It Opens Doors(She is Sanctuary)

Hello friends, I hope this track suits your mood well

feel a chill

[MY MISSION]
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[CONCEPT]
Although holding out the ideal is the first step to success, extreme future-oriented thinking might bring us nothing, but mental torture. Don't count your chickens before they hatch! Stop being a prisoner of the future, let's appreciate what you're doing right now and participate in this very moment.  

[LYRICS]
Craving for liberation 
From my agitation
An endless obsession of mine

Feeling like I'm running from the early morning 
But I've never shaken it off
It's like a shadow, always to be followed 
By the pain in my heart

I don’t need a description
Just give me a prescription 
And your compassion
My heartbeat's like a drum roll

Feeling like I'm living in the world that I made up
Now, I cannot get out of it
All I wanted was to take control 
Of everything that happens to me

Today, I’m lonely and feel empty
Am I captured by the future of mine?

Feeling like I'm running from the early morning 
But I've never shaken it off
It's like a shadow, always to be followed 
By the pain in my heart

Feeling like I'm living in the world that I made up
Now, I cannot get out of it
All I wanted was to take control 
Of everything that happens to me

Today, I’m lonely and feel empty
Am I captured by the future of mine?
My agitation’s a creation of my mind

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Captive of the Future

To my dear friends in Ukraine!

Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing?
Where have all the flowers gone, long time ago?
Where have all the flowers gone?
Young girls have picked them everyone.
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?
 
Where have all the young girls gone, long time passing?
Where have all the young girls gone, long time ago?
Where have all the young girls gone?
Gone for husbands everyone.
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?
 
Where have all the husbands gone, long time passing?
Where have all the husbands gone, long time ago?
Where have all the husbands gone?
Gone for soldiers everyone
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?
 
Where have all the soldiers gone, long time passing?
Where have all the soldiers gone, long time ago?
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Gone to graveyards, everyone.
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?
 
Where have all the graveyards gone, long time passing?
Where have all the graveyards gone, long time ago?
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Gone to flowers, everyone.
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?
 
Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing?
Where have all the flowers gone, long time ago?
Where have all the flowers gone?
Young girls have picked them everyone.
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?

Pete Seeger wrote the song in October 1955, claiming to have borrowed the basic idea from the Don Cossack song Koloda Duda, three verses of which he had discovered as a quotation in the novel "The Quiet Don" by Mikhail Sholokhov. Marlene Dietrich made the German version of "Where Have All The Flowers Gone" famous in 1962. It is hardly known that the song goes back to Ukrainian music, but also to Russian. Ultimately, the song does not fit into national pigeonholes. Marlene Dietrich helped this song to its eventual popularity in 1962, although this must also be seen with critical eyes! Another German artist took up the song: Juliane Werding. Unsurpassed, however, is the version by Joan Baez. The bottom line is that it ultimately doesn't matter how the song came about, who wrote it, etc. 

Here I use an instrumental version to draw attention once again to the folly of the war in Ukraine!

Infinite Couplings: Mary Travers of "Peter, Paul and Mary" grew up near Seeger....unbelievable!

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Sag mir wo die Blumen sind,
Wo sind sie geblieben
Sag mir wo die Blumen sind,
Was ist geschehen?
Sag mir wo die Blumen sind,
Mädchen pflückten sie geschwind
Wann wird man je verstehen,
Wann wird man je verstehen?

Sag mir wo die Mädchen sind,
Wo sind sie geblieben?
Sag mir wo die Mädchen sind,
Was ist geschehen?
Sag mir wo die Mädchen sind,
Männer nahmen sie geschwind
Wann wird man je verstehen?
Wann wird man je verstehen?


Sag mir wo die Männer sind
Wo sind sie geblieben?
Sag mir wo die Männer sind,
Was ist geschehen?
Sag mir wo die Männer sind,
Zogen fort, der Krieg beginnt,
Wann wird man je verstehen?
Wann wird man je verstehen?

Sag wo die Soldaten sind,
Wo sind sie geblieben?
Sag wo die Soldaten sind,
Was ist geschehen?
Sag wo die Soldaten sind,
Über Gräben weht der Wind
Wann wird man je verstehen?
Wann wird man je verstehen?

Sag mir wo die Gräber sind,
Wo sind sie geblieben?
Sag mir wo die Gräber sind,
Was ist geschehen?
Sag mir wo die Gräber sind,
Blumen wehen im Sommerwind
Wann wird man je verstehen?
Wann wird man je verstehen?

WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWERS GONE (Wo sind all die Blumen hin)

High and higher on Thought's stairways go
Till each last round leads to some sudden steep
Where Keason swims, and falters ; or must leap
Headlong, perforce, into the Infinite,

New from the Womb, and full of birth's surprise ?
How should this prove the All, the Last, the First ?

How should we say outside this shines no light
Of lovelier scenes unseen ; of lives which spread
Pleasant and unexpected for the Dead,
As our World, opening to the Babe's wide eyes

New from the Womb, and full of birth's surprise ?
How should this prove the All, the Last, the First ?

Why shall no inner, under, splendours burst
Once— twice — the Veil ? Why put a marvel by/
Because too rich with hope ? Why quite deny
The Heavenly story, lest our doubtful hearts

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Of colored rice or honeyed cake
For Shiva's Priest, and vows to make

Parvati, shaped in gold, was seen, —
With great eyes jewelled — Shiva's Queen :
And nigh them, in the inmost dusk,
Ganpati, known by broken tusk
And trunk of elephant. No sound
Stirred the deep quiet of that ground

Of colored rice or honeyed cake
For Shiva's Priest, and vows to make

Before the shrine in some dear name ;
Save, also, when the pigeons came,
A blue cloud, whirring from the wood
To peck their daily Temple-food.

Of colored rice or honeyed cake
For Shiva's Priest, and vows to make

Shivas Priest - Valentina Iela

Restraint in the eye is good
Good is restraint in the ear
In the nose restraint is good
Good is restraint in the tongue.

Restrain, restrain
The Jah restrained in all things
Restrain, restrain
And free from all pain

In the body restraint is good
good is restraint in speech
in thought restraint is good
good is restraint in all things.

Restrain, restrain
The Jah restrained in all things
Restrain, restrain
And free from all pain.

Control your mouth, speak wisely and calmly,
Learn the meaning and the law, let your words be sweet.

Restrain, restrain
The Jah restrained in all things
Restrain, restrain
And free from all pain.

Restraint - Esthere Denis

Whoever gives oneself to distractions
And does not give oneself to meditation
Forgetting true purpose and grasping at pleasures
Will eventually envy the one who practices meditation.

Let no one cling to what is pleasant or unpleasant
Not to see what is pleasant is painful
As it is to see what is unpleasant
Therefore do not become attached to anything

Loss of what is loved is painful.
Oh how painful is a loss of loved.

Loss Of Love - Molarah

Cud by His lovely words, the quick seeds sow
Of golden equities, aud brotherhood,
Of Pity, Peace, and gentle praise of good ;
Of knightly honour, holding life in trust

He who is one race in ; and poor, weak, mean, oppressed,
Are children of one bounteous Mother s breast.

For God, and Lord, and all things pure and just ;
Lowly to Woman ; for Maid Mary's sake
Lifting our sister from the dust, to take
In homes her equal place, the household's Queen,

Gracious and wide, because the impartial skies
Crowned and august who sport and thrall had been !
Of arts adorning life, of Charities

He Who - Selli

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