R.I.P Kancheli

The Georgian composer Giya Kancheli passed away recently so here is a tribute to his wonderful music.

Giya Kancheli - Symphony No. 5

Giya Kancheli - Symphony No.3

State Symphony Orchestra of Georgia under Dzansug Kakhidze

Enjoy.

Good Morning

National Poetry Day

Today is National Poetry Day.
National Poetry Day is a UK-wide celebration of poetry taking place every October. Each year there’s a different theme and in 2019 the theme is Truth.



All Is Truth
Walt Whitman

O ME, man of slack faith so long!
Standing aloof--denying portions so long;
Only aware to-day of compact, all-diffused truth;
Discovering to-day there is no lie, or form of lie, and can be none,
but grows as inevitably upon itself as the truth does upon
itself,
Or as any law of the earth, or any natural production of the earth
does.

(This is curious, and may not be realized immediately--But it must be
realized;
I feel in myself that I represent falsehoods equally with the rest,
And that the universe does.)

Where has fail'd a perfect return, indifferent of lies or the truth?
Is it upon the ground, or in water or fire? or in the spirit of man?
or in the meat and blood? 10

Meditating among liars, and retreating sternly into myself, I see
that there are really no liars or lies after all,
And that nothing fails its perfect return--And that what are called
lies are perfect returns,
And that each thing exactly represents itself, and what has preceded
it,
And that the truth includes all, and is compact, just as much as
space is compact,
And that there is no flaw or vacuum in the amount of the truth--but
that all is truth without exception;
And henceforth I will go celebrate anything I see or am,
And sing and laugh, and deny nothing.




Truth
Poem by Sandra Osborne


There are things
I will never understand.
The pain, the hate that
exists within my life.
There is nothing but time,
there is nothing real.

Truth is a concept,
no one ever sees.
No one ever feels it right,
and inside the truth
are only questions
of pain, of reality,
and a forgoing existence,
that has everyone living
outside the truth
and inside tradition,
opinion and thought.
With all being accepted now.

All truth changes in time…
“Do you remember yesterday?
Was last year the same? ”
In truth, death is reality.


Written November 22,1983

Just Because....

Covert Calling

Two covert mystery phone calls have been done this morning. No need to go out and earned sixteen quid for the two from my mobile phone.

Might do more of them. Thanks, IPSOS.

Off to town soon to post another book off and then a sandwich shop visit here in town.

Weather is dull, overcast, mordantly breezy and nondescript and yet dry.

Thursday Evening Groove Selection

Some cool tunes - from soft rock to jazz and soul grooves -

Santana - Moonflower

( More grooves under the cut )

Enjoy.

Just Wondering

What makes a good friend?

Do you have any hidden talents?

Who was the worst roommate you have ever had?

Good Night