If you once have the chance to visit the Eastern part of Poland with the region of Lublin, you should not miss to go also to Kazimierz Dolny being regarded as one of the most beautiful villages in the country with some nice Renaissance buildings. There you also have the opportunity to attend a shipping tour on Vistula river, but the real highlight in my opinion is the fabulous Roots Gorge lying not far away from Kazimierz Dolny.
We speak about a hollow way which has been naturally created by the forces of erosion – just wind and rain forming a new path to wildness. The magical Roots Gorge has a lenght of approximately 1 km where you can now observe varied trees clinging to the edges of the spectacular gorge. The roots of the trees have been exposed over the years, now they may be admired as uncovered streets leading to the depth of soil in search of water and other dark secrets of the plants’ world eventually not known by us.
#ThursdayTreeLove – 51
Again we have to observe that megalomaniac leaders bustle about at the horizon and assure the amorphous serpents creeping over the streets that it would still be a grand creation to survive on these rails of civilization. A blotted vision attacks the alien visitor in a fever of amok: a false expectation and endless questions. So why should one still continue the decoding of the round-about in the interspace of opulent stoppers while copulating with the mimicry in legendary madness effects and all this just in order to get a further permission here in the globalized desert?
Stupid collapsing quant, because you only smell excitement behind the balloon where the mutants dehumanize riotings, but the silo remains stable in the molecular wind where the weird insight’s silver awaits the later coming invader. Dilettantes, your stirring must be louder than such a smelly metadiscourse. Filth must vanish under the slogan: One blight on the nation for everybody! Because now, it really becomes embarassing in Europe.
No illusion is capable to fake this universe – neither a symbolical reversal of a digital graphic nor an allegorical exaggeration at the banks of the revolt. The eternal shadow of ourselves sticks to us like death and reminds us to accept intensely the temptations of this myth because the realm of shadow can not be organized. In no hiding place this treasury can be revealed after the magic language of left places signified to give up the cool silence and to trust the spectacular wild paths leading finally through the foggy gorge and osseous labyrinth of urbanized and postmodern misunderstandings.
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