Happy Birthday Viggo

Wishing you the best moments for the rest of your life. Thank you for being born. My world is richer with you in it.

Re: One of those kisses

I know it's silly to say it out loud. But who comes to this silly site of mine anyway? so I'll say it.

I am a little heartbroken. I am happy for Viggo that he has this new ove (not exactly new to him but I guess new to me) but still, one part of my heart is slightly dented at seeing how much he loves her.

I am re-reading his most recent book Canciones De invierno. When I first got the book, I knew the man was in love. He has to be. His poems are beautiful, and full of longing and love. Now, I know these are for her. Viggo does everything right -- and he gets love and does love perfectly.

Footnote: The whole thing kinda makes me a little sad (for myself); maybe because I will never have that kind of love.

"I thank the mysterious clemency of all that's holy for placing you in my way. - Viggo Mortensen - "

 'To be an artist is to remain conscious of your surroundings, and I believe that we all have that capacity. Children have it and, as they grow up, they lose it.'

Viggo Mortensen

Remembrance

• Remembrance

  
  
  Remembrance is an art
  snatched with the bare hands.
  Found in the back rooms of haunted
  mansions, and forgotten at the quaint
  little shops, this piece of memory
  tucks and prods at the corners of minds.
  
  Remembrance is rain
  after the dusty months of drought
  and first touch of frosty snow
  on our shoulders still
  tanned from the summer months.
  We are startled at first sight
  and then sit back in our seats
  sighing with contentment.
  
  A glimpse of a dream,
  a slight gesture of hands,
  a strange town that feels like home
  is all it takes to stir up
  the artist who picks up the brush,
  rolls up the sleeves paint up
  the landscape and brings out
  the statues stored at the attic
  of our minds.
  
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  HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIGGO!
  Here's to remembering the day when the world was given a person as wonderful as you.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIGGO!!

May you continue
living your wild and precious dreams.

I am richer, having you
in my path, no matter how

distinct or faint the impressions
you have imparted.

Written For me, By me.

There's always been you. No one else touches me the way you could, the way you do. This is the relationship that I can see carrying to my grave when and if all else has failed.

Today I thought of you while driving back home and tried to imagine the streets you must have roamed in the city when you were here last Sunday. And what you must have looked like. I tried to imagine walking into the mall and running into you (because that's where you were on Sunday afternoon, I was told). Your hair was probably longish, and untidy as usual, I bet. You were probably wearing a slight scowl when you explained to the Apple store guy that your laptop had been stolen and you were there to get a replacement. I think I know what the annoyed look you might have been wearing. I had seen a tamer version of it last March when you weren't too happy about the way a lot of people were behaving around you. Still, you obliged me (and all of the people, including the rude ones) then because that's what you do. The kind considerate soul lives within you. Even when you are so inconvenienced you still reach out to people who need to see that side of you.

So today I wandered on the sidewalks you might have walked on just a few days ago and wondered about the people you ran into who might or might not be aware of who you were. I could imagine some of them saying, Doesn't that guy look like the guy from Lord of the Rings? or Do you know that guy? He looked familiar. Or simply, oh, that's Viggo! I would have given anything to be any one of them. I really wish I was at the mall on Sunday instead of being home alone, reading a mediocre book and when that's done, pretending to clean the house. But then what would I do if I met you? Probably nothing. At least my dreams would become more colorful perhaps.

It's not that I like you just for your smoldering look. Everything I see in you is much more than that - the way you carry yourself, the way you see the world through your unique eyes, the way you care for people - strangers and friends alike. They are all evident in your writings and in your conversations. You are the guy with the right dose of right and wrong, the guy who has the courage to say the things when needed to be said regardless of how the public would receive, the guy with the uncanny ability to feel empathy towards others. All of these qualities make me pivot towards you. You are the sun and I am the flower who seeks your light. I believe in you. Even if who you truly are turns out to be different than who I think you are, I am still thankful that you have given me the inspiration to be true, planted it deep inside me, and keeps nurturing it with your countless quotes and soulful writings.

You speak to my incomplete soul and for that, I am deeply thankful to have been touched by you.

P.S. I can't wait till I get my hands on your new book. I read its English description (talented you wrote it in two languages - Spanish and English) and even that brief summary leaves a dent in my soul. I carry the words with me and hear them echo inside.

CANCIONES DE INVIERNO / WINTER SONGS Viggo Mortensen

"A story that turns back on itself, built on yearning, determined to be hopeful, always incomplete. Memory fails, faces change, the urgency of any instant fades, ending as residue of light, rain, and snow. In the words of Thomas Merton: "The tighter you squeeze, the less you have." This book of photographs and poems will be available from Perceval Press on 16 July, 2010. Bilingual, Spanish and English. The accompanying landscape images are the product of travel and work during the last two winters, North and South. Although most of the poems and all of the translations are new texts, revised versions of several previously-published poems are also included."

Viggo promoting for Iceland

Viggo Mortensen is inspired by Iceland from Inspired By Iceland on Vimeo.

I can watch him speak all day long and still be entranced by his voice and his words and his gestures..