977th 37*2 le Matin / Dance me to the end of love.....

BOSTON
22.6

99*F in the morning....
".... They were predicting storms for the end of a day,but sky stayed blue....
Smooth crystal clear water in the harbour remain so irresistibly inviting in spite of countless ships that passes the night. New day with refreshing spectrum of colors illuminate perception of new strive...
Aron teach as disciplines of loving peace and pursuing peace.Peace requires that we learn certain skills which will lessen the distance and defiance of those we want to be close to.Form the beginning sea teach as the same about rules and honesty for constant survival of loving peace. Sea teach as even about people ,rules do not work for people with dishonesty, betray or scorn .Simple,they have no respect to rules no respect to people no respect to loving peace,they only goal is to exploit or control others,they are unable to create love and trust of any kind inevitably.
Being distant, threatened, frustrated ,endanger only skills we can learn from exploit or control aim as result of dishonesty.Sea give as valuable lesson to express desire to understand and balanced our courage,power and knowledge properly. Sailing with joy and hope to cross distances required loving peace inevitably.
Weather in harbour remain same with inviting sparks of existence and change
Are they shades of our perception have been changed or it's just a reflection.....
We do not know what we have until we lost....
He looked at the blue sky
Such a painful struggle to find it again...." LLH Altruist

Many years ago fever of phenomenon called Betty Blue shook artistic equilibrium in a many different ways..
For students sanguinary lore in a hot long summer days roman 37*le Matin of Philippe Djian was epiphany for itself ,later film Betty Blue directed by Jean - Jacques Beineix have been just last drop in expansion of unlimited open never ending cross generational dialog....
Roman, brilliant, poetic,with such interesting new metaphors and unique style different,for that time...Male narrator left us wondering about dual nature of psyche,female mysterious almost vivid imagination and male perception much more difficult to deal with imagination or real love .... disturbing social context.Dual meaning of the title 37.2 in the morning ,pregnant woman or since in sickness fevers tend to be lower in the morning this slightly elevated temperature indicates that from beginning of the story something is slightly wrong got our attention completely.
In opposite the film include two characters....Love couple with gentle melancholy, explicit themes of romantic passion,tensions in relationship, anger and struggling to make loving relationship work ....and music composed by Gabriel Yared, spice things up .. the movie full of symbolism that required participation in a process and attention....("med-students solved enigma")
Beautiful,modern,powerful,humbly grotesque story after that made impact in a perception of life and open door for meaningfully communication.
My generation anticipated passionately .... to make sanes of dual conflicting nature.... with the dance to the end of love....

Good Morning Sunshine Wherever You Are.....

978th Roses and Vine of Noble Hearts

BOSTON
29.0* C

To all noble hearts the following tale of love, sacred yet forbidden, healing yet destructive, fulfilling yet frustrating, tyrannical yet benevolent. All with noble hearts will understand. May this tale enhance their minds, enrich their lives, and fortify their love.
The Tale of Tristan and Isolde
Legend said :
The lovers' bodies were buried side by side. From his grave grew a vine and from her grave grew a rosebush. As they reached toward heaven the vines and the rosebush's branches intertwined with one another, showing that in the end love conquers all.

Richard Wagner's opera Tristan und Isolde was first performed in 1865.

ISOLDE
How softly and gently
he smiles,
how sweetly
his eyes open -can you see,
my friends,
do you not see it?
How he glows
ever brighter,raising
himself high amidst the stars?
Do you not see it?
How his heart swells with courage,
gushing full and majestic in his breast?
How in tender blisssweet breath
gently wafts from his lips -
Friends! Look!
Do you not feel and see it?
Do I alone heart
his melody
so wondrously
and gently
sounding from within him,
in bliss lamenting,
all-expressing,
gently reconciling,
piercing me,
soaring aloft,
its sweet echoes
resounding about me?
Are they gentle aerial waves
ringing out clearly,surging around me?
Are they billows of blissful fragrance?
As they see and roar about me,
shall I breathe,
shall I give ear?
Shall I drink of them,
plunge beneath them?
Breathe my life away in sweet scents?
In the heaving swell,
in the resounding echoes,
in the universal stream of
the world-breath -to drown,
to founder -unconscious -utmost rapture!

