... a city taxi brings me to the outskirts of Sukhumi, and stops among the orchards… Calmness . Not a passer-by in the street. Everybody's busy. They are likely to be busy relaxing as the noon is arriving. The noon is a state. You cannot see or hear it, you can feel with your senses, you just know it. Everything comes to a stop; the air gets dense and ripples giving birth to mirages instead of wind. Stillness.
… you are looking at the world from the outside. Reality vanishes and you do not believe that everything that is going on is true, you wish it never to seize, but realize it will end. The joy of things as they are now is accompanied with light, but universe – scale sadness and an acute desire to grab it all, here and now, and you imbibe hot air, and the sun, and calmness, and smells through every pore and become aware that there is so much left that soon you will not be able to contain, and still imbibe…
|Viktor Filimonov, Komany