Thursday, March 24, 2005

Wheat... lots of wheat... fields of wheat... a tremendous amount of wheat...




Don't know why, but these fields of poppies and then this image with all the people walking across the top of the hill, first made me think of Bergman's the Seventh Seal, and by extension, Woody Allen's Love and Death (from which the title of this post comes). A hilarious romp through Russian literature and Swedish filmmaking, back when Woody was funny.
Sonja: Judgment of any system, or a priori relationship or phenomenon exists in an irrational, or metaphysical, or at least epistemological contradiction to an abstract empirical concept such as being, or to be, or to occur in the thing itself, or of the thing itself.

Boris: Yes, I've said that many times.

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