“M-am ascuns într-o scoică,pe fundul mării,
Dar am uitat în care.
Zilnic mă cobor în adânc
Şi strecor marea printre degete,
Să dau de mine.
Uneori mă gândesc
Că m-a mâncat un peşte uriaş
Şi eu îl caut acum pretutindeni
Să-l ajut să mă înghită tot.
Fundul mării mă atrage şi mă înspăimântă
Cu milioanele de scoici
Asemănătoare.
Oameni buni, eu sunt într-una din ele,
Dar nu ştiu în care.
De câte ori nu m-am dus drept către una,
Spunând:”Acesta sunt eu”.
Când deschideam scoica
Era goală.”
Biophilia is the musical project and eighth full-length studio album by Icelandic singer Björk.[4][5] The album was released on 10 October 2011[6] over four years after her previous studio album, Volta (2007).[7]
The album is “partly recorded” on an iPad and, as well as a standard CD release,[8] will be released in the form of a series of apps.[9]Biophilia will be the world’s “first app album” in collaboration with Apple.[10] Björk has described the project as a multimedia collection “encompassing music, apps, internet, installations, and live shows”.[11] Material from the album debuted during a concert series which was held in the summer of 2011 at the Manchester International Festival.[4]
“for me the project is a continuation of volta and whereas volta is more about anthropology, this is kind of without humans and both zooming out like the planets but also zooming in into the atoms and in that way aesthetically sympathising with sound and how sound moves and physics of sound and how notes in a room behave, how they bounce off walls and between objects and its kind of more similar to how planets and microscopic things work. ” via
Underneath our feet Crystals grow like plants (Listen how they grow) I’m blinded by the lights (Listen how they grow) In the core of the earth (Listen how they glow)
Crystalline Internal nebula (Crystalline) Rocks growing slow-mo (Crystalline) I conquer claustrophobia (Crystalline) And demand the lights
We mimic the openness Of the ones we love Daft till our generosity Equalizes the flow With our hearts We chisel quartz To reach love
Crystalline Internal nebula (Crystalline) Rocks growing slow-mo (Crystalline) I conquer claustrophobia (Crystalline) And demand the lights
Octagon, polygon Pipes up an organ Sonic branches Murmuring drone Crystalizing galaxies Spread out like my fingers
Crystalline Internal nebula (Crystalline) Rocks growing slow-mo (Crystalline) I conquer claustrophobia (Crystalline) And demand the lights
It’s the sparkle you become Conquer anxiety Sparkle you become Conquer anxiety Sparkle you become When you conquer anxiety It’s the sparkle you become When you conquer anxiety
Moon
As the lukewarm hands of the gods
Came down and gently picked my adrenalin pearls
Placed them in their mouths
And rinsed all the fear out
Nourished them with their saliva
Now I’m all rejuvenated and rested
Now I’m all rejuvenated and rested
As if the healthiest pastime
Is being in life-threatening circumstances
And once again be reborn
All birthed and happy
All birthed and happy
All birthed and happy
All birthed and happy
Best way to start-a-new
Is to fail miserably
Fail at loving
And fail at giving
Fail at creating a flow
Then realign the whole
And kick into the starthole
And kick into the starthole
And kick into the starthole
To risk all is the end all and the beginning all
To risk all is the end all and the beginning all
Amazing woman, doing her service to the earth. Exemple for me and you!!
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Submarine
When will it be time do document, do it now!
This submarine behaviour, do it now!
When time?
To return
Do it now
Do it now
Shake us out of the heavy deep sleep
Shake us now
Do it now!
Do it now!
Shake us out of the heavy deep sleep
Do it now!
Do it now!
"How do we learn to embrace our vulnerabilities and imperfections so that we can engage in our lives from a place of authenticity and worthiness? How do we cultivate the courage, compassion, and connection that we need to recognize that we are enough – that we are worthy of love, belonging, and joy? "
Brene Brownhas spent the past ten years studying vulnerability, courage, authenticity, and shame. She spent the first five years of her decade-long study focusing on shame and empathy, and is now using that work to explore a concept that she calls Wholeheartedness.
attachment - deep feelings of union with a long term partner.
…She (H.F.) distinguishes between four personality types each of which she associates with a body chemical.
Fisher distinguishes between four personality types each of which she associates with a body chemical.[8] The corresponding Platonic term – as Fisher identified the types herself – and the resulting corresponding Keirsey temperament (according to the speculation of some readers, not Fisher herself) can be seen in parentheses. However, Fisher’s system allows for 12 combinations, not 16 types like Keirsey, meaning that there cannot be a perfect correspondence between them:
(~30 open tabs…”Only a limited number of contents can be held in the conscious field at the same time, and of these only a few can attain the highest grade of consciousness. The activity of consciousness is selective. Selection demands direction. But direction requires the exclusion of everything irrelevant. This is bound to make the conscious orientation one-sided. The contents that are excluded and inhibited by the chosen direction sink into the unconscious, where they form a counterweight to the conscious orientation.” (Psychological Types by C G Jung : Para 694, Page 419);)))
interconnectedness is a new fave word
\Symbiosis\Mutualism…
still.love becomes still.still, whole, alarm and bold ))
There’s a limit to your love
Like a waterfall in slow motion
Like a map with no ocean
There’s a limit to your love
Your love, your love, your love
There’s a limit to you care
So carelessly there
Is it truth or dare
There’s a limit to your care
Love love love
This dream of going upstream
Love love love
The trouble that you give me
I know I know I know
That only I can save me
I go I go I go
Right down the road
There’s a limit to your love
Like a waterfall in slow motion
Like a map with no ocean
There’s a limit to your love
Your love your love your love
I can’t read your smile
It should be written on your face
I’m piecing it together
There’s something out of place
Oh
Love love love
This dream of going upstream
Love love love
All the trouble that you give me
I know I know I know
That only I can save me
I go I go I go
Out on the road
Because there is no limit
There’s no limit
No limit no limit no limit
Limit to my love
“Like A Rolling Stone“ , Bob Dylan
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you ?
People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall”
You thought they were all kiddin’ you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin’ out
Now you don’t talk so loud
Now you don’t seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
You’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you’re gonna have to get used to it
You said you’d never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but know you realize
He’s not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain’t no good
You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain’t it hard when you discover that
He really wasn’t where it’s at
After he took from you everything he could steal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They’re drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you’d better take your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
