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« La musique est pour les musiciens, le poème pour les poètes, la stupidité pour les stupides, mais l'amour est donné à celle qui le mérite. »
(Sivi le Poète, L'amour)

Aimons toujours ! Aimons encore
Victor Hugo
Aimons toujours ! Aimons encore !
Quand l’amour s’en va, l’espoir fuit.
L’amour, c’est le cri de l’aurore,
L’amour c’est l’hymne de la nuit.
Ce que le flot dit aux rivages,
Ce que le vent dit aux vieux monts,
Ce que l’astre dit aux nuages,
C’est le mot ineffable : Aimons !
L’amour fait songer, vivre et croire.
Il a pour réchauffer le coeur,
Un rayon de plus que la gloire,
Et ce rayon c’est le bonheur !
Aime ! qu’on les loue ou les blâme,
Toujours les grand coeurs aimeront :
Joins cette jeunesse de l’âme
A la jeunesse de ton front !
Aime, afin de charmer tes heures !
Afin qu’on voie en tes beaux yeux
Des voluptés intérieures
Le sourire mystérieux !
Aimons-nous toujours davantage !
Unissons-nous mieux chaque jour.
Les arbres croissent en feuillage ;
Que notre âme croisse en amour !
Soyons le miroir et l’image !
Soyons la fleur et le parfum !
Les amants, qui, seuls sous l’ombrage,
Se sentent deux et ne sont qu’un !
Les poètes cherchent les belles.
La femme, ange aux chastes faveurs,
Aime à rafraîchir sous ses ailes
Ces grand fronts brûlants et rêveurs.
Venez à nous, beautés touchantes !
Viens à moi, toi, mon bien, ma loi !
Ange ! viens à moi quand tu chantes,
Et, quand tu pleures, viens à moi !
Nous seuls comprenons vos extases.
Car notre esprit n’est point moqueur ;
Car les poètes sont les vases
Où les femmes versent leur coeurs.
Moi qui ne cherche dans ce monde
Que la seule réalité,
Moi qui laisse fuir comme l’onde
Tout ce qui n’est que vanité,
Je préfère aux biens dont s’enivre
L’orgueil du soldat ou du roi,
L’ombre que tu fais sur mon livre
Quand ton front se penche sur moi.
Toute ambition allumée
Dans notre esprit, brasier subtil,
Tombe en cendre ou vole en fumée,
Et l’on se dit :  » Qu’en reste-t-il ? « 
Tout plaisir, fleur à peine éclose
Dans notre avril sombre et terni,
S’effeuille et meurt, lis, myrte ou rose,
Et l’on se dit :  » C’est donc fini ! « 
L’amour seul reste. Ô noble femme
Si tu veux dans ce vil séjour,
Garder ta foi, garder ton âme,
Garder ton Dieu, garde l’amour !
Conserve en ton coeur, sans rien craindre,
Dusses-tu pleurer et souffrir,
La flamme qui ne peut s’éteindre
Et la fleur qui ne peut mourir !
Victor Hugo, Les contemplations, 1856

https://www.poetica.fr/poeme-5979/victor-hugo-aimons-toujours-aimons-encore/

Aimons toujours

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Listen to Little Man : @user-474544459

Lyrics:

Dudurududu
So many plans were made
Dudurududu
A lot that was ment to happen
Dudurududu
But it didn't turn out as you thought
Dudurududu
Long time ahead ,became too short

What may feel right to you today
May feel wrong to you tomorrow
What makes you laugh at this moment
Can suddenly turn into sorrow

Dudurududu
A direction was chosen
Dudurududu
It was supposed to go straight ahead
Dudurududu
But something got in the way
Dudurududu
A u-turn suddenly appeared

What may feel right to you today
May feel wrong to you tomorrow
What makes you laugh at this moment
Can suddenly turn into sorrow

Dudurududu
Dudurududu

What's the point of making all these plans
If you're no longer there to enjoy them?
You know about today
But nothing about tomorrow

What may feel right to you today
May feel wrong to you tomorrow
What makes you laugh at this moment
Can suddenly turn into sorrow...

