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February 11, 2023 at 04:45 #10672
amarynth
KeymasterI’ve lent my hand to creative endeavours, two specific styles and will probably tell all about it as time goes on. (Food is both sustenance and art to me as well!) But for now, the space to pour it all out. Artists sometimes present the picture of life in gory stories. And here Medvedev tells his story in modern mythical terms: Zeus the white bull, and the beautiful Europa.
Dmitry Medvedev from his Telegram channel:
About the Circus of freaks and the new abduction of Europe
A bearded model in a green smelly T-shirt rode a circus tent in Europe. Live broadcasts, front pages of newspapers, photos with “European bosses”.
Well, in parallel, hundreds of mobilized Ukrainians are dying every day, forcibly driven to protect the interests of the ruling Nazi clique.
I have already written that the current European “leaders”, all pathetic amateurs, terry Russophobes and intellectual pygmies, will never stand even next to their predecessors. Those who, after the most destructive war in the XX century, built a new, independent and prosperous Europe. This was especially noticeable during the last “miracle” of Ukrainian extortionists. The apogee of the “circus of freaks” was the audience of a greasy green T-shirt with the British monarch.
But all the more or less adequate people, especially the older generation, living on the fragments of the great Roman Empire, now see that they have been sold some kind of cheap pornographic show. A vile and dirty fantasy that brought only problems to Europeans.
The first of them is the exorbitant rise in the cost of their lives, which, probably, they will be able to cope with somehow. Eat less, wash less often, screw gas burners…
But what can you not do for the “victory of the mythical country 404”. Don’t understand what kind of horseradish, but they say in the newspapers that it exists. So the refugees are proof of that.
But the second one is much worse. National humiliation. The old “true” Europeans could probably endure from the “Big American Brother”. He also has the main money, and the main printing press (nobody knows the fate of the euro), and a great weapon, and even the vaunted American democracy.
But when the former, but empires are driven by former losers-underdogs… Well, the former “grand duchies” – Polish and Lithuanian… this is very humiliating. Especially for the direct descendants of the citizens of the Roman Empire – the Quirits. And for the descendants of the warlike Franks and Gauls.
This reign of exalted Young European freaks will end very badly for the “old European civilization”. It is already dissolving under the onslaught of emigrants arriving from all over the world. And soon it will disappear completely, repeating the well-known myth about the abduction of Europa by Zeus. Only today, the role of the bull will be played by impudent America, which, with its mouth open with lust, is served by traitors to European interests such as Poland and the Baltic countries.
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February 27, 2023 at 18:42 #11250Keymaster
This is poetry that I love.
Sea Fever (1902)
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.John Masefield
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March 3, 2023 at 04:27 #11343Keymaster
Catching up with some videos (too many) and this came to mind … from some time machine.
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March 17, 2023 at 20:44 #11777
siljan
ParticipantI see now that I have been going to the wrong salon…förlåt. This is where the poets, storytellers and the musicians hang out…oh man that Harry Nilsson song sure brings back a lot of memories…
That version of the Russian Anthem had me almost choked up AHH. Powerful
Interesting Chinese string instrument Sudhi. Never seen one before.
Jim Byrnes – Cross Road Blues;
Leave Me Now – Leonid & Friends;
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March 18, 2023 at 11:54 #11803
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March 23, 2023 at 12:11 #12028Participant
Kabir lived in Benares, India, in the 15th century. He was a weaver, a free-thinker and mystic, and opposed ritualism and false piety. Kabir’s own religious identity was ambiguous. His followers included both Hindus and Muslims. He wrote a large number of poems and songs in simple Hindi, which are still sung across north India even today.
The great Pandit Kumar Gandharva had delved deep into the mystical music tradition inspired by Kabir’s compositions.
Here is the master singing Kabir’s
“Ud Jayega Hans Akela”
A translation:
What is this world,
if not a play of illusions,
the swan (individual soul) will fly away alone from this playJust like it is difficult to trace a leaf
that falls away from the tree,
Who knows where we go when
the winds of death scatter usWhen our allotted time on earth is up,
when we cease to act in this drama,
Then, the messengers of Death (Yama)
will arrive to carry us away,
forcefully if need beKabir is immersed in the praise of the one Lord
and requests an early audience with the Lord,
Each one, guru and disciple alike,
will reap the fruits of their respective actions**
Thanks dear QC, for constantly reminding us of the Law of Karma.
