking the crossroad. Had to wait untill 45 minutes (it seemed like forever) in train, that carried us to Silkeborg, will finish.


Some more minutes in one of Denmark's small cities, surrounded by lakes and forests, Silkeborg, and we leave the noise of the streets. A little bridge over the lake and the peace of a forest welcomes us… I still have to wait for my coffee, since me and Margreeth (Oh, didn't I tell you I went with her? Or you expected me going somewhere by train alone and using a map by myself? Come on, people - face the reality! ;)) are still exploring the forest… That carpet of leaves - so soft, so peaceful, like as my mom would get up from her bed in the morning and put her feet down, than one step, second, third - so quitly, in order not to wake me up.


We follow the sun - that's the best place to have coffee in the morning… Yes, finally - hot, black, strong coffee… Well,  couple of sandwiches (I didn't have my breakfast) and just being lazy in the sun… Just as the cat *muurrrrrrrrrr* Coffee tastes wonderful - I can feel my feelings, emotions and mind come back. The kisses of sun are so soft… I wonder if the kiss of my Prince is the same?


Oh, Prince… No, no, no… I don't want to think about him! Let's play with camera a bit: I always wanted to be a photojournalist, it's just that I don't have a talent for that. Well, doesn't matter - some portraits of Margreeth and nature will be even more fun! :)





More coffee? Yes, photography is tiring… I hungered for a quite, calm and warm minutes like that for so long. I needed time to stop, to think and try to figure out, who am I and where I go? Do I have the answers? I did… I really know I did. At least there, in the forest, near the calm lake, I knew I am on the right track… Everything else - I think, it stays in the forest and a little letter to my Prince…


It carries you away, it kiddnapes your soul… It's hard to come back to the reality. However, “My God, thank You for all I am and have the chance to experience”, - this is my prayer at a little church of Silkeborg. Later the magic is gone, just pure FUN in the city… and, yes, of course, how could I forget this - nuts in sugar *dies for that* Still have some, but it seems their end is near! *devil's laugh*


Oh, but the train is soon… And the candles in my room are almost off. Sweet and peaceful dreams for all of you. See you in the park on Sunday - don't forget to take some coffee!


P.S. Special thanks to Margreeth: Silkeborg, dinner and Notebook - the special moments just for us two to remember! I love you!


 

Rodyk draugams

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Celebrating life

2006-10-22, 22:12 | parašė: Vikencija

Celebrating life - that should be the moto of my future life! Enough of thoughts, analysis, considerations - it's time for pure FUN and HAPPINESS! No, the word “should” does not fit here - it IS the moto of my life. As I've just written to my dear lover and future wife Giedre (don't ask - a long love story, but love for decades) - don't live for past or future, live for now! The mood for a track is set, we'll see how I will succeed in keeping the speed on this track.


Oh, my Lithuanian friends must be wondering why the hell is she writing her blog in English! Well, a good question, I was expecting this question… *lost look* And I have an answer for that question - 'cause my Lithuanian sucks! :) Just, please, don't show this to my editor! *afraid of being fired* But, if to be honest, I hope my audience will not be limited just with Lithuania's borders *wish of fame, wish of international fame*, so I have to write in English. However, for the purpose of improving my Lithuanian, I promise, some of these entries will be definatelly written in Lithuanian too. And, after I will gain success in my Danish courses, who knows? *ok, ok, dreams of purple elephant, but still*


By the way, is there anybody up there, who wants to celebrate life with me?! *Helllooooooo!!!* Oh, yes, I believe Margreeth (sorry, if the spelling is wrong again - I suck in pool, table socer and spelling your name) will join me, as we already started: nice movies (Lion King (1st and 2nd part - Hakuna Matata, baby!), The Pirates of Caribean (well, the 2nd part appeared to be porn, but still - maybe we should have watched that? ;)), Chicago in Italian (come on, we are a cosmopolitan society, right?) and Ice Age 2 (I adore love stories of animals, no matter if that's lions or mamuts), delicious dinners (lazagna - yummy!) and trip to Skilkeborg (Margareeth says it's a beautiful little town, close to Arhus). Maybe sth else on its way - who knows?


So, the ones that want to join the club “Celebrating life”, please, send your CV to me - I think, we'll accept you any way, it's just for having more papers! :)


Sweet and colorful dreams, my dear ones! *kisses*


 

Rodyk draugams

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