Questo nuovo post, dopo lungo silenzio, è dedicato ad Alessandra Piccoli e alla sua Alchimia d'Arte.
PRIMAVERA, ESTATE, AUTUNNO, INVERNO….
E ANCORA PRIMAVERA
Di Kim Ki-duk
The evil you do to others can affect you: if you tie a rock to a fish, a frog, a snake, maybe you'll wake up one morning with a stone on his back. The nature really works like a circle. And you must learn that nothing is yours forever, even the feelings and words of those who love you, and you're forced to accept it if you do not want to end up with a knife in his hands and a rock on his chest (and no teacher can ever help to drop it behind you). The seasons come back, come back the same child the beginning of the film, with the same entertainment and the same smile. The difference is that the woman in the icy water, the woman who leaves her son, she becomes for you you killed, no face, with his face. Somehow she managed to come back. It seems that the cyclical view of time is typically Western conception (Settis), yet the film and the culture of the east demonstrate that the cult of the eternal return is indeed a common heritage. Nevertheless, every life is itself and nothing of what you learn, nothing that you know or love is final. It is not for us, let alone the others! It begins again, and again each time you fail in some cases and there sets himself on fire in middle of a lake, mouth and eyes covered. It 'difficult to become teachers. It 's impossible to become teachers. The last climb and then the Buddha is watching you from above, I implore you, it spurs you. Your stone for your murder you brought up there and take it with you ... but always remember
the burial of the fish? Remember how you wept
finding the snake in a pool of blood? Meanwhile
spring back and then the summer, autumn, winter and spring ... and
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