oceanic pigeon tower (or where Sven Jons used to store his thoughts)
The oceanic pigeon tower at Sven Jons peninsula
...where he used to store his thoughts
Conversation with Sven Jons
(it is not Indiana Jons and also not Tom Jons)
I was wondering about the person who once lived here at this peninsula where I built my tower, his house is not here anymore, all gone, except the lilac from his garden survived.
I meet this person last night, unexpectedly we run into each other and we had a tea with some rum, but i am not sure about this rum anymore. Anyway we where talking about his place and he said he just found it. “You just take what life offers you, if you have eyes to see it. It is simple and everything is borrowed and has a limited lifetime, you have to know”. This where his words. Like he just borrowed this piece of land he built his home on.
He was quiet impressed by my appearance and that people still know his name. I said there is a sign right next to his garden. And after a moment of thinking he said he can't remember to put it there.
I looked right into his eyes, as i used to do it when i feel really connected to somebody. And i understood him, his whole life, suddenly. His watery blue eyes where telling me... hmm the closest description i could find would be ...telling me about his personal geography. But even about the color of his eyes i am not sure anymore, may they have been greenish.
His wife was a important part of his life... he said. And I was waiting for the second half of his sentence, when he, a little irritated, suddenly took his heat and said he had to leave.
I was still surprised, when more and more pictures of my own lifetime appeared. And it still felt like he will return in the next moment.
Or was it because he left me with a half finished cup of tea with, …was it rum.