Sunday 15 November 2015

Paris - Saved by his mobile phone




source : https://fr.news.yahoo.com/attentats-%C3%A0-paris-l-effrayant-145900227.html?vp=1


The witness has also been a victim
and was safed by his cell phone, and jacket and shoes..

as they shielded him from the explosion
done by the kamikaze
while he was queuing up at the entrance
of the football stadium

it is basically what he said in French.

now if you look at the video
you see the piled up
emotion

and this feeling in the throat
when you are on the verge of crying

that's too much
indeed.

yesterday
someone in central paris
just sat down on a piano
outside in the main place
near République

and started to play
some piece of John Lennon




once he finished
he said
basically
"this is a message
for all of us to know
we can stick and live together
and look ridiculous"


then he stood up
and went his way.

what he did
was formidable
he provided
to the crowd gathered here
a moment to let go

and above all
for himself
he let its way of expressing
the piano
be an outlet to his overloaded
emotional state.

in times like this
prayers and all ways
that resonates within you
know that they help you
and the others

for the people
who went through
traumatic situation
have loads in them
and they need to
let them go

and those who died
in such situation
need prayers
and everything
that can soothe them
and see the light to go


Saturday 14 November 2015

PARIS BLEEDING...






Tonight
Paris was under a series of attack
so far it is said 7 places have been targetted
along with the Stade of France
where bombs exploded
some says kamikazes..

It is a Great Shock
France is under a Great Shock

the first images i saw
the faces of the people
they looked so shocked
and with a blank look
all looking at the tv screen hanging in the Stade of France
with such a horrendous and shocking look

seeing them all
looking so
as a mass

and hearing the witnesses
even the male ones
on the verge of crying
when describing the death toll

it was very sorrowful
to realise
that those attacks hit parisians
and brought French people all into a Great Shock

the Emotion in their throat
at some point DOES end up showing itself
as an outburst..
in ALL interviews

it just shows
Hurt.

For the second time
in the History of France
France is in the State of Emergency
which is a pre war state

for sure
Life will never be the same

For this time
Nation as a whole
has been hit
in the heart

France Heart
is bleeding..

Personally
it shocks me
as to how
war can be exported
within a few days
from one continent to another..

these terrorists are crazy
but above all
inhuman

nothing remains in them
of humanity ...

The more i put attention
on the large scale killing
the more i feel the heart itself
sad
and i even feels the tears

on the heart
it feels like a soft hit of sadness

speaking only
for myself
so far
i have never
felt so touched

and again
what the heart is feeling
is what the parisian are feeling

a few weeks ago
i had seen in dream
angel Gabriel
and i saw him being split
i saw his body being split in two..

Spirit said
this means the Great War
will come..

i could not envision
that it could be so real
i only thought it was the war over there
which would worsen at worse
but no
is a war that will enter
into every people's mind and become
parts of its life

how can one after such a shock
remains in old life patterns?

as i was writing this post
i felt progressively
a new waft of scent
and now is persisting on the tip of my tongue

and now
i feel a great coolness on my heart
and i feel now
my whole left channel cool


it is what makes me feel better.

Wednesday 4 November 2015

Kiss me


:) that's a sweet song,
for a sweet you! :x




from Sixpence None The Richer
"Kiss Me" is track #13 on the album Sixpence None The Richer. It was written by Slocum, Matthew Preston.

Kiss me out on the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor, lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor, lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
Kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor, lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
So kiss me
So kiss me
So kiss me
Songwriters
SLOCUM, MATTHEW PRESTON
Published by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.