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Something I have always found amusing is Existentialism... I mean when you look up at the stars how can you not know that the universe is rational. Enough philosophy, lets get on with reality I say.
Winamp has been in a quite mood as I wach the Olympics, Enya, Storms in Africa is playing as I type. I have always liked her music, another in the same genre is Deep Forest of wich the best known is Freedom Cry. Now it has switched to Vanessa Carlton and Sway, her rendition of Paint It Black of the Rolling Stones is one of the best versions ever.
Paint It Black - Jagger/Richards
I see a red door and I want it painted black
no colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they are painted black
with flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
like a new born baby it just happens every day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it's heading into black
maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
it's not easy facing up when your whole world is black

I wanna see it painted painted, painted black, oh baby
I wanna see it painted painted, painted black, oh baby

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the setting sun
my love will laugh with me before the morning comes

I wanna see it painted, painted black, oh
black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted from the sky
painted, painted, painted black oh baby
painted painted, painted black
Poiniant and sad... a song I relate to and gives me a chill when I hear it. Here is a short poem I wrote in memory of the lady this song reminds me of.
The Gift - Robert Le Noury
You showed that life is today,
not tomorrow,
not yesterday.
Wear your heart for the world to see,
for tomorrow it may have faded.
Tell me you love me now,
dont hesitate,
for tomorrow is but a mirage,
yesterday was a golden memory.
I will always cherish the short time I had with Inge, a very special lady lent from heaven for us. Always ready with a smile and always game for anything. Sometimes one does not need a lifetime to learn from a friend.
"I have an existential map. It has 'You are here' written all over it." Steven Wright - 1955 -