Rainer Maria Rilke - You Who Never Arrived
You who never arrived
in my arms, Beloved, who were lost
from the start,
I don’t even know what songs
would please you. I have given up trying
to recognize you in the surging wave of
the next moment. All the immense
images in me — the far-off, deeply-felt
landscape, cities, towers, and bridges, and
unsuspected turns in the path,
and those powerful lands that were once
pulsing with the life of the gods—
all rise within me to mean
you, who forever elude me.
You, Beloved, who are all
the gardens I have ever gazed at,
longing. An open window
in a country house— , and you almost
stepped out, pensive, to meet me.
Streets that I chanced upon,—
you had just walked down them and vanished.
And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors
were still dizzy with your presence and,
startled, gave back my too-sudden image.
Who knows? Perhaps the same
bird echoed through both of us
yesterday, separate, in the evening…
As the Greek economy deteriorates further, the country’s people have grown despondent over a lack of leadership and failed austerity measures.
But on a list of the most miserable countries in the world, Greece wouldn’t even crack the worst 50.
The misery index, a crude economic theory created by Arthur Orkum, sums a country’s unemployment and inflation rates to assess conditions on the ground (the higher the number, the worse off a country is).
The reasoning: you can tell a great deal about an economy by a soaring jobless rate and a population that can afford less and less of required goods.
The 20 Most Miserable Countries In The World
Results are based on CIA World Factbook data, which estimates figures for countries and territories that do not have reliable local reporting agencies. (x)
Abstraction is everybody’s zero but nobody’s nought. Museums are tombs, and it looks like everything is turning into a museum. Painting, sculpture and architecture are finished, but the art habit continues. Art settles into a stupendous inertia. Silence supplies the dominant chord. Bright colors conceal the abyss that holds the museum together. Every solid is a bit of clogged air or space. Things flatten and fade. The museum spreads its surfaces everywhere, and becomes an untitled collection of generalizations that mobilize the eye.
—Robert Smithson, Some Void Thoughts On Museums
JANTE LAW: The Danish-Norwegian author Aksel Sandemose in his novel A fugitive crosses his tracks (En flyktning krysser sitt spor, 1933) identified the Jante Law as a series of rules. It is a pattern of group behaviour towards individuals within Scandinavian communities, which negatively portrays and criticises individual success and achievement as unworthy and inappropriate.
The ten rules state:
An eleventh rule recognized in the novel is:
11. Don’t think that there aren’t a few things we know about you.