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The Cat in the Bath

October 8, 2011 Leave a comment

The Cat in the Bath on YouTube

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Categories: Videos

Moo says the cow

August 10, 2011 Leave a comment

Moo says the cow
and that’s the way I’m feeling now.
Too mixed up to be verbal
even lack the words to burble.
 
So I put what I feel into one single word
Listen to me, I hope it will be heard.

Moo, moo moo,
do you feel it, too?
Moo, moo moo,
That’s my point of view.

I don’t care if it’s neutral
I hope it is mutual
I’m asking how is it for you?

Categories: Music, Videos

Watch The Guitar Hero

August 5, 2011 Leave a comment

Baby baby, baby, baby: where did our week go? 
Baby baby, baby, baby: and all the promises and things to be done? 

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday:
I hope it has been fun.

We keep moving, moving in circles
old mother time drags us along.

Faster, faster, faster, faster:
her arm is strong

Categories: Music, Videos

I hope this influences you

August 5, 2011 Leave a comment

Keep influencing me in your influential way
’cause and influencer’s influence is so important.
Keep influencing me in your influential way
’cause and influencer’s influence is influential.

πŸ˜‰

Categories: Music, Videos

Dream About A Strange Bus

August 2, 2011 Leave a comment

This dream keeps hovering over my mind. Strange how some dreams do.

I’m standing at the bus stop with a co-worker. We are heading for work, we are late, the bus is late, too. I don’t know where we are and I have no clear plan how we get to work. The bus is just a vague idea. It will take us SOMEwhere – and relatively fast. If you want to get SOMEwhere to take the bus seems like a good idea. My co-worker isn’t trustworthy in this. He knows even less than I do.

Finally the bus arrives. I take my grandfather’s pocket watch out of my breast pocket. I have it on a golden watch chain. I know it’s late, I don’t want to check the time, the gesture is my way to show my disapproval to the bus driver.

We enter the bus, I go first and notice that from inside the bus has no windows, not even a windshield – just solid walls with white wallpaper. I look at the driver and say: “Oh, that’s difficult driving, isn’t it?” He answers: “I was late and this was the only bus left at the depot. It’s difficult to drive this way and I drag behind schedule more and more. What kind of ticket may I give you?” – I don’t know. I have no idea where my workplace is – I just hope to find it as the bus passes familiar territory. As I can’t name a destination I opt for the cheapest ticket but pay with a big banknote. Handing me my change the driver asks: “Your pal gets 2,40, too?” I say “I didn’t want 2,40 – I wanted 1,30!” I’m getting angry and excited. He says “It’s ok, it’s ok. I gave you a 2,40 ticket for 1,30.” I check my change and find he gave me back much more than I gave him. But all in old German Mark coins. Suddenly the silver coins look very valuable. I like this bus driver.

He says: “Your pal seems a bit disorientated. Please help him with the money.” I turn to my co-worker. He is just standing there, purse in his hand and understands nothing. I open that purse and try to find the change – but there are only colored triangles in there. Like pieces of a pie chart.

The bus driver gets very excited and says these are not colorful pieces of a pie chart – but windows. He says all his windows had turned to powder because he had not cared for them properly – so he wants to buy the pie chart windows from my co-worker’s purse. They start to bargain over the price while the bus still stands at the stop and it’s getting later and later.

I turn away and find a table with an old tablecloth and a vase of flowers on it. There is a couch so I sit down. Will we ever find our workplace?

Categories: Music, Videos

Talking Drums

August 1, 2011 Leave a comment

Yesterday I was talking about things expressed between the lines of speech. Only a moderate volume of speech today πŸ˜‰

Categories: Music, Videos

Which important set of beliefs do I have to let go?

July 31, 2011 Leave a comment

 

“You are lucky”, says the technician. “I am giving you a new electric meter.” And he screws a brand new black electric meter into the wall. I somehow disapprove of this gesture. The fake generosity. Hey, I’m paying for this, don’t I?

But I remember this electric meter has been here all my life. All electric power in my house went through this. Will there be a change now? A new smooth freshness?

Which makes me think of the photos of my grandparents I carry with me everywhere and all the time. My personal electric meter? The center where all my energy passes through? What if I loose energy there? What if my relationship with the past is an energy glutton interfering with my ability to have a relationship with the present?

Which important set of beliefs do I have to let go? Which hypothesis on life do I have to turn my back on to walk into the presence of now?

If this only would be as easy as changing a meter!

I decide to put my grandparents’ pictures out of my wallet. I didn’t even look at them for years now. It’s just a presence. Like a sound that is always there so that it feels like a disturbance when it suddenly isn’t there any more.

Am I ready for the silence?

Would a ceremony be appropriate to break from this decade old habit? Should I burn the crumpled images, watch the smoke dissolve into the openness of the sky and see them unite with the clouds?

Should I release them into the waters of a river and watch them disappear gently hopping up and down on the cheerful river waves – on their way into the vast range of the sea?

How can I make that part of me understand that never picked up language but listens to sounds and the emotions vibrating in them?

That part of me that understands a picture within a second even if the message contains volumes of meaning.

Am I ready for the silence?

 

Categories: Spirituality, Videos