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Wings and Feathers Like Angels

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Urban Hippie (Film above)

The fashion-short movie depicts a young girl’s journey to the realms of her deepest imagination. In the first act we experience her feelings of loneliness. She is longing for love, light, the unknown, a world yet to be discovered behind the web that entangles the tender bird of her existence – her desire for freedom is symbolized by the delicate beauty of wings and feathers.

When she receives a letter, her day-dreaming is ignited by the anticipation of his love in the form of elements and motions representing thoughts, images of freedom, flying, love, colors, energy, strength – intensifying and finally exploding. This image slowly fades back to a dull surreal scene where she finally awakes.

Awards:

– 2013 Best Experimental Film, Los Angeles Cinema Festival of Hollywood, URBAN HIPPIE
– 2013 Best Experimental Film, Los Angeles Reel Film Festival, URBAN HIPPIE

Light by: BRONCOLOR (bron.ch)

Producers: Eclumes Studios in collaboration with LaPac, Cheese & Chocolate Film SA, Kamerawerk, Swisshelicam.com, BSV Productions, Fotogen, Creative Docks.

 

 

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The Drum of Realization

The drum of the realization of the promise is beating,
we are sweeping the road to the sky. Your joy is here today, what remains for tomorrow?
The armies of the day have chased the army of the night,
Heaven and earth are filled with purity and light.
Oh! joy for he who has escaped from this world of perfumes and color!
For beyond these colors and these perfumes, these are other colors in the heart and the soul.
Oh! joy for this soul and this heart who have escaped
the earth of water and clay,
Although this water and this clay contain the hearth of the
philosophical stone.

~ Rumi

 

 

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The Call of Love

At every instant and from every side, resounds the call of Love:
We are going to sky, who wants to come with us?
We have gone to heaven, we have been the friends of the angels,
And now we will go back there, for there is our country.
We are higher than heaven, more noble than the angels:
Why not go beyond them? Our goal is the Supreme Majesty.
What has the fine pearl to do with the world of dust?
Why have you come down here? Take your baggage back. What is this place?
Luck is with us, to us is the sacrifice!…
Like the birds of the sea, men come from the ocean–the ocean of the soul.
Like the birds of the sea, men come from the ocean–the ocean of the soul.
How could this bird, born from that sea, make his dwelling here?
No, we are the pearls from the bosom of the sea, it is there that we dwell:
Otherwise how could the wave succeed to the wave that comes from the soul?
The wave named ‘Am I not your Lord’ has come, it has broken the vessel of the body;
And when the vessel is broken, the vision comes back, and the union with Him.

~ Rumi

 

 

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Wings and Feathers Like Angels

I died from minerality and became vegetable;
And From vegetativeness I died and became animal.
I died from animality and became man.
Then why fear disappearance through death?
Next time I shall die
Bringing forth wings and feathers like angels;
After that, soaring higher than angels –
What you cannot imagine,
I shall be that.

~ Rumi

 

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