Amidst the Fears
There was a big hole and she tried to crawl into it. Inside it was dark, and she never knew where she would end up. But a sense of strong desire forced her to step in. Once she gathered all her courage and wanted to go in. A wolfish, tigerish monster rose out of the dark. She was very frightened and sat at the doorstep of the hole and started crying bitterly. Why did she want to go to this world of monsters and wolfish tigerish creatures? She did not know. The next time she would not even dare to step in. One thing she knew well. The monster could not do any harm to her as it was only in her imagination. So, she said to herself. I will go in no matter what. She pushed her way in and did not pay the slightest attention to the monster. The monster became miserable and stepped back. She crawled in the dark and could not see anything. Little by little she started to notice objects, and, once she made her way deeper into the dark, a garden of flowers opened in front of her eyes. There were all kinds of flowers there – lilies, roses, violets, red tulips and lots of wild chamomiles. The girl stood in the flower garden admiring the enormous beauty. Then she sat in the middle of the garden and fell asleep. She enjoyed a deep, deep, healthy sleep, smelling the odor of natural perfume. The dew drops covered her little dress, and grass was her pillow. There she slept in the garden of heaven and there was no fear in her heart. She became one of the flowers of this garden. And her name is Magnolia. Ever since Magnolias symbolize the feminine side or the In. They have the breath, the courage and the living spirit of a girl who confronted her fears and discovered herself.
Never Give Up
He made one violin after another. Every time he played the string, he could hear some pain, some sorrow. He kept making them, but they only played hatred, sorrow, pain, misery, grief, boredom, lack of joy. He was annoyed. He did not want to hear these. He knew what he wanted was beautiful but did not know how to call it. There were tons of violins filled with grief and sorrow. He wanted to give up. He gave up. There is no way he could build that One. And one day, when he finished his work, he played the string, and the sound rose in the space. And he heard the voice, “This is what I want, my son…” No sorrow, no grief, but a string of music that makes the heart tremble. And he heard the voice, “This is what I want, my son..” The violin played the sound of life, it was a combination of all the past violins in one sound. Everything that he had created so far was in One. And he knew this was his past and present. He knew it was Him. This violin is still a mystery of all times. The man was Stradivarius.
Lost and Found
Once upon a time there lived a little rabbit. She wanted to build a house where she would be completely comfortable. She dug a hole in the ground and made it as big as possible. Then she brought a lot of grass from the forest and put it in her nice little house. The rabbit sat in her house but she was sad. She looked out and saw the sun smiling and the trees blossoming. She went out of her house and let the air touch her soft body. She finally understood where her real home is. The forest was her home, and the sky was her ceiling. It is there that she felt the freedom and joy of life. She started appreciating what she really had only after digging a hole in the ground. Only after she stayed in a cave of no sunlight did she start appreciating the sun. Sometimes we first appreciate things when we are deprived of them. So it was with the little rabbit.
A wonderful creature was standing under a big waterfall. The water poured on her head and made her the strongest and the happiest person on earth. She was ONE with the big flow of water composed of thousands of drops.
Each drop told her a story. One of them whispered that she was the most beautiful on earth… and she believed that. One of them whispered that she was stunning… and she believed that. One of them told her that she is going to love this life. Tears rolled down her face… She did not believe that…
Tears poured with the drops of the powerful waterfall and became ONE. Tears of misery and misfortune tumbled down the waterfall. She was crying and telling her story.
Suddenly the water became dirty gray. The waterfall – the Mother of Mothers – became angry.
The waterfall listened to her and then said, “You are going to come to me every year. And every year I will listen to your story. Every year you are going to tell me what you felt and what you have gone through. And if your new story is not better than the previous story, I will dry out.”
Every year she went to the waterfall and told it her story. It was better than the story of the previous year. Every year she cried under the waterfall. But these were tears of gratitude. These were tears of love, of hard work and happiness.
The waterfall listened to the song of her tears and said, “You are like me. I also started from the drop of a tear.”
Julie was happy she could listen to these wonderful stories and she became a good friend with the man.
2021: Conceived – Volume 2 of a Contemporary Transadaptation
January: The Pack – Alejandra Baccino (Uruguay)
February: The Pink Shirt – Talia Stotts (America)
March: Dragging the Past out into the Light – Kate Korneeva (Russia)
April: Looking Forward to Spring – Marilin Guerrero Casas (Cuba)
May: Every Little Thing – Gennady Bondarenko (Ukraine)
June: The Girl Who Chased the Rainbow – Toni Wallis (Sarah-Leah Pimentel) (South Africa)
July: Another World – Jonay Quintero Hernandez (Spain)
August: Life after Nare – Nane Sevunts (Armine Asryan) (Armenia)
September: Meeting My Homeland – Rayan Harake (Lebanon)
October: Catching Water (Part Two) – Javier Gomez (Argentina)
November: Remember – Seyit Ali Dastan (Turkey)
December: Los Caminantes – Veronica Cordido (Venezuela)
Background – Context
In the Middle – Prelude to a Contemporary Transadaptation, (eds.) Angelika Friedrich, Yuri Smirnov and Henry Whittlesey (2020)
Peripatetic Alterity: A Philosophical Treatise on the Spectrum of Being – Romantics and Pragmatists by Angelika Friedrich, Yuri Smirnov and Henry Whittlesey (2019)
La Syncrétion of Polarization and Extremes Transposée, (eds.) Angelika Friedrich, Yuri Smirnov and Henry Whittlesey (2019)
The Codex of Uncertainty Transposed, (eds.) Angelika Friedrich, Yuri Smirnov and Henry Whittlesey (2018)
L’anthologie of Global Instability Transpuesta, (eds.) Angelika Friedrich, Yuri Smirnov and Henry Whittlesey (2017)
From Wahnsinnig to the Loony Bin: German and Russian Stories Transposed to Modern-day America, (eds.) Angelika Friedrich, Yuri Smirnov and Henry Whittlesey (2013)
Emblems and stories on the international community
Perception by country – Transposing emblems, articles, short stories and reports from around the world
Photo: Gyumri, Armenia – Reflected – Swag Style (Unsplash)
Source: The Codex of Uncertainty Transposed