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March 24, 2023 at 19:43 #12042Participant
THE TEN INDIAN COMMANDMENTS
– Treat the Earth and all that dwell thereen with Respect
– Remain close to the Great Spirit
– Show great respect for your fellow beings
– Work together for the benefit of all Mankind
– Give assistance and kindness wherever needed
– Do what you know to be right
– Look after the well being of mind and body
– Dedicate a share of your efforts to the greater good.
– Be truthful and honest at all times
– Take full responsibility for your actionsApache song Tatanka;
Buffy Sainte-Marie & Tanya Tagaq – You got to Run (Spirit of the Wind);
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March 25, 2023 at 04:42 #12046Keymaster
My personal Zen-Like story.
So, imagine a quiet beach, not a soul on the beach, beautiful summer day and I’m walking along, mumbling. I was heading up to writing quite an important exam that day and I was mumbling through the eight schools of psychology (as defined at the time), their major teachings, and doing a bit of compare and contrast because sure as god made little green apples, major questions would be forthcoming on just this topic in this 3 hour exam. So, I was mentally bringing this knowledge right into my genes. I had no money to pay again for this study should I screw up in the exam.
Far off into the distance, there were two black seabirds – just hanging out quietly on the beach or perhaps my eyes were a little vague and non-functional as all my action was happening in the brain and memory.
And so it went for a while and I got closer and closer to the seabirds that strangely did not waddle off or fly away. Closer and closer I came to see a sight outside of anything that I had ever experienced. There were two little people in their black leotards sitting in some yoga positions very quietly on the beach. I wanted to take a distance around them, as I did not want to disturb them and my brain was still busy – but, they unfolded and the namaste’s flowed. To my utter big surprise, he was a swami (teacher) and she was a portrait painter.
A swami? in our little backward burg. Unprecedented – never happened before.
I could do nothing else but invite them for a dinner absolutely that same evening. And off they went visiting their grown kids and I went to write my exam, which I aced.
Evening came around and it was a joyful celebration with everybody talking together at times and at times rich silence. My son, 7 or 8 at the time, was just so highly impressed that his mom brought a swami home and he hung onto every word that was spoken and on his very best behavior. In one of the quiet periods he asked if he could ask the swami a question and that was of course allowed.
So, he says and it was clear in his world he was so very serious: Swami, could you teach me to levitate? (I did not even know he knew the word levitate).
The swami grinned at him and this was the answer: “Yes sure, the first step is to love one another fully, that is the hard work, and then we sit around levitating and having fun all day long.”
So that was my very first Zen Like experience. The two weeks that the swami and his little wife spent visiting their children was a riot from that moment on. His children wanted to keep the parents out of sight, as it was just so unprecedented in our world, and they were so comically serious Christian, so, Swami and his little wife hung out with us. Swami taught me a method of foot massage – touching three ‘bodies’, pre-birth, physical and outside physicality, soul level. It was a healing modality. And then they went back to their school.
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March 25, 2023 at 13:10 #12068Participant
“L’appuntamento” – The Appointment
by Ornella Vanoni
A translation:I’ve been mistaken so many times by now that I already know
that today almost certainly
I was wrong about you once more
that you can change my life
and accept this strange appointment
has been a madness!Love, make it happen soon
I don’t resist
I don’t exist
I don’t exist, I don’t existI am sad amongst the people
that are passing nearby
but the nostalgia of seeing you again
is stronger than all weeping
the sun shines on my face as a sign of hope
I am waiting when suddenly
You appear at a distance!It is necessary to end this soon
to remember that I exist
That I exist
That I existCar lights, shop windows, streets
everything seems so confusing
my shadow is tired of following me
the day ends slowly
And to leave now
to return to my house
to my despairing life
this life that I wanted to give to you
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March 25, 2023 at 17:40 #12071Participant
Thank you amarynth for sharing that interesting story. I believe there is a higher power that leads us to meet certain people that changes our lives. What we give to others we will receive back in equal measure…
“So many gods, so many creeds so many paths that wind and wind, while just the art of being kind is all this sad world needs”. – Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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March 31, 2023 at 11:51 #12273Participant
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March 31, 2023 at 19:09 #12304Participant
Johnny Cash and Willie Nelson in different kind of settings and surroundings;
Johnny Cash – The Man in Black;
Willie Nelson and Wynton Marsalis – Georgia on my mind;
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April 7, 2023 at 12:52 #12556Participant
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April 7, 2023 at 12:53 #12557Participant
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April 8, 2023 at 11:56 #12585Participant
Tango ‘Poema’ From Russia: Dmitry Vasin and Sagadina Hamzina, world champions 2018;
Palestine shall be free, the wall will fall !