German:

ISOLDE
Mild und leise
wie er lächelt,
wie das Auge
hold er öffnet,
seht ihr's, Freunde?
Säh't ihr's nicht?
Immer lichter
wie er leuchtet,
sternum strahlet hoch sich hebt?
Seht ihr's nicht?
Wie das Herz ihm mutig schwillt,
voll und hehr im Busen ihm quillt?
Wie den Lippen,wonnig mild,
süsser Atem
sanft entweht: -
Freunde! Seht!
Fühlt und seht ihr's nicht?
Hör ich nur
diese Weise,
die so wunder-voll und leise,
Wonne klagend,alles sagend,
mild versöhnend
aus ihm tönend,
in mich dringet,
auf sich schwinget,
hold erhallend
um mich klinget?
Heller schallend,
mich umwallend,
sind es Wellen
sanfter Lüfte?
Sind es Wogen
wonniger Düfte?
Wie sie schwellen,mich umrauschen,
soll ich atmen,
soll ich lauschen?
Soll ich schlürfen,
untertauchen?
Süss in Düften mich verhauchen?
In dem wogenden Schwall,
in dem tönenden Schall,
in des Weltatems
wehendem All,
ertrinken,
versinken,
unbewusst, -
höchste Lust! .....

Good Morning Sunshine Wherever You Are.........

979th Knightly to Old Friend of Golden Age.....

BOSTON
27.8*C Most clearly

Medieval poem of Knights named "Prayers Answered"

"Behold,The Land of the Mighty is in bloody strife and turmoil.
Hear the tides of the godless Saxons, bringing death and fire.
Hear the silent supplication of our dead.
Where are our brave warriors of the shining helms, To free us from pain and shackles?
Our tears and entreaties To restore our pride and dignity remain unheeded.
Why do you mock our prayers, O Lord, With only a beardless boy and a sword
As our protectors?"

Once upon of Golden Arthur's time was the great castle Camelot.
Camelot was seat of power where inside a council was established.
Council were called Knight's of Round Table.
Round Table was constructed so that all knights were equal ,with no one having precedence over the others,regardless of background.
The wholeness of Round Table ,
The power of Kingship ,
The health of kingdom and fellowship depend upon The Queen
Since, she owned the Round Table
Golden Age full of stories that deal with individual adventure ,loyalty,duty,respect,honor,integrity,courage....
We still remember The Knight's Tales (where Arthur takes a less active role)
most popular are stories of the "Knight of the Lion","Erec and Enide" ,"Gawian and Green Knight's","Tristan and Isolde"
Knight would seek out adventure hoping to test skills,mettle and prowess as a warrior.
A knight would try to win the heart of lady ,either by rescuing her from adversary or demonstrating his skills in a jousting tournament.Courtly manner was considered to be almost as important with the ladies, as well as the knight's use of the sword and lance.
Golden rules never grow -out old indeed....
Many humans still believe...

Knightly to Old Friend in common cause

"Come forth, my old friend.
And set your foot in the land
Where time has no meaning.
Have faith, my old friend.
And cast your spell
Where the lands come alive with magic.
Have courage, my old friend;
for there is always hope.
For only the bravest,
May tread these dreaded paths.
Heed the messages from our ancient lore,my old friend.
For hidden within these pages,
The words will fill your mind
with your greatest adventures and fantasies,
But be prepare to face your worse nightmares."

Altruist...
Good Morning Sunshine Wherever You Are........

