Thursday, 26 August 2010

Previously on the Tour of UK

Peebles çıkışında küçük bir şapel. Bir iskoç kasabası olması haddinden hala evlerin taşları sarı-gri, çatıları sivri. İngiltere sınırını geçer geçmez evlerin tuğlaları kırmızı tonlarına döndü ve çatılar biraz daha düzleşti. 

Yol boyunca sürekli bir yeme halindeyiz. Özellikle yokuşlardan sornra ani hipoglisemi atakları sık oluyor. Bu yüzden cebimizde sürekli tatlı bir şeyler var ama ne yazık ki ingilizlerin karamelsiz tek bir abur cuburu yok..


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    One might not hinder oneself from wondering about the futur legacy that this cyclical event will imprint on any follower of this blog. One cannot, from present to futur, with all due presentiments to come, impede oneself from pondering cyclically, even bi-cyclically. If this tour -thinking again the cyclical detour of any tour -, in this tour - this time (ce tour), does not turn upside down(ne tourne pas a sa tete) any violent possibility of collapsing the forceful confrontration with the mute images of the Sublime nature via the symbolic share that this blog transfers us , then, any aesthetic necessity that a man on bicycle (even two men as a bi-cycle, as in the case of these two men) can refer to, will as well collapse forthwith like the Tower (Tour) of Babel, and defer any Sublime event of image-telling in symbols. Yet, one can also think about the link between the cycle (kuklos) and the tower. What is a kuklos, this giant mythological figure, if not a Sublime event? For, as we learn it from Kant, A Mountain, that is to say a natural Tower, is also Sublime. This link, this coupling bound, and bounding couple (bi-cycles), turns itself ( tour-ne), does turn itself to a "self" where two cycles becomes One Cyclop, one Giant, a monstrous sign (monstre) of a Sublime kind. As we know it, the Cyclop has its peculiarity in its head: kukl-lope : cycle-eyed, or circle-eyed. What one bi-cycle, or two cyclist, or even better, one giant Cyclop can find with its head? (Ser: head, pers.). What can two Kerata (Kerata in tr., Kerata, corn, corn head in gr.) can find on their way ("wagen" in de.)? Not the horning sounds of hailing sirens (once again a modern myth in left sided routes), nor even the hailing contemplation in form of trainspotting of cows to wagons (wagen, de.), nor even the sheerist simplicity of nature like in the example of cheering wales sailing in the ocean through the foamy waves of Joyce's lands. Yet, these "Kerata" (from lat. Keratum as in the expression of "sizi gidi Keratalar"!) can wave (wagen) their pedals (peds, gr.) to a futur legacy (legs, fr.), with relentless effort on their legs, in order to go in their way (weg) with sufficient swing and wag, to form a formless eye in top of their heads in their arrival (arrivée). This formless form of an eye will inform us about a coming (arrivant) ghost (revenant) of a new Cyclops in the guise of Sublime events (avenement). Then, the eve of a new eve-ning arriving through the encyclopedics hazes of a Cyclop will encourage anew maybe other Kerata. This is not a necessity, but a possibility, not a bounding experience, but a new boundary for an upcoming figures of cyclists. This Sublime events offers us a possibility of an en-kyklopedic de-formation of a new eye on the road for cycling. This tour is not a tour de force, but a tour de vagabondage:

    Two figures bounded and intertwined in their circles for an enduring cycle of their lives. This we will get from their heads. When they will arrive, one will see, or better, one will testify (tete fr, testus lat.) a cyclop born from a tete-a-tete vaga-bondage waving the boundries..

    Two cycyling Kerata...
    Two Cyclops on the eternal en-kyklo-pedia of vagabondage...

    Hail to SERSERIS
    Hail for next series of serseri(e)s to come from your ways.