Class of March 2016 Part 83
this is an spanish song "Celebra la vida" that I like the lyrics hope you enjoy......
I don’t know if I was sleeping,
And the voice of an angel
Said to tell you:
Celebrate life.
Think freely,
Help everyone,
And for what you want
Fight and be patient.
Carry a light load
Don’t hold on to anything
Because in this world
Nothing is forever.
Look for a star
To be your guide,
Hurt no one
Spread joy.
Celebrate life, celebrate life,
Because nothing is saved
Everything is shared.
Celebrate life, celebrate life,
Second by second and every day.
If someone betrays you
When they say “I love you,”
Put more wood in the fire
And start over.
Don’t allow your dreams
To fall to the ground
The more you love
The closer the sky is.
Shout against hatred
Against lies,
Because war is death,
And peace is life.
Celebrate life, celebrate life,
Because nothing is saved
Everything is shared.
Celebrate life, celebrate life,
Second by second.
I don’t know if I was dreaming,
I don’t know if I was sleeping,
And the voice of an angel
Said to tell you:
Celebrate life, celebrate life
And leave in the earth your best seed
Celebrate life, celebrate life
Which is much more beautiful when you look at me.
https://lyricstranslate.com
Celebrate life
I don’t know if I was dreaming,I don’t know if I was sleeping,
And the voice of an angel
Said to tell you:
Celebrate life.
Think freely,
Help everyone,
And for what you want
Fight and be patient.
Carry a light load
Don’t hold on to anything
Because in this world
Nothing is forever.
Look for a star
To be your guide,
Hurt no one
Spread joy.
Celebrate life, celebrate life,
Because nothing is saved
Everything is shared.
Celebrate life, celebrate life,
Second by second and every day.
If someone betrays you
When they say “I love you,”
Put more wood in the fire
And start over.
Don’t allow your dreams
To fall to the ground
The more you love
The closer the sky is.
Shout against hatred
Against lies,
Because war is death,
And peace is life.
Celebrate life, celebrate life,
Because nothing is saved
Everything is shared.
Celebrate life, celebrate life,
Second by second.
I don’t know if I was dreaming,
I don’t know if I was sleeping,
And the voice of an angel
Said to tell you:
Celebrate life, celebrate life
And leave in the earth your best seed
Celebrate life, celebrate life
Which is much more beautiful when you look at me.
https://lyricstranslate.com
Hi BBG.
Good words Efera.
Stolen from another thread- amazing..
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silver_Swan_(automaton)
Good words Efera.
Stolen from another thread- amazing..
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silver_Swan_(automaton)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cOGB...ture=emb_title
Try again
this utube clip shows how a swan, made about 300 years ago, out of silver looks, with swimming fish and shimmering water- all made of silver. I have difficulty in putting kinder surprises together.
Try again
this utube clip shows how a swan, made about 300 years ago, out of silver looks, with swimming fish and shimmering water- all made of silver. I have difficulty in putting kinder surprises together.
Cannot think of a big word to explain why my art journey reflects my recovery...it does, BIG TIME.
I have a final 4 week project- to paint an outside urban space- with some green and sky in it- to reflect a mood. The first step - over the last 2w was to do small studies- to get all the bit right (avoid art jargon, it makes my teeth itch).
This should have been 5 all up.
Because of my cognitive and memory impairment, I have now done this part 10 times and I still have aways to go.
Frustrating. Painful (it means sitting/standing for very long periods of time). It causes all the fight/flight emotions to kick in, because regardless if it is a near miss in crashing a car, or a painting- I respond exactly the same way with C-PTSD (and all the other goodies).
So I take a break (sometimes every 10 minutes), breathing- mindful crap, remind myself I am not the emotion, HALTS- reboot, try again, and again and again....to remind myself not to give up because I am teary from exhaustion and pain and nausea- to remember the obstacles in the path- ARE life..are the path.
I remind myself this path is mine alone- although others walk with me. I remind myself that my life, now is a valuable thing. I remind myself amidst the pain and apparent failures and fatigue- I am making progress.
This is very analogous to my recovery- reminding myself- sometimes dozens of times a day - to keep moving forward, to keep trying, to keep doing.
(carefully steps down from wooden box and walks away- muttering to himself , intervened at times by slightly manic laughter)
rinse repeat.
I have a final 4 week project- to paint an outside urban space- with some green and sky in it- to reflect a mood. The first step - over the last 2w was to do small studies- to get all the bit right (avoid art jargon, it makes my teeth itch).
This should have been 5 all up.
Because of my cognitive and memory impairment, I have now done this part 10 times and I still have aways to go.
Frustrating. Painful (it means sitting/standing for very long periods of time). It causes all the fight/flight emotions to kick in, because regardless if it is a near miss in crashing a car, or a painting- I respond exactly the same way with C-PTSD (and all the other goodies).
So I take a break (sometimes every 10 minutes), breathing- mindful crap, remind myself I am not the emotion, HALTS- reboot, try again, and again and again....to remind myself not to give up because I am teary from exhaustion and pain and nausea- to remember the obstacles in the path- ARE life..are the path.
I remind myself this path is mine alone- although others walk with me. I remind myself that my life, now is a valuable thing. I remind myself amidst the pain and apparent failures and fatigue- I am making progress.
This is very analogous to my recovery- reminding myself- sometimes dozens of times a day - to keep moving forward, to keep trying, to keep doing.
(carefully steps down from wooden box and walks away- muttering to himself , intervened at times by slightly manic laughter)
rinse repeat.
Not that I condone the eating of elephants but sometimes things for me, for various reasons,
are a lot like eating an elephant...it's one bite at a time man - you can do this PJ
D
are a lot like eating an elephant...it's one bite at a time man - you can do this PJ
D
Had bigtime software problems, which sucks- but I sorted it.
Finally the 10th (or so) art study passes go- so now can move onto the sail sized canvas oil painting. I will probably have to sell a kidney to pay for the oil paints.
First world problems.
Gym's opened here for the first time today- with a strict social distancing policy and a booking system. Some people are already trying to get past the rules.
These people are stupid and should all immediately be deported to stupid land.
Finally the 10th (or so) art study passes go- so now can move onto the sail sized canvas oil painting. I will probably have to sell a kidney to pay for the oil paints.
First world problems.
Gym's opened here for the first time today- with a strict social distancing policy and a booking system. Some people are already trying to get past the rules.
These people are stupid and should all immediately be deported to stupid land.
Apt for me feelings today,
Coming Back to Life
Pink FloydWhere were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
And where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
'Cause the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun
Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
Headed straight into the shining sun
Coming Back to Life
Pink FloydWhere were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
And where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
'Cause the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun
Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
Headed straight into the shining sun
Lazy afternoon here....been napping on and off, plus it's raining....at least I got some exercise this morning, then remembered I only had two cups of coffee all day....no wonder I'm feeling wonky! Time for some startin' fluid
Hope all is going okay....class sure got quiet
Hope all is going okay....class sure got quiet
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