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The uncertainties of life; the humans, the world and life itself. This is the only certainty °

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I am an ever wondering soul full of burning enigmatic depth. I would like to share moments, both in terms of thoughts and experiences, in my life. So that maybe some one will illuminate the unseen with me :)

Music - The rythm of life

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Tunes absorbed by our delicate ears are prone to make a decision on what it likes to hear - differentiating between the lighter tunes of classical music and the more colourful on MTV. I believe this starts at a very young age as it marks the different points in young people’s lives. They also become vital pinpoints on the way of becoming an adult. But WHY does music appeal to us? Is it in human nature to just follow the jovial tunes? Hmm...rather strange is it not?

Still pounding on the mystery of music is oh so unfruitful...I guess it leads to an unknown way.|

When Love is Life then Life Itself

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Here I have extracted a rather special part from the book; the history of love. Just as love is a central part of the book, so is the theme of loneliness and hope. Hmm, rather similar to our lives is it not? As I am initiating myself to this blog I would love for you to read this story – which I feel has a beginning, and a potential truth.

"…Feelings are not as old as time. Just as there was a first instant when someone rubbed two sticks together to make a spark, there was a first time joy was felt, and a first time for sadness. For a while, new feelings where being invented all the time. Desire was born early, as was regret. When stubbornness was felt for the first time, it started a chain reaction, creating the feeling of resentment on the one hand, and alienation and loneliness on the other.

It might have been a certain counterclockwise movement of the hips that marked the birth of ecstasy; a bolt of lightning that caused the first feeling of awe. Contrary to logic, the feeling of surprise wasn’t born immediately. It only came after people had enough time to get used to things as they where. And when enough time had passed, and someone felt the first feeling of surprise, someone, somewhere else, felt the pang of nostalgia. It’s also true that sometimes people felt things and, because there was no word for them, they went unmentioned. The oldest emotion in the world may be that of being moved; but to describe it – just to name it – must have been like trying to catch something invisible. (Then again, the oldest feeling in the world might simply have been confusion.)

Having begun to feel, people’s desire to feel grew. They wanted to feel more, feel deeper, despite how much it sometimes hurt. People became addicted to feeling. They struggled to uncover new emotions. It’s possible that this is how art was born. New kinds of joy were forged, along with new kinds of sadness: The eternal disappointment of life as it is; the relief of unexpected reprieve; the fear of dying. Even now, all possible feelings do not yet exist. There are still those that lie beyond our capacity and our imagination. From time to time, when a piece of music no one has ever written, or a painting no one has ever painted, or something impossible to predict, fathom, or yet describe takes place, a new feeling enters the world. And then, for the millionth time in the history of feeling, the heart surges, and absorbs the impact…”



- Mani