Friday, December 4, 2009

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Midnight Blue, Barnett Newman

Almost all entries in this blog are written quite a few hours after sunset. Surrounds them, the shelters and I hope, inspires a dark power.

A sensual evening to love above all things ... even declare the "removal" that wants to live day-resentful because so few hours of sleep, both body and spirit need the night to forget the world , ie for sleep (which is, moreover, a waste of time).

But, alas, is impossible: multiply-vain attempts to excuse the vulgarity-bed early . No way. It has been thought of several solutions: for breaking down walls in a loft environment , get tempt the element known as a bed? Or, more easily brought an object called a pillow wherever he goes so feel like hugging her and take her to the padding of the mattress? Or will definitely move the bedroom to the driveway?

is a magic that has nothing to do with passion or love or the funky wildness. It is the night itself .

is another story, one that seems to infuse hallucinations ... fear.


When non-amaze, affirm that the phrase "The night I was confused" reflects a great truth, we want to make clear that there is a leprechaun hiding in the shadows that make us puppets.

That, in such moments, one is lurking madness.


And reverie, as in the mad piano and lyrics confessions ...


Something that only explanation in the abstract :


This part is the "Allegro" from La Notte, but does not that sound more intensity ?


missing this blind date "The Night Is Still Young" Pizzicato 5 "Nights Behind Bars" by Carlos Berlanga "and the superb" Open All Night "by Marc Almond.
Have
, then, well, much later than the time of twilight, confess what those earlier pieces you think best represents the mystery that is spoken. Or do you have located other songs for these times they like more? Oh, yes? And what are they? A crush

night that goes beyond passion and speculations, which bears the beautiful title "Dark Night of the Soul" and that, as-seen-a lot more than a religious meeting, appears as shocking:

In the happy night,
in secret, when none saw me
Nor I beheld aught,
Without light or guide,
if not in the heart burned.

heart burn at night.

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