I like the pice.Image, poetry...I miss the music.But it´s no proble, at my side is all I need.In this case, "Be Well" a music most do not know: "Musique Essentielle" . Best for odd hours.
Regards
jorge
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30-Sep-2005 12:12
Puzzles.Open the palms of your mind.And discover how many pieces you can hold.Do they fit together in your conscience? Or is the mosaic of one whole, a cruel joke upon the wishful? Are we doomed to paradox and arguement and disparate desparation? As a child the whys seemed to be endless.And yet that timeplace was simply comforting and wonderously rich.Perhaps with the youthful marvelling at novel experience.It was curiosity rather than a demand of reconciliation.It should not be said with fairness that my place among man has contaminanted my view of searching for life patterns.Of making convenient boxes for the pieces that are organized "just so" according to their way.But everyone grows into a religion from their elders of family,faith and science.Sometimes I long for the naive fascination uncluttered by the knife of conception.Which slivers my world into this and that.And I am so glad that you are sharing your worldlife with me.So that my night can be enlightened by your daily brightness :-)
(the truth and nothing but the whole truth I swear :-))
Confrontation et chao sont des sources inépuisable de créativité aussi
Ying et Yang
Gilles
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30-Sep-2005 07:19
Big truth .. and it always like this, since the World exist..
Sun and the moon..two things, which cant exist without eachother..but still the just meet for some seconds..on sunrise and sunset..to kiss eachother, and than they go alone to shine for us...well....sad love storry..but the oldest and the one which will last forever, thats sure!.......(the photo just expresses well the contrast between day and night..)