980 Good Morning.......Sunshine.....

BOSTON
22*C

I OPET MI DUŠA SVE O TEBI SANJA

I opet mi duša sve o tebi sanja,
I kida se srce i za tobom gine,
A nevjera tvoja daleko se sklanja
Kao tavni oblak kad sa neba mine.
I opet si meni čista, sjajna, vedra,
Iz prizraka tvoga blaženstva me griju,
Pa bih opet tebi panuo na njedra
I gledô ti oči što se slatko smiju.
Tako vita jela koju munja zgodi
Još u nebo gleda i života čeka,
I ne misli: nebo da oblake vodi
Iz kojih će nova zagrmiti jeka...
27. augusta 1896. Aleksa Santic

Good Mornning Sunshine Wherever You Are

981th Wake Of Pas de Deux

BOSTON
22.5*C Clear


Once upon a nightmare:
"Oh come now Prince Philip. Why so melancholy? A glorious future lies before you - you, the destined hero, of a charming fairy tale come true. Behold - King Stephan's castle. And in yonder top most tower, dreaming of her true love, the Princess Aurora. But see the gracious whim of fate - why, 'tis the self-same peasant maid, who won the heart of our noble prince but yesterday. She is indeed, most wondrous fair. Gold of sunshine in her hair, lips that shame the red red rose. In ageless sleep, she finds repose. The years roll by, but a a hundred years to a steadfast heart, are but a day. And now, the gates of a dungeon part, and our prince is free to go his way. Off he rides, on his noble steed, a valiant figure, straight and tall! To wake his love with "loves' first kiss"! And prove that "true love" conquers all!
Ahahahahahah!"
Gentleman
...Contending with the fretful element:
Bids the winds blow the earth into the sea,
Or swell the curled water 'bove the main,
That things might change or cease; tears his white hair,
Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless rage,
Catch in their fury, and make nothing of;
Strives in his little world of man to out-scorn
The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain.
This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear would couch,
The lion and the belly-pinched wolf
from The King Lear W.S.
Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs,
And in this seat of peace tumultuous wars
Shall kin with kin and kind with kind confound;
Disorder, horror, fear and mutiny
Shall here inhabit, and this land be call'd
The field of Golgotha and dead men's skulls.
And bids what will take all....
W.S
Good Morning Sunshine Wherever You Are

982 th Prometheus on 4th July

BOSTON
18.3*C Mostly cloudy

PROMETHEUS

Cover your heaven ,Zeus,
With cloudy vapors
And like boy
beheading thistles
Practice on oaks and mountain peaks...
Still you must leave
My earth intact
And my small cottage,which you did not built,
And this my hearth
Whose glowing heat
You envy me...
J.W.G.

Bedecke deinen Himmel ,Zeus,
Mit Wolkendust
Und u*be ,dem knaben gleich,
Der Disteln k:opft,
An eichen dich und bergesh*ohn;
Mu&t mir meine erde
Doch lassen stehn
Und maine hu*tte ,die du nicht gebaut,
Und meinen herd,
Um dessen glut
Du mich beneidest....
J.W.G.

Happy 4th July !!!!!!!

Good Morning Sunshine Wherever You Are

983 th Life ,Liberty and pursuit of Happiness

BOSTON
21.4*C

232 years ago The Declaration of Independence document that truly declare Will ,Wants and Hopes of the People

When in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all man are created equal , that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life , Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.....

As Tolstoy wrote freethinkers are those who are welling to use their minds without prejudice and without fearing to understand things that clash with their own customs ,privileges or beliefs....

Good Morning Sunshine Wherever You Are......

