memory and light

Light, light and colour. Night, stars in the darkness.
Long, long years ago - a lifetime actually - I had
the experience of understanding another intelligence,
sharing a moment of absolute and clear thinking,
an idea.
Long, long time ago, walking beneath the pines:
'As long as you remember I am alive.'
'As long as I remember you are alive.'
Light and colour, and darkness. And the brighter
the light, the darker the shadows get. The shadows.
In the mind. But the colours were for life.
Sensual intelligence. Light and shadow for intelligence.
Colours for sensual being. The crumbling fringes of
shadows, when light is eating them away...
or vice versa.'
Sensual - all that need to believe in feelings and
impulses ones senses produce, and no way of even
knowing weather it is just an illusion or something
called 'real'. No way of ever knowing. But still necessary,
inevitable.
The remembrance can't be denied, or forgotten.
It exists, the moment and it's vision, endlessly
stretching from the actual moment in time to eternity:
As long as you remember, I am.
And what is there to remember? Sincerity, the aim
for momentary clarity, infinite tolerance, especially
in thinking, ability to give up everything and share.


Colours.Those of land in spring and autumn,
ochres, greens and umbras of the nature, and
those surrounding the mind: bright and clean reds,
blues and yellows. White and black are not colours
but rather amounts of light, and what is light?
Nobody knows, again. Anyway light is something
we can sense, partly at least, an essential part of
sensual intelligence, of human life.
Light is one of the basic ingredients of physical
reality. When we talk of existence, of relativity, of
universe and it's formation, the theory of universal
structure, we talk about light - whatever it is.
Light in it's many forms: The warm sunlight - basic
creator of life on earth, or the artificial light and it's
various ways to enhance human life from laserbeams
to infrared and all their everyday adaptations.
Fascinating both scientifically and imaginatively
is the light of the stars, the same sight seen by
ancient egyptians and those long before them.
They did not know, what they saw. I do know of ligt
and the speed it travels, of dark material and the
expanding universe. Still we share the vision:
nightsky is the same to the human eye...