violethour

how is it possible that the downfall of man can be attributed to such a small thing?

 

spain

"I am leaving", said the Flamenco Guitarist to me. "I am going back to simple Point and Plane. Flat Two Dimensional Space.

"But that is crazy", I said, "what kind of Life is that?"

"What kind if Life is that?", he says to me, but he is not asking a question. Again he parrots, but now it is more like a bark, "What kind of Life is that?" And he turns the question around, "What kind of Life is this?"
Look around you. Three dimensional Linear Space is like living on an active Volcanoe! You like this! This is Insane! I any moment, it can all be over! And knowing this, in choosing this, you still exist not
caring that each moment passing is a burial. A Death. An End to something you never even chose to Know. This is Crazy! I am going back to Point and Plane. It is much simpler there"

"But Your Flamenco made me cry."

"I am glad to hear you say this my friend. It will still make you cry. You will not so easily forget the beauty of Me. The beauty and the truth of Art is that it is a glimpse into the All." And then he puts his hand on my shoulder. " Point and Plane is only but a moment. From there I will transmutate into energy. Come with me", he says, "Come my friend, we will become All."

"i like it here to much ", I said.

He looks at me with an almost disgust. He shakes his head. "You have no idea how stupid what just said is stupid." He puts his other hand on my other shoulder and he looks me in the eye. "Have it your way", he says. "We will meet again. We always have, and we always will. Opposite atoms attract, eventually bind, and compounds form. " And then finally, he looks at me straight into me and he is all smiles, " Enjoy your Time", he says, "even though it is always running out, enjoy it."

And then he is gone.
First he becomes the fragments of the last dream before I awaken.
I type what I can recall. This is me sitting here now typing, already words are changing. not what I had
experienced.
not perfecto.

I imagine him the birds in the Dawn
I Smile at what I can still experience but no longer articulate.

I keep typing until the moment is barely still conscious.
until it is nothing but a heartbeat
until it is nothing but his flamenco guitar.
riding the Carabinera
from the Pyrennes to the Costa Brava,
Loarre, San Juan de la Pena, Alquezar
Besalu, Emporda, Pubol,
Empuries
Portlligat

Spain
This is Spain.

_____________________________
Michael & Candace Magoski
Magoski Arts Colony
Violethour

Cherry Blossom Pink

In this hand I hold Movement

and in this hand I hold Evolution

Inside me I keep Perception

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Can I get it done in time?  I don't know.  There's a whole lot of work to go.

And this here computer of mine is moving pretty slow.

 

Buddah in line at the Shibuya Train Station at 5:00 PM on Friday.

Reintroduced to the Wild Orangatang meets Me in the Forest

Let the Right One In

Do You Know Which Way is Up?

 

Add a new category…-

Larry Salzman, Dave Goldberg, Duane Allen and Leo Coronado on the Theramin - Soundtracks, Landscapes and Atmospheres
Charlie Visnic on the Modulating Synthesizer

Opening Monologue (Socialist Utopian History and Philiosophy) -  Random Guy that Walked in
Quiet Guy - His Friend

Cherry Pink and Apple Blossom White.

You are Closer than You Think.

To Changing the Way You See.

You are Closer than You Think.

Change the Way You See.

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Your time is coming

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I Fell into You

I Fell in You

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So Much More

So Much More

 

 

I really love movies

I really love watching movies, but mostly comedies. Unfortunately recent comedies are rare unless it's a romantic comedy, and those suck. Television appears to have better comedy writers, why is that?

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I really love movies

I really love watching movies, but mostly comedies. Unfortunately recent comedies are rare unless it's a romantic comedy, and those suck. Television appears to have better comedy writers, why is that?

We have been watching allot of foreign films, many have a great deal of nudity. We also have been into small budget films, and art house films. I think being part of a group that hosts a film night monthly would be fun and interesting.

I have to go now,

candace

The Rules of Love

Subject: Re: The Rules of Love

by William Blackfeather


Everyone here loves their planet,

But they all want to drive

To take control of this vessel,

Not just to be alive

 

Paradise is where we are headed for,

Somewhere above or below the stars

Where we will all be in a body renewed

When we trade this one of scars

 

Somewhere off in the distant future,

Somewhere right about now

We will learn each others thoughts

And teach each other, how.

 

The Rules of Love

Subject: Re: The Rules of Love

by William Blackfeather


Everyone here loves their planet,

But they all want to drive

To take control of this vessel,

Not just to be alive

 

Paradise is where we are headed for,

Somewhere above or below the stars

Where we will all be in a body renewed

When we trade this one of scars

 

Somewhere off in the distant future,

Somewhere right about now

We will learn each others thoughts

And teach each other, how.

 

The Rules of Love

Every choice you make must be a consciously made choice.
Think not just for the moment, but also for the next.
The Ends to not Justify the Means, but the Means do Make the End feel better.
How you live your life does matter.
Dub Reggae is only for the enlightened.
I need a Sound Man
I need you to put together soundtracks.
If you listen to me I will tell you exactly what you should do next.
You don't have to listen to me
but if you do, you will end up rich by all measures.

Grilled Cheese and Jam: 110113 (part 2 of 3)

Grilled Cheese and Jam: January 13, 2011 (part 1)

Your love is Candysweet