Adidas has a really nice advertisement campaign that goes beyond "impossible is nothing". this is indeed itself a good tagline over which i have engaged myself in some kind of argument/ intellectual Auseinandersetzung (discussion) with the French guy, Daniel, who lived next door when i was renting a room temporarily on Senefelderstrasse, Berlin. the conclusion at the time was that in any event, "impossible is nothing" is better than "nothing is impossible", the former makes more sense and puts you to thinking more.
but back to my point: i saw a TV spot with some runner talking about his experiences with running, and with him loving it. he talked about having started as he was a child: it went, something like this, "as a child i was always running-- to school, to this, to that...". he grew up, running all the time, becoming a great professional runner too. between him and running is a kind of passion and intimacy. when people asked him, why he always runs, he asked them in return: "how have you stopped doing it?"
"how have you stopped doing it", or a similar paraphrase, "how have i forgotten about it", are beautiful reminders to me at this time when i am quite new to Berlin that i should not let my fear, my unfamiliarity with the people and the streets, stop me from doing that which i have always enjoyed as i was alone. along comes also the understanding that i should not allow myself to go too deep in any kind of comfort zone and forget to venture out into the world, where i have myself to depend on, alone against the world (cf. two against the world). it is challenging, but how challenging was it really when i was roaming the streets of a certain city and going to clubs alone, as i did in Salzburg, Austria? how have i forgotten about the joy of being in the cinema alone, of being in a coffee shop alone, of silently contemplating stillness and wishing to myself that someone were there next to me? how have i allowed myself to think that whoever, or whatever, i have at present next to me, is ever enough?
Saturday, October 27, 2007
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forgetting works not by loosing sth but rather by following other things and then again by being caught up by a lot of exteriorities?
some believe everything you do regularly is like inventing whatever that might be over and over again. no continuity cause the one who remembers sth is different from the one whose habit this or that was?
but it feels like forgotten though it is either lost or remembered. or it keeps coming back to you over and over and over again - and still feels far away - have I stopped? Have I forgotten? no there was just something else there turning me into someone else
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