Is this all the same planet

It has been nearly a month I have not blogged, mainly because I was travelling fro the last three weeks. I re-discovered one of my old passions, or rather the balm that is for the soul. Besides discovering a new place and meeting new people it gave me the time to be with myself and resolve the last few issues that I may have had. It is all very clear in my mind, the dreams have to be lived. And not only yours but the dreams of others.

What we fail to do will not be done by someone else, or it may but that first hand experience will be lost, do we really want that? I have decided that not, that now its the moment to start the rest of my life, to live the dream, and to share it with those of us who care about us.

In that aspect I have also been very lucky. I have met some truly exceptional people, some really great personalities. Thank you all for the impact you have all had in my life.

I will carry on touching your lives the same way you have touched mine.

Silence

Recently my life has been spent in silence.

Just the sound of keys on a keyboard or the loud music from a crowded debauchery place.
Very recently a new sound has appeared. A subtle voice with a southern accent that fills the silence with whispers and tender words. I feel blessed and cradled in that new sound. I feel comfort and happiness, warmth and safety. I feel united and no longer alone. Its far more than anyone can hope for. I just feel blessed its happening to me.

A spark

Brief moments of happiness, like little sparks are what turn a gray cold day into a sunny warm one. A conversation, a smile, a mere presence turns things around with such ease. Sometimes things are better left unsaid, but the fire that burns inside makes the water of the feelings boil and sends a moist subtle perfume into the air. Words are never enough to describe this feeling. Courage and decision is what is required now, tact subtlety and fun just have to be inherent parts of it all.

I know how this is all a replay of moments past, the sense of deja vu is omnipresent, yet even if the universe is completely unaware of us, we still feel and that makes us alive. That makes us run against a wall hoping that this time we will stop in the warm and tender arms of someone we love and not the hard reality.

This is the story of a man falling from the 50th floor of a building,
he is repeating to himself. Jusqu'ici tout va bien (So far so good).
But the important thing is not how you fall. Its how you land.



For this time I will forget about all the stories of the past, forget all the bitterness that has accumulated over the years. Forget about the Deja vu and go with the flow.

Wish me luck. Matilde est revenue.



Yet the worse thing that can happen is just : Jeff.

Time distorts the finner structure of the universe

People come and go, appear and disappear out of life like characters on a screen. In the cinema of life, like on the big screen, each character is introduced and dismissed by using some formal rules. In life such events are just played without a script.

Last night was a pretty special as some stories from the past had to be dealt with on an emergency basis. The rush of adrenaline the turmoil that ensues, oh joy oh joy, feeling alive and thinking on my two feet.
About the technicalities, for the time being it shall suffice to say that, a final dot had to be put on a sentence that was left open, yet unwritten, several months ago. The dot is there, lives can move on. No book is written without shedding ink, and it is painful at times to do so. Yet no stories are told without drama. And that is all last night was, a drama lived in the Merlijn.

Its official...

The fine structure of the universe has been condensing for quite some time.
Things have lately just taken good twists and turns, without me doing anything to control or influence them.

Life now feels great like a big box of chocolates, to be honest.
Nothing more shall be revealed at this stage, much work is still to be done.

The classics never loose their value...

They just take a new shine.

The last few days have been eventful to say the least. Being reunited with some old friends is always a good occasion. Noticing that you can feel pain again is priceless.

Edith Piaf
Mon manège à moi

Tu me fais tourner la tête
Mon manège à moi, c'est toi
Je suis toujours à la fête
Quand tu me tiens dans tes bras

Je ferais le tour du monde
Ça ne tournerait pas plus que ça
La terre n'est pas assez ronde
Pour m'étourdir autant que toi...

Ah! Ce qu'on est bien tous les deux
Quand on est ensemble nous deux
Quelle vie on a tous les deux
Quand on s'aime comme nous deux

On pourrait changer de planète
Tant que j'ai mon cœur près du tien
J'entends les flons-flons de la fête
Et la terre n'y est pour rien

Ah oui! Parlons-en de la terre
Pour qui elle se prend la terre?
Ma parole, y a qu'elle sur terre!!
Y a qu'elle pour faire tant de mystères!

Mais pour nous y a pas d'problèmes
Car c'est pour la vie qu'on s'aime
Et si y avait pas de vie, même,
Nous on s'aimerait quand même

Car...
Tu me fais tourner la tête
Mon manège à moi, c'est toi
Je suis toujours à la fête
Quand tu me tiens dans tes bras

Je ferais le tour du monde
Ça ne tournerait pas plus que ça
La terre n'est pas assez ronde...
Mon manège à moi, c'est toi!

A tiny little spark is all you need

I will just put the video and the lyrics of the song.
How I got to meet it is another story which may or not be told.

ROYKSOPP
Sparks

No matter gay or grim;
it's those tiny little sparks
daily life that makes me
forget my wounded heart

It doesn't matter when
it may rain or it may shine
blurred memories of us
come back from time to time

No matter gay or grim;
it's those tiny little sparks
daily life that makes me
forget my soaky heart

It doesn't matter when
it may rain or it may shine
you will always be here
stored inside my mind.

What can I say... it feels good to find this sort of gems.