“If time is not real, then the dividing line between this world and eternity, between suffering and bliss, between good and evil, is also an illusion.”
– Herman Hesse
This is my response to the latest Weekly Photo Challenge from The Daily Post at WordPress.
“It is time for parents to teach young people early on that in diversity there is beauty and there is strength.”
― Maya Angelou
Here is what wikipedia has to say (with a google translation below)
“Matonge (uitgesproken [matɔŋge]?) is een wijk in de Brusselse gemeente Elsene. De wijk wordt soms ook wel “Klein Zaïre” genoemd.
De wijk is gelegen tussen de Waversesteenweg en de Elsensesteenweg, vlak onder de Kleine Ring nabij de Naamsepoort. De wijk is ontstaan doordat de studenten van Afrikaanse (voornamelijk Congolese) afkomst zich hier vestigden in de jaren 60, in de Maison Africaine (Afrikaans Huis, Maisaf). In de loop der jaren is de wijk een mengelmoes geworden van gegoede studenten en armere vluchtelingen en studenten. De lokale middenstand richt zich op Afrikaanse en Europese klanten.Matonge is ook een wijk in Kinshasa.”
“Matongé (pronounced [matɔŋge]?) Is a district in the Brussels municipality of Elsene. The district is also sometimes called “Little Zaire”.
The district is located between Waversesteenweg and Elsensesteenweg, just below the inner ring near the Porte de Namur. The district was created by students of African (mainly Congolese) origin who settled here in the 60’s, the Maison Africaine (African House, Maisaf). Over the years, the neighborhood has become a hodgepodge of wealthy students and poorer students and refugees. The local middle class comprises those of African and European origin.
Matongé is a neighborhood in Kinshasa.”
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“Look: the trees exist; the houses we dwell in stand there stalwartly.
Only we pass by it all, like a rush of air.
And everything conspires to keep quiet about us, half out of shame perhaps, half out of some secret hope.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Duino Elegies
“Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels’
hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly
pressed me against his heart, I would perish
in the embrace of his stronger existence.
For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror
which we are barely able to endure and are awed
because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.”
From, “Duino Elegies” by Rainer Maria Rilke
“In the middle of the journey of our life I found myself within a dark woods where the straight way was lost.”
― Dante Alighieri, Inferno
“Life doesn’t imitate art, it imitates bad television.”
― Woody Allen
“The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers and cities; but to know someone who thinks and feels with us, and who, though distant, is close to us in spirit, this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden.”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
This is my response to the latest Weekly Photo Challenge from The Daily Post at WordPress.
“Light the Christmas candles for your children! Let them sing carols! But don’t delude yourselves, don’t content yourselves year after year with the shabby, pathetic, sentimental feeling you have when you celebrate your holidays! Demand more of yourselves! Love and joy and the mysterious thing we call “happiness” are not over here or over there, they are only “within yourselves.”
― Hermann Hesse
“For a while, is a phrase whose length can’t be measured.
At least by the person who’s waiting.”
― Haruki Murakami
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