Every night many people see a “Dream of Flying in the Sky“. Me too, in my childhood I have seen it. In the past life I felt I was a mermaid, a wolf, and a bird finally. Now, in my dream I am fling in the sky as a bird. So, a “Sign of Bird” is left on my back.
I became a new. When I looked at my face in the mirror, there was a new face I had never seen. Somehow I felt nostalgic with this face. Just now, I live in my usual word and I also live in Elena’s world same time, I could start the surprising and unexpected life. My life change with a big scale.
My work is to realize the emigration to the universe together with Elena in order to not repeat the mistakes of earth culture. Also, in order to recognize one fact more exactly that in our humans world also dead people, lost animals, and alien live together, and
they want to get their own growth.
Elena taught me about several interesting points of “Surplus Dimension”. The structure of the “Surplus Dimension” is unique, and countless worlds coexist here. But, the materials constituting one world and the materials constituting other world are different completely, so there is no contact between 2 worlds, any war and any conflict can’t happen there. The progress of one world will not be hindered by the trend of other worlds. Also, for every worlds, even if they fail, if they wish, they can start again from the beginning.
My soul and Elena’s soul resonated with a beautiful link called “Reincarnation“. Every time when we moved through many planets, we died once, and we revived again, then we met again. I and Elena brought up many children and we formed “Big Family” together with many children and friends. Now, finally, we could start on a trip to the end of the universe. Elena is siging with a pleasure, “Hi, Here, we have such the encounters, and we have such the happenings“.
My dance starts with living in the space completely. When I dance the space moves, and “Fluctuation” is born in the space. Since “Surplus Dimension” appears in the fluctuation of the space, I am dancing while drawing the surplus dimension into the world. But I don’t know the way yet how to put myself into the surplus dimension.
When I was dancing on a big bridge where many cars traveling with a tremendous speed, suddenly I felt the cold and felt “Emptiness” made a faint around my neck. The “Fluctuation” produced by my dance was expanding between the cars and me, and changed a space. I wonder, this was a hint that the entrance to the “Surplus Demenssion” may be existing near unexpectedly.
Ahh, Elena was calling me. I was led by Elena’s “Voice” and walked out in front of the unknown big shrine. With a “Divine Possession” I felt down into a big garden of this shrine, and I closed my eyes in spite of myself. What kind of event is waiting for me? I want to return if “Terrible death” is waiting, but if it is a “Beautiful death” I can push forward.
Invited by Elena’s voice, when I entered in a Space Tube which I found it at the mountain behind of this shrine there was a beautiful “Boundary”. When I could image her exactly, my sense become clear and I could go through the narrow “Boundary” which I felt was impossible to do it, finally I went into the new world which I saw at first in my life. What existed the “Surplus Dimension” so familiar!
In the “Surplus Dimenssion” various things that lost from our world bustle up. Here, it seems that “Presence of 4 Dimensions” and “Presence of 5 Dimensions” live together. The composition of matter is diferent in the “Surplus Dimension”, so I wonder here my body and my conscioursness are made up by “Another Material”.
America’s first female cultural anthropologist Margaret Mead sent a life full of dread. Due to the talent that she loves everyone deeply, she had many friends, she had fall in love many times, she got deeply hurt and got the great pleasures. She married with Gregory Bateson, and made a child and divorced. This is a meaningful poem by Ruth Benedict she quoted;
All that we have is the time that two wonderful living steps are attracted to each other’s investigation and carved one tempo.
Philosopher Arendt Hannah was a disciple of Heidegger. Heidegger taught her thoroughly about “How important is to think by yourself”, she resonated deeply with this thought. In the open court asking Eichmann Adolf’s crime of Nazi war criminal warrant about how Eichmann is not a brutal human being but a mediocre person who just merely thinks not to think himself by complying with power. Then she received a great bashing from the press and public opinion that they wanted to thoroughly criticize the cruelty of Eichmann. However, Arendt bounced off this bashing. She has shown herself over how long it is that there are cases where it is sometimes how big negative chains may be caused by not thinking about important issues on our own and leaving it to others. We need to take responsibility ourselves for what we did. However, if we cease thinking ourselves, that trace will not remain in our mind and we can’t take responsibility for it. It is pointed out by Arendt that Eichmann was a good example.
And, when we see the movie of Arendt, we know another her theme underlying her life is love. Arendt loved Heidegger on a young day when she met him. Arendt in a young age, she was staring to Heidegger with an expression of euphoria. The expression is beautiful and impressive. Her husband who has continued to support her still knows that her love is alive in her heart and it is sad. He can’t change its love. But Arendt’s love to Heidegger is purely spiritual and it does not break the relationship with him. Arendt still loves her husband and needs him. That’s why he also accepts her. Such challenges frequently occur in our life. Having subjects of spiritual love will enrich our lives. But it is painful for our partner to have it. What to do? People in such a situation will be tested to their fullest extent of their ability to adjust.