Life Is Now

Meditation in the Garden of Transformation

Visite des Elfes Sylvains

Beneath the Bodhi Tree

We shall not rise until we know
Come noble truths
Salvage this show
Why do we suffer?
Why do we crave?
Say,
Cessation of desire to meet light old age

Prove pure path
The right eight show way
Good vision
Good thought
Good speech
Good day
Good livelyhood
Effort
Mindfulness and action
Weaved wisdom concentrated
Content has traction

To Dukkha debonair
Satisfied with real
Ruse rooted Samudaya
You suffer thirst by feel
Nirvana, be known
Nirodha find light
From Mārga
Our eight fold path meant right

Born beneath the Bodhi tree
Cyclic Samsāra sits
Transcience for fear food free
Karmic Dharma fits
Not torn with our time
Minded body synced
Not shocked
Transcendence through rhyme
Be harmonic miner clocked

We shall not rise until we know
Come noble truths
Salvage this show
Why do we suffer?
Why do we crave?
Say,
Cessation of desire to meet light old age

Notes 🎶

Key B Harmonic Minor
Tempo 33bpm

Instrumentation
-Vox drone backing x 4
-Vox Backing melodic x 1
-Vox Narration
-Vox Lead x 1
-Pads x 3 played on keys
-Acoustic Lead line

I don't quite believe in reincarnation of a single spirit although the discovery of DNA in a way sheds a bit of light on it being possible at least in potential code as traits that are passed on. They are either honed and retained or lost through long term positive or negative behavior and discernment of honest or dishonest action from our beings. Epigenetics looks to be starting to show that nurture, particulariy early in life actually enables and disables chemical signals in our genes. This has been shown in rats by a mother that licks her offspring vs a mother that doesn't and the different effects on those baby rats growing up and those scientists believe that translates to humans although they can't stick us in labs to prove it yet. So it looks like nurture may end up holding more influence then early geneticists told us and less is set in stone then we had previously thought. Epigenetics is a young science so it's difficult to make a solid reality from is so far but it does appear to have huge relevancy with our tendencies throughout life and towards addiction and habits. 

Whether we have a spirit that inhabits a body and fully comes back I'm not sure we will ever know that but I guess elements of past spirits and all past life does exist in our code at some level.

This has a lot more potential to bear fruit with our world of knowledge of course because we can actually teach ourselves what other humans think and have thought and what they did with their lives and make our own version of those truths based on our unique life experience.

This track is paying homage to Buddha

Buddha, as far as I am aware is one of the rare old teachers who said go find yourself and the power is inside you and around us. We generally escape the reality of ourselves with desires and indulgence in materialism but have the ability to find our true spiritual selves with discipline and an honest lifestyle. His main realisation was, we suffer, like it or not and his teachings allow us to not amplify that suffering with cravings or self harm but become one with it via a balanced approach  ⚖️  Re-living or re experiencing feelings from the difficult parts of our lives so they don't become a controlling factor in how we react to any situation seems to be central to finding that zen place where we can respond rationally to any situation no matter how trivial or significant. The reason I mention epigenetics and early life is a few scholars seem to allude to a lot of our problematic traits and strengths being born from trauma or solid nurture early in life and are not something we would usually medically consider when contemplating our own shadow searching for that oneness in ourselves...

So in that light I think rebirthing thought in our heads may actually be quite important to deal with any grief from our experience so it doesn't manifest itself as physical ailment from the hidden stress it causes us.

Beneath the Bodhi Tree

Lyrics :
Strap-on adventures, oh, what a thrill,
In this moment, time stands still.
Under my pounding, you lose control,
Enthralled, you discovered your role.

Chorus:
On all fours ! And get ready.
Cause tonight, it's strap-on party !
On all fours ! And arch your butt.
Cause tonight, you'll be my slut.

You crave to feel my hands on your hips
The good pounding, the slutty twist.
Leave your worries at the door,
Soon, you’ll scream for more!

Chorus:
Don’t be afraid. I will be kind.
I’ve got lube and we got time.
Just relax and you’ll enjoy.
Cause, tonight, you’re my toy.

I love the leather straps on my skin
Now on all fours, let the games begin,
I love the gorgeous girth of my dildo
Just relax, I’m ready to go !

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