Monthly Archives: January 2011

Forest Gump: A movie that will endure time, just like its main character



Have you seen this movie? If not, rent it, watch it and think about your life adventures, because, it is true what somebody said once:

“Life
is what happen to us, while we’re making other plans”

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An American In Romania: Gheorghe Mares


Balada Unui Roman


Balada unui Roman
by George

De n-ar fi fost de balada
As fi-uitat de-a-mea ograda
De-ar fi fost sa uit de doina
As umbla fara de noima
Iar de-as fi uitat de sarba
M-as fi transformat in stanca

Dar asa ca n-am iutat,
Dorul mi s-a alinat.

Despre port, si despre vatra
De-mi mai amintesc vreodata
Pe-oriunde de m-as gasi
Tot c-acasa m-oi simti

Precum vantul care vine
Mi-e amintirea de tine
Precum masa indestulata
Mi-e imaginea curata
Iara cat despre mosie
Ce nu am, n-a fost sa fie.

Balada Ciprian Porumbescu


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Related Articles:

George Enescu: Ciocarlia


Gheorghe Zamfir – Ciocarlia


Achim Nica – La Obreja-ntr-o Gradina



La Obreja-ntr-o gradina
Aprins dorul radacina

Maria Tanase – Aseara vantul batea


One Of Those Things First: My Movie # 10, January 29, 2011





One Of Those Things First, Nick Drake

I could have been a sailor, could have been a cook
A real live lover, could have been a book.
I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock
As simple as a kettle, steady as a rock.
I could be
Here and now
I would be, I should be
But how?
I could have been
One of these things first
I could have been
One of these things first.

I could have been your pillar, could have been your door
I could have stayed beside you, could have stayed for more.
Could have been your statue, could have been your friend,
A whole long lifetime could have been the end.
I could be yours so true
I would be, I should be through and through
I could have been
One of these things first
I could have been
One of these things first.

I could have been a whistle, could have been a flute
A real live giver, could have been a boot.
I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock
As simple as a kettle, steady as a rock.
I could be even here
I would be, I should be so near
I could have been
One of these things first
I could have been
One of these things first.

Garden State: Disclosure, A Mother’s Love-A Son’s Gratitude, A Lover’s Compassion


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This is what I say: “Gratitude is the expression of Love; It’s never to late to be grateful, it’s never to late to love and be loved; So always be grateful”

The  scene sums up the plot af the movie: We discover that the proper treatment can cure years of debilitating but otherwise ineffective medication: There a proper treatment out there: Love and compassion, are a good start.  
In addition: I don’t know about you, but I remember a box just like that one, from where I was a child, and my mother’s sleeve, when she was taking me to the clinic to treat a medium ear otitis.

Quote from Garden State:
~ You know, this necklace makes me think of this totally random memory of my mother. I was a little kid, and I was crying for whatever reason, and she was cradling me, rocking me back and forth, and I can just remember the silver balls floating around. And there was, like, snot running down my nose, right?. And she offered me her sleeve – and told me to blow my nose into it. And I can remember, even as a little kid, thinking to myself: This is love…this is love.~
)Scene in the  bathtub, with Natalie Portman (Sam) Andrew’s girlfriend.)

Andrew Largeman (Zach Braff, Screenwriter, Director, Lead Character)

One Of Those Things First: Hommage to Nick Drake


One Of Those Things First_ Nick Drake
Garden State

I enjoyed hearing again Nick Drake’s “One Of Those Things First while watching the movie “Garden State”.  Filmed over 25 days in April and May 2003 and released on July 28, 2004. The main setting and primary shooting location was New Jersey. It was an official selection of the Sundance Film Festival. The film won Hollywood Breakthrough Director of the Year Award at the Hollywood Film Festival.
“Garden State” was well-received. The film also spawned a soundtrack for which Braff, who picked the music himself, won a Grammy award. Even though about youth, the movie envelops a realistic and profound plot, modern for the analysis of family complicated relations, human suffering and coping with health, social, cultural and intimate thru the eyes of the young generation. There hopes, development, careers, opportunities are realistically depicted and supported by great actors: Zach Braff, Natalie Portman,  Jean Smart, Peter Sargaard and Ian Holm.

