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