984 Many lands,and many peoples......humanity itself....

BOSTON

21*C Mostly Clear

THE THOUSAND AND ONE GOALS

Many lands saw Zarathustra, and many peoples:
thus he discovered the good and bad of many peoples.
No greater power did Zarathustra find on earth than good and bad.
No people could live without first valuing; if a people will maintain
itself, however, it must not value as its neighbour valueth.
Much that passed for good with one people was regarded with scorn and
contempt by another: thus I found it.
Much found I here called bad, which was there decked with purple honours.
Never did the one neighbour understand the other: ever did his soul marvelat his neighbour's delusion and wickedness.A table of excellencies hangeth over every people.
Lo! it is the table of their triumphs; lo! it is the voice of their Will to Power.
It is laudable, what they think hard; what is indispensable and hard they call good; and what relieveth in the direst distress, the unique and hardest of all,--they extol as holy.
Whatever maketh them rule and conquer and shine, to the dismay and envy of their neighbours, they regard as the high and foremost thing, the test and the meaning of all else.
Verily, my brother, if thou knewest but a people's need, its land, its sky,and its neighbour, then wouldst thou divine the law of its surmountings,and why it climbeth up that ladder to its hope."Always shalt thou be the foremost and prominent above others: no one shall thy jealous soul love, except a friend"--that made the soul of a Greek thrill: thereby went he his way to greatness."To speak truth, and be skilful with bow and arrow"--so seemed it alike pleasing and hard to the people from whom cometh my name--the name which is alike pleasing and hard to me."To honour father and mother, and from the root of the soul to do their will"--this table of surmounting hung another people over them, and became powerful and permanent thereby."To have fidelity, and for the sake of fidelity to risk honour and blood,even in evil and dangerous courses"--teaching itself so, another people mastered itself, and thus mastering itself, became pregnant and heavy with great hopes.Verily, men have given unto themselves all their good and bad. Verily,they took it not, they found it not, it came not unto them as a voice from heaven.Values did man only assign to things in order to maintain himself--hecreated only the significance of things, a human significance! Therefore,calle he himself "man," that is, the valuator.Valuing is creating: hear it, ye creating ones! Valuation itself is the treasure and jewel of the valued things.Through valuation only is there value; and without valuation the nut of existence would be hollow. Hear it, ye creating ones!Change of values--that is, change of the creating ones. Always doth hedestroy who hath to be a creator.Creating ones were first of all peoples, and only in late times individuals; verily, the individual himself is still the latest creation.Peoples once hung over them tables of the good. Love which would rule and love which would obey, created for themselves such tables.Older is the pleasure in the herd than the pleasure in the ego: and as long as the good conscience is for the herd, the bad conscience only saith:ego.Verily, the crafty ego, the loveless one, that seeketh its advantage in theadvantage of many--it is not the origin of the herd, but its ruin.Loving ones, was it always, and creating ones, that created good and bad.Fire of love gloweth in the names of all the virtues, and fire of wrath.Many lands saw Zarathustra, and many peoples: no greater power did Zarathustra find on earth than the creations of the loving ones--"good" and"bad" are they called.Verily, a prodigy is this power of praising and blaming. Tell me, yebrethren, who will master it for me? Who will put a fetter upon thethousand necks of this animal?A thousand goals have there been hitherto, for a thousand peoples havet here been. Only the fetter for the thousand necks is still lacking; thereis lacking the one goal. As yet humanity hath not a goal.But pray tell me, my brethren, if the goal of humanity be still lacking, is there not also still lacking--humanity itself?

Thus spake Zarathustra.

