Friday, October 22, 2010

this empty chair will not tell..

i took this shot after my wife left to get something from the kitchen i think. we were video chatting over the internet. i'm here at home. she was far away in another country. this is just the backrest of the chair she was sitting on.

this empty chair will not tell it but it has heard all of the big and small things we talked about. current plans, future plans, problems we are encountering, solutions to these -- just the usual family stuff.

what i was excited about were the experiences she is having in that foreign land. and i'm as grateful to the Infinite as her for giving her this wonderful time. she was able to see their famous landmarks, their tall skyscrapers, their shops. she had had her first brush with snowfall early on. she was not much impressed. now she is seeing fall. she told me about the leaves turning orange or fiery red, then falling. she told me how odd the trees look with just their branches shooting out to the heavens. i told her to take pictures of them. it's rare to see bare-branched trees here. and the temperature, she said it's starting to get cold. i'm glad she's knowing all of these first hand. as for me, i don't know if i'll ever be given the chance to see and feel all of these. if ever i'll be given the chance, my first mission is to get acquainted with my first snowflake. i'm pretty sure, unlike my wife, i'll be impressed.

well, a picture of an empty chair should not always be associated with loneliness. no. it's just in the mind. emptiness is loneliness? it's just how you view things. in fact, the Old Sages say that "to be full, one at first must be empty". even the great Burt Bacharach had said, "a chair is still a chair, even if there's no one sitting there".


this chair is empty, who cares?

this is a happy chair !


Kraxpelax said...

The Moon
on a cat


As a native Swede, I am particularly proud of my love poetry suite Sonnets for Katie.

My Poems

My wallpaper art Babes!

Sexuality introduces Death to Being; and indeed Life simultaneously. This is the profound Myth of the Eden. The work of the Serpent. Bringing us out of "blessed" Standstill. So, in contrast to the mindless pietism of vulgar Christianity, my personal "Christo-Satanism" should be given serious thought by the Enlightened Few, the Pneumatics, the 1% Outlaws. The Light Bringer must be rehabilitated, beacause if not, the All of it simply doesn't make sense: true Catholicism is necessarily Meta Catholicism.

My philosophy

Arthur Rimbaud, Max Jacob, Saint-John Perse, René Char, Henri Michaux, Roger Kowalski, Peter Ingestad...


Un orage nocturne illmuna maintenant l'Amazonie, franchis les Andes, envoya des jeux de cartes gigantesques et frappantes en bas à la Pampa –

Puis: petit déjeuner à melon; café fumant!

À la bague du cigare tu lis, étonné: GÉOGRAPHIE.

My prosepoetry in French:


Et je traduise la poésie française en suédois:


Schwarzes Birne!
Aufforderung zur Erotik.

My poetry in German:

Fremde Gedichte

Casualidad sopla la sangre
de alguno señor desconocido
durante los pocos restantes
momentos del resplandor de faroles

que se vislumbran tras el follaje
flameando de las obsesiónes
igual efimero como gotas
del cinzano de la soledad –

En aquel tiempo me levanta
dentro uno incidente avejentado
que en seguida palidece
al camouflaje de abstraccion;

chica, nadie conoce que tus grisos
ojos significan aún; con todo
el sueño que hube evacuado
tu escudriñas nuevamente.

Mi poesía aproximadamente española

And: reciprocity: for mutual benefit, you will do me a favor promoting your own blog on mine!

The best way to do it is lining up as a Follower, since then your icon will advertise you indefinitely, and I will follow you in return. Let's forge a mighty alliance of synergy and common interest.


- Peter Ingestad, Sweden

margie said...

you make me cry..

sito saguid said...

thanks for visiting this blog. i read your poems and you're right you should be proud of your love sonnets for katie. thanks for inviting me as a follower and for promoting this blog as well.

thanks for the happy chair!

Mahon said...

thank for your visit on my blog, I found your text very good and I can only encourage you !
I will also follow you with pleasure ! :)
Bye Mahon**

sito saguid said...

dear mahon,
it was a wonderful experience visiting your blog. continue sharing with us these images we normally won't see ..

Through The Lens said...

Nice blog, very lovely :D

sito saguid said...

through the lens,
thanks for appreciating the blog. i envy you, you don't need words to communicate, your pictures tell a lot. keep on sharing your wonderful eye for beauty and life.

Anonymous said...

I feel your heart. I am happy for you have found a way to express your feelings. There are many who likes to write about their experiences in life, sorrows and happiness. Hence, it wasn't easy for them to write or open up their hearts due to fears of being criticized. But, is it really important to care what others think or guard what they might hear you say or see? Should we really care? Just like the chair. The chair must heard all the details of the conversation, but do we think the chair would care or will create an action for us about our plans? Could it be the person who feels and the person who experience should be the ones who must act and create the action to reach the goal of happiness she or he feels inside? The chair will be waiting to hear about the plans of the couple who might have finally found the true meaning of emptiness. As it is not the chair that might be empty. The chair serves as an instrument for us to see that a chair can move from one place to another. The chair can be moved to another area of the house as it may be needed for additional seating, but will remain hard and serves as a seat for us, but only our hearts and time can tell when is the right time for us to make the better choice. Just like the chair, is it a better choice to be empty or to experience love and happiness?

comment written while sleepy sorry

Sandie said...

What an absolutely lovely thought - how the chair has listened, but will not reveal a private conversation between you and your wife.

I like the way you've twisted what is, as you say, ordinarily viewed as a negative - an empty chair - into something warm and precious.

sito saguid said...

thanks sandie for the comment. you're so right. even an ordinary thing when viewed under a different light becomes warm and precious. thanks for the visit.