To live in spite of.....

Darkness fetters us around. We are surrounded. What should have happened has happened. The near end does not amaze us at all. The days of Mother-Earth are numbered. Her noble Warriors fall either together or divided, and though she knows what should happen and how, when and where, she cannot share that knowledge with us. Thus, being in ignorance, we are moving towards Fatum, blindly. That is all, one might think....

But having all this in the background, each of us still has the right to have the last wish. What will it be like? Do we know what we want and what we need?

"No."

Do we feel what wee need?

"Yes." (however we mostly do not trust in that feeling).

What to do?

One option is: to stretch in bed after a restless sleep, to come to work, to stir the system up to hell, to arrange individual parts in the system, to be in two calls simultaneously, to enjoy a cup of coffee, to state authoritatively your understanding of the Future (let the people amuse), to eat, to intercommunicate through music, to make music through beer, to make a discovery, to decide for frenzy, to have more beer, to enjoy the future, to catch the stranger's look, to look at somebody with a stranger look, to sing an unfamiliar song and dance to a familiar one, to tell a story, to come down with money completely, to give yourself to Earth, to subdue the anger, to bow to the beloved one, to put yourself at the mercy of Eternity and to hope for a new day.

Mind out! one whole day postponement....

We Are One

Some five years ago remus pleased DENNIS by finding information on the performer of "My Love, We Are One" from the movie Orca (The Killer Whale), and the lyrics. Today it is me who was pleased with that.

Artist: Carol Connors
Music: Ennio Morricone

I will bring the sun through darkened clouds
And I will live with you rainbows for your eyes
Rainbows for your eyes

Now, my love, we are one
We are one
We are one, cried my love
Let me lead you where the moonlit waters fall
Shadows softly call
My love, we are one
We are one
We are one, cried my love
Let me lead you where the stillness of the night
Delivered dawn’s first light
My love, we are one
We are one
We are one
We are one

A pomegranate fraction

I don't need any Wiki to describe the meaning of "an instrument"word. It is an item required for creation of anything, that in its turn means (Mher leaves tonight, while the wine has been tasted now) to  hand Energyto Mother-Earth and the Universe (or should I say "to give", which sound even more erotic). Hendo knows, he feels, and when Mesrop called on me I was about to cry. Is it me who will let These people down?! Is it me who should not be thankful for having them beside?! If I had an instrument I would tell everybody about myself (due to Mher's dislocation and his wine). 24 hours ago I held her in my arms and she responded to me with her being, and her being is to sound the Ensouler would ask of her. It depends on him how others see her, and on this - how Mother-Earth is enriched. She was with me yesterday, not for long, just about one hour. Here, Mher has run in front f me, he is in rush, his time is counted in hours, mine - in years, and Wine is the Judge for all. I cannot let Mesrop down, he is pure. Old but pure. So I will be playing today, rehearsing, trying to do that fan with my fingers, thus lifting my instrument up to the level of amusement. Blessed are my friends' distant trips, for they open the path to our Mother from time to time. And meetings and conferences - oh what trifles they all are!
A pomegranate fraction, you started my day today, though Mher didn't get that.

The Magnificent Jim Carrey

No comments here: he is magnificent!