The story goes that, farmers prefer time, curved into a circle. It means
every event must go back to its own beginning. Wrap into an embryo and repeat
the process of ripening, death and decay. In contrast to circular time, there is a
socalled linear time, time without beginning and ending. Flowing time in the
form of an endless river. The current nomads are following this line, their path
is without a clear destiny their destiny is the journey itself. For that unique mo-
ment, which is never repeated.
I returned to Slovakia a few years ago. In my native village Šuňava, on the fields
where I spent my childhood, thistles grow today. My father says: “That it’s not
good when thistles grow, because that means no one cares about the fields.” It is
related to the feeling of guilt.
It is possible that my generation plant thistles in the fields? ... but is it conscious?
And what if we started harvesting thistles instead of grain?
On the thistle is interesting its paradox. How can one plant be a pest? And at the
same time, a drug? What determines that? Is it the place where he grows? The
example of a man is also interesting, which fought against thistles all his life. And
on old knees heals him high pressure...
At present, there is a tendency to return to the countryside. Go back to the begin-
ning, to the ground and the circle. And it’s just as popular to be a nomad, enter-
ing into the ever-changing river of time. They desire to break free from the cycle
of conception and death. Or it’s just a whole blanket of fear, taking responsibility,
traditions of our ancestors.
come an essential part of them.
Are these thistles redemption and salvation, or the generation of our par-
which are they running out of power? Nevertheless, care for the earth has
become an essential part of them.
And maybe thistle overshadowed the field of memories. To us what we
decided to break the cycle of time, despite being aware of its value.
It’s a paradox.
It’s time, which defines when thistle is a thistle or a drug?
According to an ancient story, the thistle will be separated from the wheat
after the harvest. It is burned in flames. Does burning thistle envy to
wheat chew in the mouth? The wheat closed its circle of time. She curled
up in the embryo to repeat her cycle.
His stalk burns in the fire, but its seeds are spreading around the world.
Will these seeds be doom or a cure? The time will show..
Thistles grow and will forever be ..