For a short moment I felt touched by love This morning. Like someone through a dream would've reached for me. For a moment of time. A fraction in life. Creating a wave of tender love, it surrounded me. For a short moment I saw the reflection of a blue sky in my own eyes. And the sky was full of love as the pink petals slowly were pushed forward in the wind as on their way through life. As I saw them fall down through the blue existence I felt like moving through a dream being touched by love as the petals touched the ground. Music of today: Laleh's Big City Love
I'm in love. I'm in deep love with Tamarama. I'd just wanna say "Riff me up, boys". Because what they do with that guitar is excellent. It's an instant move from ordinary life to dreaming, vacation, sitting in the car heading for the airport.
There's so much Jack [Johnson] in it, that I start to get the same feeling of being blessed, when listening to the boys of Tamarama.
This time I'll have to thank The Cityfor introducing these soulful people to me. Jay Lyon and Nicolas Potts are doing it just right. You can here it in their riffs: the beaches of Australia, the sun, the sand, the surf. You can hear it all. You can feel it. And even though based in New York, I hope the music will keep its sense of beach.
My favourites from the Wonderland City album? - Everything to me - Illusions - Sunsets
come on sunset fill our eyes we love to watch the clouds roll by if we hold up a second we might learn a lesson if we hold up a second this moment’s a blessing [Sunsets]
This Valentine's day I'm giving myself a treat: I'm gonna see Jaques Tati's Playtime on the big screen for the first time. I've seen this marvelous movie a couple of times before, and I must say it's one of my all time favourites.
What's the most intriguing part is all the modernity, the bigness and beautifulness of modern ways, the almost extra-terrestrial settings of steel and glass. All of this made in 1967, a brave move from Tati, I'd say. Playtime is a film to be enjoyed with all senses, but if you are looking for a plot or a storyline - forget it. Mon Oncle that came out almost a decade before is a fabulous work of art as well. In it, the same kind of love for modernity, consumerism, all-round use of gadgets.
This Saturday morning I finally take time to promote a book I've been reading for months. Still got some 40 pages left, but I feel it's on the safe side to make my comment on it.
The book explores how crisis gets exploited, disaster capitalism, offering plenty of examples within its 500 pages or so, including Hurricane Katrina, the tsunami in Southeast Asia, September 11th, Pinochet's coup in Chile in the 70's, the collapse of the Soviet Union, the Asian financial crisis.
Klein has been criticized for oversimplifying. How ever - the book is - at least for me - yet another story about how this world is showing its ugly face even when what would be needed the most is love and compassion. How a crisis can turn out to be just another mean of exploitation. How one person's disaster is another person's fortune. Klein is no economist and neither am I. That is probably why the book is both criticized and thanked. Popularisation at its best.
Today, starting from early in the morning, I felt this is an important day, a day of significance. Why - that I don't know. How ever, time will maybe tell.
I felt inspired right from the start. I felt happy. I felt fulfilled. That is not a bad sum for one day. I was thinking - what else has happened on this date?
Well, a lot of things, and many of great importance. But scrolling the Wikipedia I found one thing in particular that I wanted to bring forward.
There is no easy way
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Dear Romeo, my deepest love
You are an ocean to me. An ocean filled with all the love in my heart, all
the chambers of my soul, all of my thoughts, all of ...
Please. Don't.
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My dear Juliet, my love,
I feel you crumble and I feel I have caused it. I start to fall apart as
well. My love, my sweet little love, please listen to me,...