J.S. Bach – Cantata BWV 147: “Jesu bleibet meine Freude” Pierre Bardon (Organ)


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Pierre Bardon à l’orgue historique Isnard de la Basilique du Coubent Royal de Saint-Maximin.

J.S. Bach: Toccata et Fugue en re mineur (D Minor), BWV 565 (Organ Pierre Bardon)


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One of the noblest compositions ever, that I enjoyed so many time in the Saint Joseph Cathedral in Bucharest, along with so many other beautiful classical pieces of music for organ orchestra, choir and soloists. Great music for great church services.

America’s Lastest Conquistadore, “El” Walmart


http://gislounge.com/walmart-expansion-across-the-us/

“To rediscover America, is to reconquer it, zip code after zip code, Soul after soul”,

This is the writing on the wall…Now zipit.

Free market? Who are you kidding…

China tine lumea in Sah…Mat


http://www.evz.ro/detalii/stiri/soros-china-tine-in-sah-toata-economia-lumii-908619.html

Danee Robinson – Debussy’s 1883 “Mandoline”, L 29 (The poem of Paul Verlaine)



Danee Robinson is gifted with a pure, soprano angelic voice. She is an evolving presence in the world of classical music, and is getting more and more attention in the world of music, from an ever larger audience. 

How to describe in words her presence in the universe that’s larger than any imagination, the universe of music:

‘I am therefore I sing’

I feel  her  message  throughout her musical career, in her album “Canto di Gioia” (Song of Joy) on stage, and in this beautiful interpretation of “Mandoline”, composed by Claude Debussy, in 1883, for piano and soloist on the poem of Paul Verlaine. A composition exuding youth, and its capacity of playfulness, freedom and happyness…Of love everlasting. Continue reading

“A Thousand Kisses Deep”: Your Invincible Defeat!


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“The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it’s done –
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if it’s real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.”

“The traitor” Continue reading

Scent of a woman: The Tango Rediscovered


Cast Away: Wilson lost at sea…



Music by Alan Silvestri.

Abba: The Winner Takes It All


The Winner Takes It All

I don’t wanna talk
About the things we’ve gone through
Though it’s hurting me
Now it’s history
I’ve played all my cards
And that’s what you’ve done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play

The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That’s her destiny

I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking I’d be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules

The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all
The loser has to fall
It’s simple and it’s plain
Why should I complain.

But tell me does she kiss
Like I used to kiss you?
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name?
Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you
But what can I say
Rules must be obeyed

The judges will decide
The likes of me abide
Spectators of the show
Always staying low
The game is on again
A lover or a friend
A big thing or a small
The winner takes it all

I don’t wanna talk
If it makes you feel sad
And I understand
You’ve come to shake my hand
I apologize
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
No self-confidence
But you see
The winner takes it all
The winner takes it all…

Sweet November Movie’s Song: “Only Time”, By Enya



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Only Time, By Enya

Who can say where the road goes,
Where the day flows, only time?
And who can say if your love grows,
As your hearth chose, only time?

Who can say why your heart sights,
As your live flies, only time?
And who can say why your heart cries
when your love lies, only time?

Who can say when the roads meet,
That love might be ,in your heart?
and who can say when the day sleeps,
and the night keeps all your heart?
Night keeps all your heart…..

Who can say if your love groves,
As your heart chose, only time?
And who can say where the road goes
Where the day flows, only time?

