Lavanta Latte

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Zamanin kiyisinda oturmus, elindeki lavantali kahveyi yudumlayan kadin adama birseyler fisildiyordu bu defa. (Marge Pierce – Zamanin Kiyisindaki Kadin) 

Kadin ona birkac gun evvel yeniden kazanilan zaman ve yitip giden zaman uzerine sohbet etme fikrini bahsediyor, kitabi yuksek zekada yeniden okur gibi yapip korkuyor, hemen vazgeciyorlardi. (Marcel Proust – Yakalanan Zaman)

Lavantanin buram buram kokusunun yukselttigi mor renk  gokyuzunun laciverte calisini aydinlatiyordu. 

Kadin lavantali latteden bir yudum aldi. Zihni beyazlasmis, gozleri parildamisti. 

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The Lady who was sitting at the edge of the time was whispering something to the man this time. (Marge Pierce – Woman on the edge of time) 

Lady was mentioning to have conversations about the lost and regained time to the man, then immediately she was giving up right after pretending to read the book with the high intellegence and the high mind. (Marcel Proust – Time Regained)

The colour purple was luminating the reflections of the dark blue sky with the amazing smell of the lavender. 

The lady took a sip from the lavender latte thus her eyes were luminating and the mind was being pure white. 

 

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Meditasyona oturmus huzurlu ruhlarin beyazligi olsa gerek, mor gokyuzundeki isiltili yildizlar kahve fincaninin icerisine dusuyordu. 

Kadin kalkti, beyaz ispanyol paca pantolonu ve karnini acikta birakacak beyaz ispanyol kollu bluzunu giydi. Vitrayla bezenmis yuksek camlarin yanindaki tek kisilik koltuga bir balerin edasiyla kendini birakti. Ay isigi vitraydan yansiyor, odanin icerisindeki gunes likid lambanin da aydinlattigi tahta zeminde mavi, yesil, pembe, mor renkler olustuyordu. 

Kadin lavantali lattesinden bir yudum daha aldi, kendini lavanta tarlasinda dolasiyormus gibi hissetti. 

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It must have been the whiteness of the calm, peaceful souls which are sitting in the meditation at that time and the sparkling stars were falling into the coffe mug from the purple sky.

The woman got up, put on her white bell-bottom trousers and her white bell bottom blouse which exposes her belly. She threw herself into an armchair next to the stained falls windows like a ballerina. The moon was reflecting off the stained glass and the wooden floor lit by solar liquid lamp inside the room. It was creating blu, green, pink, purple colours.

She took another sip from the lavender latte when she was feeling like she is scouting around the lavender field. 

 

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Kalkti, yerden bir plak aldi. Etrafinda tam bir balerin donusu yapti. Ispanyol beyaz pacasina kilitlenen camera yavasca The Beatles – White albumune gecis yapmisti. Kadin elinde tuttugu white albumunu alip yerdeki pikapa takti. 

Arka Planda “Dear Prudence” calmaya basladi. Kadin adama yaramaz bir cocuk gibi oyun oynamaya hazir gozlerle goz kirpti. Adam yesil kadife koltukta oturmus elindeki kitaba bakiyordu. “Hatirliyor musun? Gunesin ilk dogdugu gunu ve Ayin ilk aydinlattigi geceyi?” diye sordu. 

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She got up and picked up a record from the floor. She did a complete ballerina spin around it. The camera, which was locked on her white Spanish boot, slowly switched to The Beatles – White album. The woman picked up the white album she was holding and put it on the turntable on the floor.

“Dear Prudence”  began to play in the background. The woman winked at him with playful eyes like a naughty child. The man was sitting in a green velvet chair, looking at a book in his hands. “Do you remember? The day the sun first rose and the night the moon first lit?” he asked.

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Ikisi de ayaga kalkti ve karsi karsiya geldiler. Ortalarinda sihirli bir kure duruyormus gibi, basketbolda ilk atisi yapacak oyun kurucuyu bekliyorlarmis gibi asagi bakiyorlardi. 

Kadin “Asagidan bize dogru yokus yukari yuruyusunu hatirliyorum ayin, ve gunesin asagi inisini. Cennetin kiyisinda nehiriminden akan sulari izlerdim, orada (la-bas), orada. (Huysmans – La-bas (Orada))

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They both stood up and faced each other. They looked down as if a magic sphere were in the middle of them, as if they were waiting for the point guard to make the first shot in basketball.

Woman “I remember the moon walking up the hill towards us from below, and the sun coming down. I used to watch the waters flowing in my river on the edge of heaven, there (la-bas), there. (Huysmans – La-bas (There))

 

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Magara insanlarinin kendi golgelerinden korkmalarini ve golgeler sebebiyle magarayi terk etmedikleri donemleri gozlerinden izliyorlardi. 

Kadin, meditasyondaki shadow workingden, adam psikolojideki golge benlik kavramindan, ikisi birden golge tiyatrosundan ve book of shadows`dan konusmaya basladilar. 

Kadin witchcrafti cok iyi bildiginden ama cadilari sevmediginden yakiniyordu.

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They were watching the cave people being afraid of their own shadows and the times when they didn’t leave the cave because of the shadows.

The woman started talking about shadow working in meditation, the man about the shadow self concept in psychology, and they both started talking about shadow theater and the book of shadows.

The woman was complaining that she knew witchcraft very well but didn’t like witches.

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Gunes saatini gozlerinde canlandirdilar ve kendi golgelerinin nereye vurduguna baktilar. Adam kendisinin gecmisten gelen hangi golge oldugunu, kadin golgesinin hangi zaman dilimine vurdugunu dusunuyordu. Birden aralarindan isik yukseldi. Isik nereden geliyordu, golge nereden geliyordu? Bir insan hem isik kaynagi hem golge olabilir miydi? Kadin da adam da golgelerinden arinmisti. 

Lavantali lattesinden bir yudum daha aldi ve yazdigi kitabi kapatti. 

PS: (Purple head salut with Tiiiiimeeeee)

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They visualized the sundial and looked at where their shadows were cast. The man wondered which shadow he was from the past, and the woman wondered which time period her shadow was cast on. Suddenly, light rose between them. Where was the light coming from, where was the shadow coming from? Could a person be both a source of light and a shadow? Both the woman and the man were free of their shadows.

She took another sip of her lavender latte and closed the book she was writing.

PS: (Purple head salut with Tiiiiimeeeee)

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