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me, the visible
and tangible world is more a thing
of remembrance than of perceptions of reality. The present is
saturated with the past as a live sponge is saturated with
water: through the workings of memory, light comes from the past and
illuminates, snatches out of the dark that which is not of this
moment. That light is the very essence of remembrance. ...
deeper one delves into the past, the more powerful the stream of light.
And somewhere over there, beyond the boundaries of the
discernible, it turns into a river of golden light. In that
my life drowns, and everything that was before lives.
-Oleg Vassiliev, selections from "On Memory"
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