For me, the first images of war that I was confronted with, those who "marked" me, were in black and white, they were mute but horrifyingly talkative. (Even if today, on the tv-screen, the colour has replaced the gritty grey, this fact remains terribly present.)
In the NR, colour = love - see the footage shot by Karen in comparison to those of Navy […]
What is it that saves Navy? What will erase the horror (black & white)? Love (colors, light). In this context "Imagine. In Your Dreams" makes sense. A world without war. Imagine HOL the people…
of Leaves is a trivial "peace and love"?
No, it's worse.
A warning. At least as it concerns the Navidson Record.
Record: Is not it also "remember"?
In HoL we have a duty of reading (this is also something Claro [the French translator] gently let slide into our ear canal); is it not also a duty to remember? Yes, but what about the spiral staircase?
What is it more than the path leading deep into us, through layers and layers of prejudice, violence, horror and accumulated horror, to see the gleam of hope, love, that may guide us, the fire that was hidden under the ashes ...!
We can all do it, “It’s Easy”; Navy would be astonished. Knowledge provided, we do can explore. And there we will find the exit … with all respect to Sartre. And we can again behold the yellow stars, the true ones, the ones that glow in the sky that pass over us, transforming us from the past through our own snail-shell until we find true north. I always heard the sentence "the truth comes out of the pit…" (which would explain the 0), and I used to add laughingly: "…entirely naked". Isn’t it Navy’s clothes that reappear in front of himself? "Truth transcends the story.”
[Here comes a good part of self irony in the tone of “What? Speaking of love in the year 2003?”]
[…] even if our dreams become reality (no war), even if we finally open our eyes to what surrounds us, we must remain alert (and God knows that MZD was right; unfortunately enough news are there to prove it). The growl disappears here, to then reappear elsewhere. Re-read the last paragraph of The Navidson Record on page 528, and if you're still in doubt, bear in mind that “love [is not solace it] is light” (it would be one of the citations identified by Zampanò? One of... Simone Weil? [the French philosopher and mystic]) and tell me frankly how you read this “street lamp” that “flickers”…