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how love came to us by Eric Evans

“Gorilla for sale”

エリック・エヴァンスのドメイン駆動設計 / Eric Evans

—Eric Evans, from “How Love Came to Us” in Rattle #22, Winter 2004

One of my ideas for a film series I had made. From John, a killer for blood money, to Alex, a wanted soldier turned hero to save John’s son; Eric.

Gradually, and working its way slowly, through all things, beginning even long before we knew each other. Through emptiness, through aimlessness, the spirit’s daily wandering in the desert of the familiar, fed by nights of exhaustion and driven by occasional despair, by grief, loss compounded upon loss. Through the patient forbearance of cruelties, year after year, through folly, through faith and faithlessness, through half-measures and weakness, through your and my daily silent supplications and small acts of ordinary magic, the spontaneous calling out to distant spirits, each in our separate ways, and for answer the surge of the wind, the circulation of the sun and the moon, the churning of the far away oceans that we each knew and felt in our own blood and breath. So that when we first saw each other finally that one July evening at twilight, it seemed almost as if nothing happened. A life had already grown up wild around us like a meadow, was already waiting for us, silent, open.   Eric Evans