Von tausend und Einem Ziele

VieIe Länder sah Zarathustra und viele Völker: so entdeckte er vielerVölker Gutes und Böses. Keine grössere Macht fand Zarathustra aufErden, als gut und böse.Leben könnte kein Volk, das nicht erst schätzte; will es sich abererhalten, so darf es nicht schätzen, wie der Nachbar schätzt.Vieles, das diesem Volke gut hiess, hiess einem andern Hohn undSchmach: also fand ich's. Vieles fand ich hier böse genannt und dortmit purpurnen Ehren geputzt.Nie verstand ein Nachbar den andern: stets verwunderte sich seineSeele ob des Nachbarn Wahn und Bosheit.Eine Tafel der Güter hängt über jedem Volke. Siehe, es ist seinerÜberwindungen Tafel; siehe, es ist die Stimme seines Willens zurMacht.Löblich ist, was ihm schwer gilt; was unerlässlich und schwer,heisst gut, und was aus der höchsten Noth noch befreit, das Seltene,Schwerste, - das preist es heilig.Was da macht, dass es herrscht und siegt und glänzt, seinem Nachbarnzu Grauen und Neide: das gilt ihm das Hohe, das Erste, das Messende,der Sinn aller Dinge.Wahrlich, mein Bruder, erkanntest du erst eines Volkes Noth undLand und Himmel und Nachbar: so erräthst du wohl das Gesetz seinerÜberwindungen und warum es auf dieser Leiter zu seiner Hoffnungsteigt."Immer sollst du der Erste sein und den Andern vorragen: Niemandensoll deine eifersüchtige Seele lieben, es sei denn den Freund" - diessmachte einem Griechen die Seele zittern: dabei gieng er seinen Pfadder Grösse."Wahrheit reden und gut mit Bogen und Pfeil verkehren" - so dünkte esjenem Volke zugleich lieb und schwer, aus dem mein Name kommt - derName, welcher mir zugleich lieb und schwer ist."Vater und Mutter ehren und bis in die Wurzel der Seele hinein ihnenzu Willen sein": diese Tafel der Überwindung hängte ein andres Volküber sich auf und wurde mächtig und ewig damit."Treue üben und um der Treue Willen Ehre und Blut auch an böse undfährliche Sachen setzen": also sich lehrend bezwang sich ein anderesVolk, und also sich bezwingend wurde es schwanger und schwer vongrossen Hoffnungen.Wahrlich, die Menschen gaben sich alles ihr Gutes und Böses. Wahrlich,sie nahmen es nicht, sie fanden es nicht, nicht fiel es ihnen alsStimme vom Himmel.Werthe legte erst der Mensch in die Dinge, sich zu erhalten, - erschuf erst den Dingen Sinn, einen Menschen-Sinn! Darum nennt er sich"Mensch", das ist: der Schätzende.Schätzen ist Schaffen: hört es, ihr Schaffenden! Schätzen selber istaller geschätzten Dinge Schatz und Kleinod.Durch das Schätzen erst giebt es Werth: und ohne das Schätzen wäre dieNuss des Daseins hohl. Hört es, ihr Schaffenden!Wandel der Werthe, - das ist Wandel der Schaffenden. Immer vernichtet,wer ein Schöpfer sein muss.Schaffende waren erst Völker und spät erst Einzelne; wahrlich, derEinzelne selber ist noch die jüngste Schöpfung.Völker hängten sich einst eine Tafel des Guten über sich. Liebe, dieherrschen will, und Liebe, die gehorchen will, erschufen sich zusammensolche Tafeln.Älter ist an der Heerde die Lust, als die Lust am Ich: und so langedas gute Gewissen Heerde heisst, sagt nur das schlechte Gewissen: Ich.Wahrlich, das schlaue Ich, das lieblose, das seinen Nutzen im NutzenVieler will: das ist nicht der Heerde Ursprung, sondern ihr Untergang.Liebende waren es stets und Schaffende, die schufen Gut und Böse.Feuer der Liebe glüht in aller Tugenden Namen und Feuer des Zorns.Viele Länder sah Zarathustra und viele Völker: keine grössere Machtfand Zarathustra auf Erden, als die Werke der Liebenden: "gut" und"böse" ist ihr Name.Wahrlich, ein Ungethüm ist die Macht dieses Lobens und Tadelns. Sagt,wer bezwingt es mir, ihr Brüder? Sagt, wer wirft diesem Thier dieFessel über die tausend Nacken?Tausend Ziele gab es bisher, denn tausend Völker gab es. Nur dieFessel der tausend Nacken fehlt noch, es fehlt das Eine Ziel. Noch hatdie Menschheit kein Ziel.Aber sagt mir doch, meine Brüder: wenn der Menschheit das Ziel nochfehlt, fehlt da nicht auch - sie selber noch? -Also sprach Zarathustra.


Good Morning Sunshine Wherever You Are