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Think of it Always

There got to be Music

What would we do without music? And those special artistic musicians!? Musicians handling their instruments like they were their ”love of life” and every tone produced as if it was a touch in a love act. Sometimes in tenderly softness and sometimes hot-tempered rapture. I love artistry on that high level. All kinds of artistry. Musicians with their instruments, singers and their voices, dancers and their feet, painters and their brushes, actors on their scen ….

flowing tunes
created on highest level release
strings in love

There got to be music!

Daily Prompt: Festive.

The Weakest Strength

First I must say – Kristjaan – Host of Carpe Diem – You are fantastic! This journey you bring us on is amazing. Music and poetry goes very well along and you put such an effort in this – I would never have known about so many talanted female composers if not for you. You are my HERO of December – Just saying!!!!!

Now – just at home after visiting an art auction and passing through the greatest Christmas Market in Budapest – …. oh so many new experiences … !!! – I sit down and turn on the music – and the first feeling I get is – this touches my soul!

And in the other end – of cyber – my granddaughter – she just sent a new song -she recorded- to me. She sings and play the guitar and the piano. So lovely!

My senses are overwhelmed – and I love it!

with music
comes the strongest weakness
a spider leg

with music
comes the weakest strength
a spider web

I like when contrasts meet. It’s challenging and exciting. And a great start for ….

Carpe Diem: #1102
Symphony No. 4 Op. 50 by Johanna Senfter.

My Holy Three – x3x3x3

Fortune about substance – Fortune about happiness – Fortune about experiences.
Body – Heart – Soul
Needs – Emotions – Reason (3Brains: Reptile – Limbic system – Neocortex)

What’s directing in different situations?

That’s an important question to reflect about. I think people are far too much focused on tw0 and not the third.

The pedophile – by needs and body pleasure – reptile brain.
The terrorist – by emotions –
The atheist – by reason –

Why do more and more people get immensely fat? – And the TV love to make programs about it! Why?

Why do people turn to extreme collectors and why do people buy all kinds of things they don’t really need? – And TV love to make programs about it! Why?

Why isn’t reason ruling our lives? Is it to blame somebody else?

Well I cannot change the world – I can try … but ….!

My life is in my hands – or correctly – my way of living my life is in my hands. So if I value myself I just have to take care of myself. I ought to find out what is important in life. Not just to me! Not just for me! What’s most important in life! One must find out for oneself. And at the same time – hopefully – be a resource for others.

How should I live my life so I can be proud of myself, stay healthy and enjoy every day as much as possible.

I think I am rather good att living my life. I don’t need a lot of things and clothes but I need my Canon, Mac, iPad and iPhone 😉
I have been a hard working woman all my life and now I enjoy after_work 😉
Since I love to watch phenomena in everyday life, people and their behavior …. and since I love all kinds of performing arts, music and culture …. Budapest is the right place for me. In Sweden I could neither have the possibility nor afford because of distance and costs. My program 2016 and now started up 2017.

And I can choose when I want to be in the crowd and when I want to be in my own space.

Now before Christmas there are more than 1 million turists in Budapest. Safe and sound – so far!

Daily Prompt: Fortune.

Viktoria Halleluja

In Budapest there are always a lot of culture events and performances going on. Both with famous artists and artists to be. In city center there is ”The Glass House” where not so famous artists take the scene and perform. I often go there. Some days ago it was time for children and I recorded. Viktoria sang Halleluja so beautifully – I think.

children’s voices
tend to fill the christmas air
with carols

Carpe Diem: Seven Days Before Christmas 2016
#3 Christmas Carols.

Catfishing on Internet

Well well well – There is fishing and there is fishing!

As having great interest in people and their behaviour I will choose to focus on ”catfishing” – fishing on Internet. It’s such a fraudulent activity.

Often young far eastern men targeting women. Often the lonely ones – the vulnerable. I sometimes get questions about friendship on Facebook. Very odd ones. Luckily I’m not vulnerable or weak, maybe lonely sometimes. When it happens I get militant and combative – I take a fight for a better world – even on Internet. I also have warned some women. And they were thankful.

