When I had my voice (6th of November 2011)

Press play in the window above to start streaming from YouTube. This is a visualization of my music, this time completely acoustic and I sing again (as in Cocain Blues published in the previous post >> Bob Dylan revisited and >> Sit next to me, my dear friend)!

Walking on rocks after the afternoon spent by the sea. We return just in time to catch the sun as it drawns in the orange. I watch her in front of me, the wind carries her hair while she seeks for the spot to take the next step and I come to understand that this is one of those moments that gives color to life. I turn on the mobile phone and I record. Just in time!

All numerous attempts to live, to do something worthy of being, to experience and think of something unique, something that would make being so clearly important in comparison to non-being. To feel the experience of being in its fullness. How many years one needs for something like that? Can life perhaps be lived in a single, unique moment? A single moment that could be asymptotically expanded to eternity.

From >> Problem of observer.

A similar experience, almost on the same spot, I had in year 2005, and, again, I managed to record it. The photograph is shown below.

Goga hoda
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Last updated on 6th of November, 2011.