Who knows? Only time
Who knows? Only time

 

Sweet November: Part 3


The Hollyday, a 2004 Gem Of A Movie


Sweet November: Part 2


Bob Dylan: Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right


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And here it’s Joan Baez’s interpretation:

Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right

It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don’t matter, anyhow
An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don’t know by now
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I’ll be gone
You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on
Don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
I’m on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin’ anyway
So don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
I can’t hear you anymore
I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I’m told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don’t think twice, it’s all right

I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I’m bound, I can’t tell
But goodbye’s too good a word, gal
So I’ll just say fare thee well
I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don’t mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don’t think twice, it’s all right

The greatest call of artistic creation is to build an environment for analysis, to bring one to think about the work of art. That in itself is a journey. It may take years, and many changes in ones opinion about deeper meaning and message. Take the case of Mona Lisa Portrait: People have contemplated for centuries the meaning of  her smile. Among many other quests for truth I have been fascinated by the depth of the poem ” Don’t think twice” composed by Bob Dylan and interpreted by Bob Dylan, song that was meaningful to other well known singers, such as Johnny Cash.
 If one so chooses one may not give  to much significance, enjoy the song, the challenge of the one man band, playing the guitar, voice, and the harmonica, (for which Bob created the hand free neck wire rack to hold his harmonica. But is the song just about a break-up of an half- lived, ever more demanding relationship between a man and a woman, or is there a much more fundamental circumstance of moving on and away from an unwinning position in life, singing, playing the harmonica, free to choose the direction and the place  of your next breath, in confidence that you have what it takes to undertake such enterprise, to find a more suitable ground on which to build your life.  One thing is sure: I find value in this composition, beyond eyes and ears meet and a good place to start in life when determined to succeed where others just survive.   It is about the optimistic attitude one needs in life in order to be able to jump over the self-pity place where loss hold you and into to a spot suitable for a fresh start, ready to meet the consequences.

Therefore when I wake up early morning I tell myself that I will search for excellence, for truth, for meaning with every breath I take: Sometimes it helps to tell myself: “Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right…Everything will Turn Out fine”. So far it did work:

 Thanks Bob, 

George. 🙂 

Sweet November: The Begining


Joe Dassin: Aux Champs Elyzées


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Je m’baladais sur l’avenue le coeur ouvert à l’inconnu
J’avais envie de dire bonjour à n’importe qui
N’importe qui et ce fut toi, je t’ai dit n’importe quoi
Il suffisait de te parler, pour t’apprivoiser

Aux Champs-Elysées, aux Champs-Elysées
Au soleil, sous la pluie, à midi ou à minuit
Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs-Elysées

Tu m’as dit “J’ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol avec des fous
Qui vivent la guitare à la main, du soir au matin”
Alors je t’ai accompagnée, on a chanté, on a dansé
Et l’on n’a même pas pensé à s’embrasser

Hier soir deux inconnus et ce matin sur l’avenue
Deux amoureux tout étourdis par la longue nuit
Et de l’Étoile à la Concorde, un orchestre à mille cordes
Tous les oiseaux du point du jour chantent l’amour

Joe Dassin: Et si tu n’existais pas



Et si tu n’existais pas
Dis-moi pourquoi j’existerais
Pour traîner dans un monde sans toi
Sans espoir et sans regret
Et si tu n’existais pas
J’essaierais d’inventer l’amour
Comme un peintre qui voit sous ses doigts
Naître les couleurs du jour
Et qui n’en revient pas

Et si tu n’existais pas
Dis-moi pour qui j’existerais
Des passantes endormies dans mes bras
Que je n’aimerais jamais
Et si tu n’existais pas
Je ne serais qu’un point de plus
Dans ce monde qui vient et qui va
Je me sentirais perdu
J’aurais besoin de toi

Et si tu n’existais pas
Dis-moi comment j’existerais
Je pourrais faire semblant d’être moi
Mais je ne serais pas vrai
Et si tu n’existais pas
Je crois que je l’aurais trouvé
Le secret de la vie, le pourquoi
Simplement pour te créer
Et pour te regarder

