Monday, April 10, 2006

Tree blazed up in Eiheiji

Two foxes

A train journey. An ocean of petals crashing its foam on my eyes, drunk with blossoms and tiredness, jetlag distorts my perception and makes my whole body so sleepy and yet it is all so sharp. Blades of sun bouncing from mirroring glass-windows, ricochet of beams crossing the air and hitting the ever green of old houses and temple roofs, shimmering modern buildings with sparkling chromes—In Tokyo station a very thick noise made of countless voices, announcements, steps, chats, escalators, electronic girly voices, a million steps, an unbearable racket fills the thick space. Signs like flowers in the wind, whirling and falling all around.
I am one of them.


Blogger anu said...

Is that your picture Pierre?

You look so very happy:-)

I love the blazed tree too

8:13 PM  
Blogger Pierre Turlur said...

yes Anu, I am the fox on the picture.


Showing off in front of a camera or

Just life, as it is

or both


9:22 PM  
Blogger anu said...

Ha Ha:-)You look so normal, nobody would even know you are a monk.

I wonder how they turned you away from a railway station.

Here in India, sages and monks are never turned away, never ever atleast in a railway station.

11:57 AM  
Blogger Magda said...

M.Turlur is the "normalest" personn i 've ever known ;-)

3:52 AM  

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