Rim Banna – A Time to Cry; (a lament over Jerusalem)
Happy Easter one and all
siljan
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April 14, 2023 at 22:16 #12808Participant
Tchaikovsky – Hymns of the Cherubim;
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April 15, 2023 at 12:46 #12825Participant
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April 16, 2023 at 10:59 #12848Participant
Thank you Sudhi. One of my favorit tunes when I need some space for contemplation
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April 28, 2023 at 11:15 #13246Participant
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April 28, 2023 at 21:27 #13253Participant
Thank you Sushi. In Sweden you are not allowed to play the balalaika. The prevailing Russophobia borders on mental illness.
This Band “Södra Bergens Ballalaikor” was cancelled because some members play that Russian instrument..Swedish Folk Band Banned From Singing in Ukraine’s Support Due to Russian Musical Instrument
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April 30, 2023 at 11:34 #13319Keymaster
Those were the days …
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May 6, 2023 at 12:54 #13550Participant
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May 6, 2023 at 21:46 #13554Participant
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May 6, 2023 at 21:47 #13555Participant
Women’s Troops of Russia – Victory Parade 2021;
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJN7MOiUWJgChina Female Military Parade;
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May 8, 2023 at 14:50 #13598Participant
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May 10, 2023 at 12:23 #13679Participant
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May 12, 2023 at 13:37 #13775Participant
A favorite song of Mr P,
if I remember correctly :Bertolt Brecht
Memory of Marie A :One day in blue-moon September,
Silent under a plum tree,
I held her, my silent pale love
in my arms like a fair and lovely dream.Above us in the summer skies,
Was a cloud that caught my eye.
It was so white and high up,
and when I looked up, it was no longer there.And since that moment, many a September
Came sailing in, then floated down the stream.
No doubt the plum trees were cut down for timber
And if you ask what happened to my dream
I shall reply: I cannot now remember.Though what you have in mind I surely know.
And yet her face: I really don’t recall it.
I just recall I kissed long ago.Even the kiss would have been long forgotten
If that white cloud had not been in the sky.
I know the cloud, and shall know it forever,
It was pure white and, oh, so very high.Perhaps the plum trees still are there and blooming.
Perhaps that woman has six children too.
But that white cloud bloomed only for a moment:
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May 13, 2023 at 21:29 #13817Participant
Eliades Ochoa – Concierto en el Gran Teatro de La Habana
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May 15, 2023 at 20:18 #13879
Mr P
ParticipantRecalling “Seventeen Seconds of Spring and the intrepid Comrade Stierlitz, It seems that the KGB had an agent that looks vaguely familiar… evidently it was necessary to let Stierlitz know about Crimea, hence the face to face… Enjoy!
https://youtu.be/R07TIgQh2CM (Stierlitz and Putin)
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May 15, 2023 at 20:35 #13882Participant
Possibly this Lady is unknown to y’all. Pretty songs, gal’s from the old America.
Best! P
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May 16, 2023 at 12:19 #13903Participant
Thanks, Mr. P, it’s always a pleasure to discover pretty songs
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May 16, 2023 at 12:20 #13904Participant
Fragrance in my heart
A petal falls, a bird calls
Dew drops melt awayby Syed Liaqath Peeran (b. 1950)
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May 17, 2023 at 14:09 #13928Participant
Thank you Mr. P and Sudhi, beautiful voice !
Got a good chuckle from that Stierlitz and Putin skit…
People get ready…
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May 17, 2023 at 15:28 #13930Participant
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May 19, 2023 at 22:06 #14018Participant
Santana – Africa Bamba;
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May 20, 2023 at 10:00 #14040Participant
with Wagners as the vanguard …
Lyrics translation:
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May 25, 2023 at 12:53 #14274Participant
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May 28, 2023 at 12:08 #14372Participant
It’s This Way :
Poem by Nazim HikmetI stand in the advancing light,
my hands hungry, the world beautiful.My eyes can’t get enough of the trees–
they’re so hopeful, so green.A sunny road runs through the mulberries,
I’m at the window of the prison infirmary.I can’t smell the medicines–
carnations must be blooming nearby.It’s this way:
being captured is beside the point,
the point is not to surrender.
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