My first girlfriend when I was a high school student, died at the age of 23 and I knew her death when I was 40, this event was a big shock to me. Since then, she has grown bigger and bigger in my heart. Because I knew at that time that no woman was as good as the spiritual partner I wanted. Now she is a quiet magician to me, she appears gently with different charm figures everywhere I go, and as soon as I notice she hides herself, so she haunts me.
I gave a nickname “Elena” to her, this subject of love and I started to looking for her. Now I believe she lives in a surplus dimesion with silence. I feel that Elena is quiet as long as she appeares in our world, because she lives in quiet another world.
As Bjork sings “I am lonely without you, but I have not met you yet”, people are waiting for the appearance of “You” that they don’t meet yet? Love is one of the driving forces of human activity, no one can avoid passing. Especially, since Love is putting out their souls unprotected to the opponent, so if we make a mistake for selecting a partner, we hurt each other soul and fight each other with a bitter experience. Still, no matter how much we discipline, we can’t withdraw from Love. And we will be more deep our thoughts on “You” where Bjork sings whenever we have a bad time.
Humans are always alone, both when we come into the world, when we create our important expressions, and when we die. So, one miracle named “Love” has been born to bring into contact “One” and “One.”
Love is a condition when I am living with a new unified existences, no difference between I and others. A world filled with Love is truly happy, it looks same but quite different. A world lost Love suddenly changes to the emptiness.
Taken by the young architect Ayse, I went to a small museum in the Sishane district of Istanbul at the morning of October 14. According to Ayse, there is a workshop of industrial designer Asli who is also my friend who is participating in the Design Biennale being held in Istanbul, starting from this museum. There were already about 20 participants in front of the museum. And only one person I found a woman who stood by taking a step from the group. She was so beautiful, so I couldn’t take my eyes off. That was Beril.
I know there are many beautiful women in Istanbul, but her beauty was special for me. Which point she was different from other beautiful girls? When I was watching her from a place a bit far away from her, I noticed that just she was quiet. She was standing quietly with a solitary and with a soft as if she lived in a different world and as if she was a spirit of a forest. I kept watching her for a long time not to noitce me by Beril. And, at the moment she saw me moving slightly, I was supprised again by her beauty and suddenly I thought that this girl is Elena I am looking for, she is Turkish Elena.
Elena is an another name of my first girlfriend when I was a high school student, she died at the age of 23 and I knew her death when I was 40, this event was a big shock to me. And, I believe, since then she has been living in a surplus dimension. Because she is an inhabitant of a surplus dimension, Elena is quiet as long as she shows up in our world. Beril is still quiet because she is Elena and emerges from a surplus dimension. I wonder if 5 or 10 minutes has passed since I thought like this. It was a happy time. And this quiet time was broken by the appearance of a cheerful Asli, who came late.
But, the next happy time that made me ecstatic and my heart flew into the sky came quickly in this museum. I wonder this museum is going to memorize a certain individual? Because it was an exhibit such as many toys, dolls of animal, costumes, furnitures, photographs, videos etc that one humans loved and used from childhood. So, I asked to Asli “Why are there so many memory-related exhibits?” and she answered “Well, I didn’t explain to you before? this is an individual art museum by Orhan Pamuk.” I was very suprised. Nobel Prize Author, Orhan is one of my favorite writers, and has a great influence on what I write. I never knew there was such a museum of Orhan.
And I was further surprised. Because Beril stood quietly behind Asli with Ayse. “Why?”, I asked to Asli with a low voice and she said “Beril is my beloved apprentice. she is a young industrial designer, she makes things with a paper. today she come as my assistant” I got a big opportunity to talk with Beril. I talked fast with my usual way about Elena’s story and that she resembled Elena, for some reason she looked happy. So, I was happy too, then left me to the momentum, I talked about preparing a photographic book that was main character of Elena, and asked to her “But, I need more photos for this book. So, can I catch you?” She responded with a small whispering voice saying “It is fine.” Beril looked straight at my face, and she also said Elena’s story was interesting. Oh, exactly “my God!” I was linking with her. In our life, sometimes we need a big courage to try with a voice.
This development was entirely unexpected progress from the time when I first started to see Beril in front of the museum alone. Really, an unexpected encounter. Elena and Orhan Pamuk same time came together to me. Where the hell was I? Yes, my lovely Istanbul! Indeed, Istanbul, a city where several magical evensts will happen.