Inkmarks On Empty Dreams

“I feel I stand in a desert with my hands outstretched, and you are raining down upon me…” “I will comb you like music caught in the heads of all the trees in the forest…” O poveste pe cat de simpla,pe atat de complexa cu atatea momente de tandrete si iubire vadite si intense si inflamabile, cu atat mai tragica in punctul culminat, ce deriva din faptul ca societatea nu intelege si denatureaza sufletele prin prisma prejudecatii, chiar daca erau in America fabulosilor si libertinilor ani ‘50-‘60. Trairile si sentimentele sunt aceleasi ce le avem noi acum, fiecare detaliu si fiecare bucatica din faptura iubita sunt reliefate subtil, infiorator de dulce, dar atat de real si de direct, incat pare ca traim in acelasi timp si in acelasi asentiment sensational, ce nu se schimba si felul acesta de iubire, pare-se ca nu a fost denaturant de vremuri si oprelisti, ci a ramas definit si practic la fel, nu spun ca s-a inbunatatit pentru ca as jigni senaualitatea trairilor acelor vremuri, nu atat de ...

The horror of not being ourselves without the other being frightens us even now, because this abandon–the feeling of being in love for real and finally found the other part of the self- does not abolish the self, but enriches it by becoming a greater self, a complex self of two beings as one self – the twilight concept of the soulmate . The myth of the flood, the blood intimacy, the change of souls into the acknowledgement of the selves turned into a certain rage of men against women when they discovered they were dependent on them and not the vice-versa, rather the merging of the souls by becoming independent selves and not always creating the dual being of both in one and, most important of all, the kernel, are the main themes of DH Lawrence’s thinking. The novel tells the story of the Brangwens, who had lived for generations at the Marsh farm, yet as the generations grow, they try to break away from inoculating society’s ideas and visions of life and love. The men were dominated by ...