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Erotic Belgian Songs

This one is pretty new and with a funny twist at the end - my kind of humour. Some people compared it to Serge Gainsbourg.



But this one is even more erotic.



Absynthe Minded - Heaven Knows from Absynthe Minded on Vimeo.

Voyage

The traveler sees what he sees. The tourist sees what he has come to see. - G. K. Chesterton

All you know is worthless in the end...I feel so satisfied right now cause every guarantee is gone. - History Makes Science Fiction

Synesthesia

There are of course the eyes that are smiling and mouths that are dreaming. By chance today I came across this one:

As an imperfect actor on the stage
Who with his fear is put besides the part,
Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage,
Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart;
So I, for fear of trust, forget to say
The perfect ceremony of love's rite,
And in mine own love's strength seem to decay,
O'ercharged with burthen of mine own love's might.
O, let my looks be then the eloquence
And dumb presagers of my speaking breast;
Who plead for love, and look for recompense,
More than that tongue that more hath more express'd
O, learn to read what silent love has writ!
To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit.

William Shakespeare, Sonnet 23

Lessons in Humour II

My former English teacher's reply to the invitation to the opening of my Examensausstellung - an exhibition one has to do as part of the exam at an academy of fine arts.

 

I've never dared to address him in any other language than English and always found it kind of odd when he was talking in his native German, but then he went as a teacher to Uganda twice, in the early and in the late 1980s. This had also the side-effect that sometimes some of his former students from Uganda would visit him and subsequently also our school. The greatest compliment he has ever made me, though another English teacher actually told me that he had told him, was that I was one of the few students who could understand a joke in English. On the other hand it might just be that a lot of  German people do not get the English kind of humour ;).

The All Together

For the one in a hide-out behind glass
For the one with the clouded window
For the one who believes he's alone
(You) must know that we are all together
For the one with the closed book
For the one with the quickly forgotten names
For the one on a fruitless search
(You) must know that we are all together
Sing, fight, cry, pray, laugh, work and admire
Not without us

For the one with the sleepless night
For the one who cannot grasp his luck
For the one who doesn't do anything but wait
(You) must know that we are all together
Sing, fight, cry, pray, laugh, work and admire
Not without us

For the one with his self-indulgent pride
in his risk-free high tower
on his risk-free high rock
(you) ought to know that's not the way we were born
Sing, fight, cry, pray, laugh, work and admire (3x)
Not without us

For the one with the open face
For the one with the naked body
For the one in the limelight
For the one who knows that we will come together
Sing, fight, cry, pray, laugh, work and admire
Not without us

Sensitiveness

I broke out of all social bounds, and rushed at the door of the room which I thought to contain the incredible creature. I burst it open; the room was pitch dark. But from the front of me came a small sad yelp, and from behind me a double shriek.
"You have done it now!" cried Dr. Hagg, burying his bald brow in his hands. "You have let in a draught on him; and he is dead." - from How I Found The Superman, G. K. Chesterton