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LA PHOTO

Pour la photo rapproches-toi,
Main sur le dos, donnes moi le bras.
Dans un sourire fixons la page
Et pas se dire, c’est un passage….

Beau ce cliché il est vivant,
Nos yeux brouillés en disent tant.
On y respire et çà se voit,
Tant de plaisir à être là.

Sur ce bristol tout en couleurs,
Marque l’envol d’un grand bonheur.
Dans ces images si belles en soi
Font un passage qu'on oublie pas,

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Je regarde les rêves lointains,
Sans prendre garde on y revient,
Et toute la peine surgit si vite,
Quand les « on s’aime » prennent la fuite.

,Alors dis-moi que cette photo,
Elle restera comme le plus beau.
Qu’encore loin et même vieux
Ce papier peint sera nous deux.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…

Et pas du souvenir,,,

THE PHOTO

For the photo come closer,
Hand on your back, give me your arm.
With a smile let's stare at the page
And not to say to oneself, it is a passage….

Beautiful this shot it is alive,
Our blurred eyes say so much.
We breathe there and it shows,
So much fun to be there.

On this colorful bristol,
Marks the flight of great happiness.
In these images so beautiful in themselves
Make a passage that we don't forget,

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

I look at distant dreams,
Without taking heed we come back to it,
And all the pain arises so quickly,
When the "we love each other" run away.

So tell me that this photo,
She will remain as the most beautiful.
That still far and even old
This wallpaper will be the two of us.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...

And no memory,,,

LA PHOTO (Chanson Française)

One more for the shadows  Will & Nikerty

UnBoxed October 2024
Original song, vocal performance, guitar and recording by the superb Sybilla @sydwiener47
Reimagined and embellished by Out of the Box
Image : Sybilla

[ d o w n l o a d a b l e ]

OUT OF THE BOX / SYBILLA - What Colour Are Your Sunsets?

Recorded by the sunday jam
On 11-3-24
At Gman Studios and Rhode Island Red Hatchery 
Photo:  Pale Blue Dot taken by Voyager space probe.  That pale blue dot is Earth. Carl Sagan wrote a great observation about this photo.

roller coaster 

We will all stop 
At the top
Of our roller coaster 
We all wonder what
The tipping will be like 
Like raw fear
Off the ledge plunging 
Into a whisper 
We all wonder what
Forever will be like

So
Please don’t waste another tear
Mourning each day’s passing 
Don’t let fear rule your life
Get back on that horse
And ride it even faster

And give thanks and praise 
In your own ways
For the promise of another 
New borne day

We will all stop
At the top
Of our roller coaster 
We all wonder what
The tipping will be like
A memory long forgotten 
Lies in an old photograph 
We all wonder what
Forever will be like

roller coaster

I'm Gonna Lose Me (Myself) 

Lyrics:

You couldn't scar me

Physically here 

But Spiritually I'm in safari

And I'm sorry 

My repertoire is more than your's 

I'm gnarly 

Focus 

All you do is Loddy Doddy party

I been in my lane and I don't wanna be distracted 

Only up from here because I practice practice practice

I'm moving forward they just want me going backward's 

You made your bed I wouldn't lay on any mattress 

I do what you won't 

Matter fact in better word's I just do what you don't 

See I made about position I just play it alone 

Been away

Been in my palace 

Sharing light from my home

Mistreated Silence

I'm Gonna Lose Me (Myself)

in a rush to wait

Lonely Storm .wav

Let's go with a tempo of 192 BPM to represent it's average speed of an amazing 192 body lengths per second

Although the intention is to appreciate the creature for what it is, tiny creatures like this are even more special because they inhabit spacial dimensions we can never truly appreciate. They live in micro machines the game all the time. So cool... 😆

It's nice also to use their imagined perspective for trying to imagine beings that can inhabit additional dimensions to us. Spider mites are so small relative to us it's as if they exist in 2D world. In their 3D world they have mount everest at every turn

Maybe ascension for us as beings lies in evolving to states of being that can access a fifth dimension and as firth dimensional beings we can see our 3 dimensional brothers and sisters trying to think outside the box


Ok back in my box!


Red Spider Mite

A pest we say
Through weed old true to me
Dear spider mite
Just red and bright
You make Schindler's list with system wist
Munching buds and weeds and strawberries
Crunching paths
Minute dimensional glories
We lack perspective for very small
Be sound balloon muse melody troll

Make your mission Anthropoda
Make zinc spark fission
Like human coda
Mites are more like spacial rock
More mighty mites make light as clock
Eurakyotes, resident with mind
Be fine red raid of niche you find
Kind is kind
Blind is blind
Through your eyes no pest sees bind
Zesty like sculpturor of this planet
You carve this rock
Be life like granite

Silky webbing your fortress for troop
Expansion of nice red army like group
fruit sustenance leaves munched for lunch
More red rainbow youth multiplication of bunch
Go be no pest with battle for zest
Be Earth like nest
Big gravitational best

Red Spider Mite (Poem and Notes)

          Моє сонце

Я ночі не спала
Тебе все чекала
Даремно кохала
Не того шукала
Я свого принца знайти хотіла
І свої крильця ой, не розкрила
Я ніби з неба донизу впала
Хоча до нього і не дістала

Куплет 2:
Я сльози гарячі
Ховала від ночі
В душі біль та відчай
Сльоза на обличчі.
Я вже не та, що тебе благала
Я вже не та, що все віддавала
Яскраве сонце мені засяє
Серце пробачить і заспіває

Приспів:
Мені надію моє сонце дає, 
А можливо, тільки сон це і є?
Прийди до мене моє сонце, прийди
Я сподівалася, що це назавжди

Куплет 3
Я більше не вірю
У спогадів зливу
У казку брехливу
У цю гру фальшиву
Я крізь образи любов тримала
Сто разів падала —знов вставала 
Моя душа не зламає крила
Хай навіть віра вже посивіла.

Моє сонце

Do you still remember

i’m just tryna keep my thoughts at bay
i’m just tryna work my worries away
many effigies i burn in flames (yeah)
another mini little death today
today
every day

everything i try hold onto will change
and every memory i look back on will fade
if i build up walls to hide from this pain
the tide will rise and pull me under again

effigies

an independent diva wouldn’t size you up.

in a rush to wait

graham everett