tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732202925039933709.post7922943629731499794..comments2023-07-21T05:31:02.451+02:00Comments on A Year with Rilke: Memory Is Not EnoughRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732202925039933709.post-86069041432214530812011-09-14T12:01:21.336+02:002011-09-14T12:01:21.336+02:00I've often felt that the images we nurture in ...I've often felt that the images we nurture in our deepest consciousness are much more real than physically present selves. I also feel that the vague sadness that haunts us throughout our lives is because we are unable to reach that perfect alignment of the twoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732202925039933709.post-86575259646514852762011-09-14T05:00:41.324+02:002011-09-14T05:00:41.324+02:00So true, we don't simply dispose memory of som...So true, we don't simply dispose memory of someone who somehow touch the very soft and unseen spot in our heart... no matter how destructive the relationship or bitter the farewell goodbye.Taf Tehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17658239903520257898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732202925039933709.post-17505624860696303082011-09-13T08:01:50.304+02:002011-09-13T08:01:50.304+02:00i absolutely love this and it makes perfect sense ...i absolutely love this and it makes perfect sense to me. i live it<br />absence over non existing. allowing it to be moonlight on a car seat and that to be enough.<br />ive never seen the moonlight on a carseat used before and i highly approve. i shant forget the feeling that came with the image<br />rickricknoreply@blogger.com