everybody has a name

everybody has a name My name is combination. I combine. The innocent aspirations of youth, with the illusions and desillusions of reality, of growing up, with the hope for new illusions to believe in, with the fate that we evolve to the real lessons, to the real feeling, to the best act in real art's NOW------ I combine. The pains and joies of the past, with understanding the present ones with the aspirations of tomorrow with all the energy deep inside me----- I combine. The political theories with the working conditions, with te real emotional world of daily people, with wanting to change things----- I combine. The news on war, poverty, famine, with all kind of wealth disseases, with all kinds of unhappiness that reigns, with breaking the solitude of the individual------ I combine. The living and the dead, with the longing for fullfilment with wanting to recognise , who in fact I am, with observing all kinds of forgotten energies------ I combine. Friendship and Love and Lust with satisfaction and negative emotions, with solutions and new problems, with rest and unease---- I combine, I combine, I combine. I cannot do otherwise, aldough I try, I always have to combine. Because combination shall be my name untill it's no longer necessary... And I?ll become part of another world ? combination Is there an energy with a comparable consciousness as ours, which did not need to follow the same evolutionary road ? octo

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15-01-10

De twaalf geboden.

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oc   In de plaats een  80 jaar oud lied van GospelBlues man Blind Willie Johnson Won't somebody tell me, answer if you can, what is the soul of a man' diepzinnig

Bron youtube , met dank aan 'Rire'

 

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