"...in Dagara life, the first few years of a child's life is spent with the grandparents, not the parents. What the grandparents and grandchildren share together ... that the parents do not ... is their close proximity to the cosmos. Grandparents will soon return to where the grandchildren came from, so therefore the grandchild is the bearer of news the grandparents need. The grandparents must get this information before the child forgets."
"The only way that we can live, is if we grow. The only way that we can grow is if we change. The only way that we can change is if we learn. The only way we can learn is if we are exposed. And the only way that we can become exposed is if we throw ourselves out into the open. Do it. Throw yourself."
"We are all ordinary. We are all boring. We are all spectacular. We are all shy.
We are all bold. We are all heroes. We are all helpless.
It just depends on the day."
Loving this photo and the beautiful woman. The quote is so understanding of human struggles. This all gives the feeling of peace and hope.
“Half of life is lost in charming others. The other half is lost in going through anxieties caused by others. Leave this play, you have played enough.”
His latest album, Blackstar, was released last week to coincide with his 69th birthday, and had received widespread critical acclaim.
Blackstar was the first Bowie album not to feature a picture of him on the cover: instead, a stylised black star heralded a darker work. On re-examination, there is much in Blackstar to suggest Bowie was saying goodbye, particularly the track Lazarus and the video for the title track, which opens with the image of a dead spaceman.
“The truth is of course that there is no journey. We are arriving and departing all at the same time.”
Each poem, drawn and held together by the thread of our own experience,
and the longing of our own Soul to follow the vine back to its root.
~ John Millar
and now
Taro
From the album "An Awesome Wave." Footage is from the beautiful 1988 film "Powaqqatsi: Life in Transformation."
Lyrics:
Indochina, Capa jumps Jeep, two feet creep up the road
To photo, to record meat lumps and war,
They advance as does his chance -- very yellow white flash.
A violent wrench grips mass, rips light, tears limbs like rags,
Burst so high finally Capa lands,
Mine is a watery pit. Painless with immense distance
From medic from colleague, friend, enemy,
foe, him five yards from his leg, From you Taro.
Do not spray into eyes -- I have sprayed you into my eyes.
3:10 pm, Capa pends death, quivers, last rattles, last chokes
All colours and cares glaze to grey, shrivelled and stricken to dots,
Left hand grasps what the body grasps not -- le photographe est mort.
3.1415, alive no longer my amour, faded for home May of '54
Doors open like arms my love, Painless with a great closeness
To Capa, to Capa Capa dark after nothing,
re-united with his leg and with you, Taro.
Do not spray into eyes -- I have sprayed you into my eyes.
Hey Taro!
