Monday, 16 May 2016

Sex And Crime

In both instances only the moment counts, there is no past and no future, just now.

And the experience is likely to change a lot of things for good.



Sex changes everything

I'm in love with your bewilderment
I want to get lost in it
You are looking for food for thought
Shall I fetch something from the Chinese take-away
You say, Love is a predator from a different planet
I say, Call me if you've got another one as good as this
Sex changes everything
I'm in love with your bewilderment
I want to pay for it
I spotted you in magazines
The devil may take me
You say, Love is a predator from a different planet
I say, Call me if you've got another one as good as this
Sex changes everything
I'm in love with your bewilderment
I'd better repeat this
I know how you spend your money
You may determine this yourself
You say, Don't bite the hand that feeds you sweet cake
I say, Just bite mine then I feel that I'm alive
Sex changes everything
Check it out one time y'all


Depth

Isn't it a sign of depth of character if  actions and behaviour could be changing quite radically from one moment to the next given the right context?! Isn't that the sign of a rich inner life reacting to the things one perceives?!

Let's live and let the drama and comedy unfold, instead of the pitiable pit to always remain in character.

Sunday, 15 May 2016

Judgemental

 I often wish that people were less judgemental about their fellow human beings, but I guess it's a habit becoming more common.
An alltime low in this respect was when I was working at the library of my children's primary school and in comes this boy. He was about eight years old and constantly commenting on the other children, for example the choice of the books they were reading, saying something like: This book fits you because it has little text in it. So finally I had to turn to the other children asking them if he can't just for once stop this. Here everybody is welcome and everybody may read the book she or he likes and I'm grateful for anybody who actually does read. Sad boy living a sad life.



BTW my first name means "God is my judge", a sentence I've been giving some thought to ever since I found out and it's been quite a while. Maybe it just means that one should leave the judging especially of people as a person to god ;)

Saturday, 14 May 2016

Erotic Belgian Songs II

;) What I like about both songs is that a link to crime is suggested.

Absynthe Minded are singing about "splitting the money and seeing it through".


Absynthe Minded - Heaven Knows from Absynthe Minded on Vimeo.

Warhaus on the other hand have the police arrive at the "scene of the crime". I wonder though why both my husband and my son thought the two detectives were Mafia killers though there is clearly a blue light visible on their car ;). So the end puzzled them a lot ;).


Love Is My Sin

...and thy dear virtue hate,
Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving... - William Shakespeare, Sonnet 142

This masterful merry-go-round of ideas as opposite as love and hate, sin and virtue and then linking love and sin, and (dear!) virtue and hate. - Would we still be capable of creating something like it nowadays?!


Friday, 13 May 2016

Watercolour

To achieve very tiny lines in his paintings Jan van Eyck painted with watercolour into the oil paint.

The Passenger

Voyage, voyage!

Years ago at Raimund's seminar "Um den Punkt geredet" ("Talk around the point" actually meaning "to beat about the bush") as we were asked to present a work of art, I did and recited "To be or not to be". Because everybody was silent I began to argue that this to me is a perfect work of art. It has many layers and each time I revisit it I see a new aspect, somehow it appears to grow with me. And this was not nearly all, it has a perfect rhythm, a wonderful sound.
So Raimund felt challenged and began to talk about phenomenology and Edmund Husserl. According to Raimund this is the origin of Husserl's philosophy of phenomenology: When he was travelling by train his companion said to him: "Look at these black and white cows in the meadow." And Husserl replied: "From this side they are."
The whole excursion ended with Raimund addressing me: "If I understand you correctly then you believe that if I got into my car I can never be sure of reaching my destination." And we both smiled at each other and it was deep and thorough.