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GURDJIEFF, G.I. – Life is real only then, when I am - Integral Book

GURDJIEFF, G.I. – Life is real only then, when I am - Integral Book

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Both walked with the help of a stick and both were stooped.It must be confessed that the bent figure of the first did not touch me somuch, because I accounted and accepted th<strong>is</strong> as the normal destiny ofevery person of esteemed age.But to the bowed posture of the second I was quite unable to reconcilemyself; each time <strong>when</strong> I noticed it there arose in me a feeling of revoltand my heart pounded like that of a balking horse.For it was <strong>only</strong> a trifling eighteen years earlier that, thanks to th<strong>is</strong> nowstooped and sallow-faced woman and her accidental presence in theplace where the awarding of prizes for beauty was going on in St.Petersburg, the f<strong>am</strong>ous Lena Cavalieri, <strong>then</strong> in the bloom of her youth,was deprived of the first prize.Continuing to sit on the bench, and also continuing not to hinder theautomatic flow of thoughts regarding those two dear-to-me women inconnection with th<strong>is</strong> place, I remembered and very strongly experiencedin myself again that exact feeling of being deeply touched which I hadmore than once experienced <strong>when</strong> they spoke to each other.I remembered how it often happened that they would sit by my side,one on my right and the other on my left, almost touching me, and soseated that, although very quiet in order not to hinder me, they wouldsometimes <strong>when</strong> I bent forward concentrating on my work wh<strong>is</strong>per toeach other behind my back.And th<strong>is</strong> wh<strong>is</strong>pering of theirs and their complete understanding of eachother always caused in me th<strong>is</strong> feeling of being deeply touched.

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