Et si tu n’existais pas
Dis-moi pourquoi j’existerais
Pour traîner dans un monde sans toi
Sans espoir et sans regret
Et si tu n’existais pas
J’essaierais d’inventer l’amour
Comme un peintre qui voit sous ses doigts
Naître les couleurs du jour
Et qui n’en revient pas

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Charle Aznavour: La Bohème


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La Bohème, Charles Aznavour

Je vous parle d’un temps
Que les moins de vingt ans
Ne peuvent pas connaître
Montmartre en ce temps-là
Accrochait ses lilas
Jusque sous nos fenêtres
Et si l’humble garni
Qui nous servait de nid
Ne payait pas de mine
C’est là qu’on s’est connu
Moi qui criais famine
Et toi qui posais nue

La bohème, La bohème
Ça voulait dire on est heureux
La bohème, La bohème
Nous ne mangions qu’un jour sur deux

Dans les cafés voisins
Nous étions quelques-uns
Qui attendions la gloire
Et bien que miséreux
Avec le ventre creux
Nous ne cessions d’y croire
Et quand quelques bistros
Contre un bon repas chaud
Nous prenaient une toile
Nous recitions des vers
Groupés autour du poêle
En oubliant l’hiver

La bohème, La bohème
Ça voulait dire tu es jolie
La bohème, La bohème
Et nous avions tous du génie

Souvent il m’arrivait
Devant mon chevalet
De passer des nuits blanches
Retouchant le dessin
De la ligne d’un sein
Du galbe d’une hanche
Et ce n’est qu’au matin
Qu’on s’asseyait enfin
Devant un café-crème
Epuisés mais ravis
Fallait-il que l’on s’aime
Et qu’on aime la vie

La bohème, La bohème
Ça voulait dire on a vingt ans
La bohème, La bohème
Et nous vivions de l’air du temps
Quand au hasard des jours

Je m’en vais faire un tour
A mon ancienne adresse
Je ne reconnais plus
Ni les murs, ni les rues
Qui ont vu ma jeunesse
En haut d’un escalier
Je cherche l’atelier
Don’t plus rien ne subsiste
Dans son nouveau décor
Montmartre semble triste
Et les lilas sont morts

La bohème, La bohème
On était jeunes, on était fous
La bohème, La bohème
Ça ne veut plus rien dire du tout.


Time goes by, even if we accept that or not, if we have or not a good time, or not such a good time at all. One thing that occurs with the passage of time is change: physical change in the real world, population explosion, demolition of neiborhoods with or without the consent of the populus, buldozing the forest into a manicured one, reducing of wetland spreads, and replacing buidings of resonant historic value with surreal structures, of no estetic value, just for the sake of experimenting with change. Most change is not good, and the longer you live, the more experience your intelect is exposed to, the more you undertand that simple concept” Je vous parle d’un temp que les mois de vingt ans ne peuvent pas connaître”: Why?  Because only living gives you the prospective, with very rare accations this has been true from the begining of time, and it will continue to be so, as long as the rest of the time. Wisdom comes with age, and the young will find that out as they age, and that’s the reason for which the young is scared of being too introspective…They may discover that they too are aging .
Knowing how Bucharest was devastated first by the earthquake of 1977, and then by the demolitions of the Ceausescu regime in 1980-1989, I dedicate this song to the old streets of Bucharest, buldozed by the red bull.

Somewhere In Time: Thirty Years Anniversary (1980-2010), Some Films Have A Long Life


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After the novel “Big Time Return” (1975), by Richard Matheson
Starring : Christopher Reeve, Jane Seymour, Christopher Plummer, Teresa Wright.