Like when working against mobbing – I aim to show the bad behaviour – yes make it real – describe – show in pictures – a clear picture about the phenomenon.

So I made a webpage and I made a Facebook page. Sometimes it’s so stupid!

”Pierre Oblin” a general in US army – What general will make a Facebook page like this? And why contact me!? Isn’t it stupid! So insane! I would like very much to hang out the ”figure” behind this.

Daily Prompt: Fishing.

Vilken bravur!

Doris brukade bli så fruktansvärt nervös inför sina scenframträdanden. Men inte nu längre. Inte sedan den dagen hon hade träffat sin gamle folkskollärare. Det var en vanlig tisdag och hon hade varit på så gott humör. Hade hon varit sur den dagen hade hon antagligen knappt sett sin lärare. Bara rusat förbi. Just denna dagen hade hon varit pratsam och öppen. Till och med avslöjat sin förfärliga scenskräck.
-Då ska du få ett råd av mig, hade hennes gamle lärare sagt.
-Tänk ut ett kort ord och hitta på minst tio rimord. Rimma sedan en ramsa med orden och låt sista raden innehålla ordet bravur. Detta ska du börja göra exakt 27 minuter innan du går in på scenen. Lova mig nu att göra detta vid första bästa tillfälle! Det är viktigt!
-Ok! Doris hade svarat av bara farten.
Egentligen tyckte hon det var helknäppt. Inte hade hon gillat läraren särkilt mycket heller i skolan.

Doris ska alldeles strax in på scenen och i huvudet låter det:

att stå på lur
vid en hög mur
i väntan på sin tur
med förvåning pur
beskåda en filur
fängslad i bur
faktiskt väldigt sur
man kan undra hur
den undkom en skur
efter en riktig kur
av ovett i dur
vilken bravur

Ett leende sprider sig i Doris ansikte när hon går mot scenen. ”Bravur” sjunger det i huvudet och hon nästan hör applåderna.

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Picture on top – is from tonight’s very interesting performance show – contemporary dance – about the Hungarian artist Lilli Ország. Live piano music and creative settings as complement.
At the National Gallery in Buda Castle, Budapest.
I like a lot when different arts meet choreographed to performance arts. This was my first time about a painter artist. When home and watching TV I heard about a Russian choreographer who just was about to set up a dance about a psychological novel. A lot of cultural creativity going on – how wonderful!

Skrivpuff: Sur.

“Everything you can imagine is real.” Pablo Picasso

Lili Ország show

I went to Buda Castle tonight to see the show inspired by Hungarian artist Lili Ország. It was a mystical show and I didn’t understand all of it. Suppose I have learn more about LO. The dancers where very talented and with great passion in their roles. The piano player too.

First time I have been to a dance performance about a painter artist. Music – Dance – Art all three together in this performance – very innovative and creative – I like!

Tyngd av Svekets Smärta

Han måste ha sett att hennes leende försvann och att hon fick något vaksamt i blicken för han harklade sig och tillade snabbt: (sid 180)

– Men jag stannade inte!

Evelyn kände den där krampaktiga smärtan i sitt djupaste inre. Smärtan som tar över tankarna och känslorna. Smärtan som tränger undan förnuftet.

Hon visste inte om det var svartsjuka eller såret från hans tidigare svek. Det var nog sveket som gjorde mest ont. Hon kunde inte komma över det. Eller ville inte?

När hon nu betraktade honom där han stod i sin osympatiska skepnad – kände hon att den vaksamma misstänksamheten, som hade infunnit sig när hon förstod att han träffat henne igen, gled över till antipati. Han tycktes till och med bli mindre i hennes betraktande. Han liksom krympte, gled iväg från henne och hon ville inte hålla kvar honom.

Evelyn vände sig om, tog sin jacka och gick iväg. Han ropade efter henne men hon vände sig inte ens om utan fortsatte.
Tyngd av svekets smärta inom sig startade hon bilen och körde bort. Endast ett moln av bilgaser lämnades kvar.

Skrivpuff: En slumpmässigt utvald mening i mitten av ….
… jag väljer Tamara McKinleys Eldhärjad.

Time to say Good Bye – Saxophone solo.