5 juin 2013
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Sometimes we want nothing, to see nobody, to listen to nobody, to speak with nobody.
Nothing to do with a depression or other, just a desire to look at things by far..
Then we realize that..
Nobody realizes this silence..
Then we ask ourselves the questions,
The good or the bad no matter.
I like the solitude.
I hate the solitude.
Everything depends on days, one day yes, a day not..
It sometimes takes me during several days..
It has the peculiarity to exacerbate my creativity..
Positively … Naturally
Very beautiful day to all of you.
Sylvie
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28 mai 2013
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11:39
The spark of our Hearts springs in its own good time, for whom it seems.
Not asking us for our opinion on the question.
When it springs.
We can run after all what we want.
After all that is our right, the essence of our liberties.
Of our bodies we make what we want, but not of our Hearts.
The perfume of our dead years …
The wind will take it leaving in our Hearts the grains of our memories.
Making us to smile …
Again and again.
Without regret or almost.
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14 mai 2013
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11:02
What do you feel when you listen to some music? The one that you like the one who touches you, because whatever is the music which you like, you like it because at the bottom of you it activates something … It's maybe instruments, melody, words or voice of the artist or the whole?
The moment when you listen to it is also going to influence your choice.. Your humor, that you are spirit to make. The music brings the nostalgia, the enjoyment it is bound to our memories "souvenirs", to our lives.
She allows to communicate, to move closer and to unite people..
The music is everywhere, the carillon of the front door, your alarm clock, the bell of your telephone, the wind in trees, wind in fields, wind in the city squeezing between buildings.. Go and come from the sea produces a sound common to each.. Your steps.. All those noises produce sounds..
The music was a part always strongly of my life. It helped me, supported, accompanied. I remain capable of listening to the same piece of for hours at the risk of annoying my circle of acquaintances. I listen to of everything even if my preferences go towards the rock and the symphonic metal, including naturally the Gothic.
The music is my friend, it knows everything of me. I say to it everything in the fault my choices, it will know what I feel without ever criticizing, it will follow me simply. And indefatigably it will continue to play for me, and indefatigably I shall continue to love it.
When it penetrates into me, my body shivers, my eyes close, my heart beats faster.. And my movements become uncontrollable then the union is made when I begin to sing, because there is the only instrument which I know really how to play.. No matter if I sing well or not, because there is not the main thing. The main thing is the pleasure which I am going to pull it and if the artist could see how I feel its music then he could say to himself that he reached his purpose.. That its music is felt as it owes the being, with generosity and without restraint because before any the music is a sharing quite as the writing, it is a means of expression.
Have a good day.
Sylvie
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24 mars 2013
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12:20
Increasingly I see on television in the series, the characters of different headliners. Often these people are portrayed as exceptional beings but different. Different in their ways of speaking, thinking, dressing or moving, as if these differences made them outsized beings or outside the concept that one can get from others.
For example Bones (Temperance Brenan), prodigiously intelligent but devoid of emotion, such that all the designs. The Mentalist which he sees and feels people differently, and so easily manipulated. Or in Criminal Minds, the young and brilliant criminologist overqualified but also problems with all aspects of emotion or human. Last night I watched a series that was completely unknown to me 'Breaking out', one of the players is also super intelligent, managing to crack codes for example. Aby in NCIS, expert Gothic gifted unashamedly displaying her tattoos and other clothing outside the norms. I think we love them because they are just different!
All these roles in this series gives me the impression that it seeks to "de-marginalize" exceptional beings but which nevertheless have problems way or another to integrate into society, even though in series they are doing very well, but it is of course fiction.
Why these series rely on people outside the 'common'? I just think it wants us to accept differences in this way, and I find it very well. But how long will it take people to the differences?
Really accept I mean, like hire someone who does not suit, or a woman wearing jeans. Hiring a self because he thinks differently and did not follow the usual course. Listen to someone who speaks a passion, but not a madman imbued with a divine glow. Just accept others for what they are, exceptional or not, every individual has its own personality and its own value.
All this seems stereotypical, leaves a taste already read? .. No, I think not.
There are people who want to seem different and those who are really ...
Sylvie
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