Music by John Barry & Roger Williams
Filmed at location on Mackinac Island Michigan
S. Rachmaninov, Rhapsody on a Paganini theme (part 2) / Somewhere in time

Love Means Never Having To Say You’re Sorry, For Short A Love Story


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Love Story Theme was composed by Henry Mancini,
Eric Segal wrote the book, that I remember being word for word the dialog in

the movie, which in itself seldom occurs,
Andy Williams has one of the most touching interpretations of the song “Love Story”

As far as Ryan O’Neil and Ali MacGrow, they reminded me of the movie every time I saw them act throughout the years.

Sweet November:Some story…what a story!


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A Ten Years Anniversary Tribute


And so the story goes:  The survivor lives on and tells the story..
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Leonard Cohen: From the Road: Suzanne


PLease access the song at: http://bcove.me/3yp4qu3x

 

La Pietà:Michelangelo


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Piety, Reverence, is what the mortals owe to their earthy parents, and to their divine one. When I looked upon the statue, from a 10 feet away, I couldn’t feel the life in it, and the death. When I approached to just few steps, I felt just life, both earthy, as well as afterlife: It looks alive, no matter from what angle of distance you look at it, it invites you to kneel and pray “Salve Regina”, for what you are there to pray for and you know that you find yourself in the presence of the Great beyond…the Divine, The Saint Peter’s cathedral, in “Piazza San Pietro, opening from “Via De La Conciliazione”. A place of  unique significance in the World. 

In those times, there was no barrier between La Pietà and the visitor in the Church.

The Doors: Ne Me Moleste Mosquito


Joe Dassin – Le Moustique




No me moleste mosquito

No me moleste mosquito
No me moleste mosquito
Retourne chez toi

Je fais la sieste, moustique
Arréte un peu ta musique
Ne sois pas antipathique
Ne me pique pas

Moustique, mon vieux, tu vois trop petit
Tu as des ailes, va voir du pays
J’ai un patron plus large que moi
Vas-y de confiance, c’est moi qui t’envoie

No me moleste mosquito
No me moleste mosquito
No me moleste mosquito
Retourne chez toi

Tu me vois melancolique
De te troubler ton pique-nique
Si tu me goutes moustique
Tu n’aimeras pas

Y’a des pays pleins de volupté
Pour un moustique de qualité
A Saint-Tropez, A Honolulu
Tout l’monde il est gros
Tout l’monde il est nu

No me moleste mosquito
No me moleste mosquito
No me moleste mosquito
Retourne chez toi

Je fais la sieste moustique
Arréte un peu ta musique
Ne sois pas antipathique
Ne me pique pas

Leonard Cohen, From the Road: First We Take Manhattan



http://www.leonardcohen.com/video.html

Facebook Or Facebuck: Which Face…. did you subscribe to?


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Good-Bye to Privacy_ – PCWorld
 Imagine that this Saturday you’ll decide to visit the Flee Market for people’s personal information: What would you buy? and Why?
imagine that by chance you recognize yours information, on a banner, at the next vendor’s booth, at a auction where some dubious characters raise the stake: At what  value would YOU sell your vital information, and to whom and for what reason? When people are making money as people information dealers, don’t you think that something’s wrong? do somebody really have to sell one of your kidneys, lets say without your consent, to make it a crime?

Leonard Bernstein: West Side Story – Prologue


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Will Leonard Bernstein West Side Story ever go too old to amaze? I think not!
I don’t know how many of you remember the Young Peoples Concerts, introduced by Leonard Bernstein. Few of those moments among other cultural experiences was made available to us, in Romania: I remember taking control over the living room, each Saturday morning at 9:00 A.M. and requiring that all the my family members respect the program. I learned a lot about music by listening to this great composer and conductor.

Mozart Ave Verum Corpus KV. 618: Leonard Bernstein Conducting


Mozart Ave Verum Corpus kv. 618

Chor und Symphonieorchester des Bayerischen Rundfunks, April 1990  

Leonard Bernstein

Anton Bruckner, LOCUS ISTE, Cappella Musicale Basilica di San Marco, Milano, Direttore Giovanni Vianini, anno


Arthur Rubinstein plays “La Campanella”-Liszt-Paganini


Oistrakh plays Dvorak – Slavonic Dance No 2 in E minor, Op. 72


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One of the best interpretations ever of the Slavonic Dance No. 2 in E Minor, by Davin Oistrakh.

HUMORESQUE, Op. 101, No. 7- Antonin Dvorak



 Columbia Symphony Orchestra, Isaac Stern & Milton Katims – Humoresque, Op. 101, No. 7

Dvorak House Declared A Manhattan Landmark:
http://www.nytimes.com/1991/02/27/nyregion/dvorak-house-declared-a-manhattan-landmark.html

G. F. Handel – (1/3) Music for the Royal Fireworks HWV 351 (with live fireworks!) – I. + II. mvt


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Georg Friedrich Händel (1685-1759)

1. Adagio
2. Allegro
3. Lentement
4. Allegro
Orchestra Of San Marco, Luigi Varese – Feux D’artifices Royaux-ouverture

GRIGORE LESE “TRIMAS-O IMPARATU CARTE”


Gheorghe Zamfir: Plays Unchained Melody Arrangement For Nai (PanFlute)


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The pan flute is called  “nai”, in Romanian and it became renown  due to Gheorghe Zamfir, who’s biography can be accessed here:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gheorghe_Zamfir


Also you can access the following link:  http://www.panflutejedi.com/levni.html,
 information about the origins and evolution of the pan flute.

What I think that Mr. Zamfir did with the pan flute is close to the evolution of the harpsichord to the grand piano. It is virtuosity at its best.  

Doru Stanculescu – Hai, hai, haidi, hai (Pe sub flori ma leganai)



Hai, hai, haidi, hai (Pe sub flori ma leganai)

N-a stii nimeni ca m-am dus,
Numa’ m-or vedea ca nu-s,
Sus e cerul, larga-i lumea,
Bine c-a-nfrunzit padurea.

Hai, hai, hai, haidi, hai, dihai,
Pe sub flori ma leganai
Hai, hai, hai, haidi, hai, dihai,
Pe sub flori ma leganai.

Sus e cerul, larga-i lumea,
N-a sti nimeni ca m-am dus,

Bine c-a-nfrunzit padurea
Numai or vedea ca nu-s

Hai, hai, hai, haidi, hai, dihai,
Pe sub flori ma leganai
Hai, hai, hai, haidi, hai, dihai,
Pe sub flori ma leganai.

Come, come, come on, come and come some more

Nobody will know I’m gone,
Only that they see me not,
High the sky, and large the world,
Good thing the wood went green.

Come, come, come on, come and come some more,
Under flowers sways my swing, come, come now,
Come, come, come on, come and come some more,
Under flowers sways my swing…come now.

 Nobody will know I’m gone,
Only that I’m not in sight,
High the sky, and large the world,
Good thing the wood went green.

Come, come, come on, come and come some more,
Under flowers sways my swing, come, come now,
Come, come, come on, come and come some more,
Under flowers sways my swing…come now.

My Poem: “Pi for Π”


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Pi for Π

 

 

May be we did not learned from
migratory
birds
salmon 
rocks
wind
water…
Truth be told: All turns into itself full sphere
We’re part of it, we’re life
we move in forms ourselves
an ever so much smaller place
but furthering horizon
Where is the womb?
A place of no timely arrival

A place that live the way we thought it was…
beginning
in our dreams in our chained reliance only
in space but in  time never

Π  equals 3 and infinity
almost there
always infinity…
We need the rest of IT 
that most meaningless of points

We need to know Now.

 

 

Yet another record: Winter is over in California (it was a, 2 weeks long winter)


And today was already summer, with beach goers and surfers, and a very low tide today too at the ocean.
Again I am updating the stats showing that if my site were a town, and the visits its citizens, the town would be as big as:

Langdon, New Hampshire- USA