Poppies in the wind and Falco

A piece of work comes to the world as from the movements that failed
as from those ones that succeeded.

You cannot divide any human being, and if you allow to live only the great sculptors,
then you will not have any great sculptors.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

They waved only so, these red little skirts, in the wind. It bowed them first to the one side and then to the other side. They did not scare. They did not scare even of a pestilent fire that somebody kindled on a small fireplace. Maybe he did it to heat water for a cup of tea, to roast potatoes or to barbecue some sausage.

However, a white duvet covered all country. The poppies disappeared to yield to hegemony of the Lady of Winter. I had a feeling, as if I had lost some something. Something, what never come back. I still see these red dots on the golden plains of the ripening corn.

After that some shadow slashed the sky. There was a big bird that majestically flew there. It eagle-eyed looked down to the earth and looked for its prey. However, it was not a merlin. It was peregrine falcon (Falco peregrinus). It stooped to the earth so that it forever disappeared in the distance.

These poppies flow in the wind on the wall of my room.

Falco and his Jeanny sound form his special album of 25^th anniversary as a Deluxe Edition from the speakers of my tower, also in my room.

:::: Tribute do Andy Irons ::::

:::: Tribute do Andy Irons ::::: "

Tuesday 2 November the unfortunate news of the death of Andy Irons (32) filtered through all world wide surf communities.
The 3x ASP World Champion, Irons, was our surf style inspiration.
We still can't believe Andy is gone.

The last time Andy surferd was on Rip Curl Pro Search, Peniche - Portugal. 

The waves and all fans of your surf style - will miss you,
Aloha and Mahalo Andy. 

THIS PACK CONTAINS 3 T-SHIRTS IN MEMORY OF ANDY IRONS

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Mixed (pick 'n' mix) feelings at solstice

Solstice – in Latin “solstitium” = “sol” (sun) + “statum” (stay motionless)
Welsh word for the solstice is “point of roughness”.
Talmud calls it as “Tefukat Tevet”, i.e. the first day of “striping time”.

Longtime I have not anything written, but as onetime I am sitting on the roof in Bohemia, the hard feelings is pouring on me from the last days. It is due to this season shortly after the solstice, or coming of the Christmas. I do not know.

Time goes so fast that one does not suffice to remember all occurrences from our world and also them from the other world. Maybe only several snapshots that show it. It is this roof, party by Nancy and a resurrection of the disappeared Slovakia at the party of its long-time friends.

Let us stay in coming time, same way as our Sun did it.

Let me allow quote Alan Furst about the solstice:

“…day, when supposedly the sun does a break… Pleasant idea… As if the universe stopped for a moment to think about something and to take a day off. One directly feels how time slows.”

Marry Christmas a Happy New Year 2011

Coral

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World AIDS Day 2010

Today is December 1 and many of us in a big hurry and a Christmas rush, by cleaning fresh snow or by carefully driving on the frozen roads, have forgotten that today is the World day of the fight against on of the most terrible illness in the world – AIDS. When I in year 2008 wrote in the context of Second Life world about this day (here), some both sad and terrible statistics had been missed there. So, here are the facts about HIV and AIDS.

• To date around 65 million people have been infected with HIV and AIDS has killed more than 25 million people since it was first recognized in 1981.
  
• The vast majority of the 38.6 million people living with HIV in 2005 are unaware of their status.
  
• In 2005 AIDS claimed the lives of 2.8 million people and over 4 million people were newly infected with the virus.
  
• At around 17.3 million, women make up almost half of the total number of people living with the virus.
  
• Sub-Saharan remains the most affected region in the world. Two-thirds of all people living with HIV, 24.5 million, are in sub-Saharan Africa.
  
• Declines in HIV prevalence have been noted in some countries, including Kenya, Zimbabwe, urban parts of Haiti and Burkina Faso and four Indian states including Tamil Nadu.
  
• There are more new HIV infections every year than AIDS-related deaths and as more people become infected with HIV, more people will die of AIDS-related illnesses.
  
• Worldwide, fewer than one person in five at risk of becoming infected with HIV has access to basic prevention services. Only one person in eight who want to be tested is currently able to do so.
  
• Each day, 1500 children worldwide become infected with HIV, the vast majority of them newborns.

What will you do for this thing? I have donated into above mentioned fund in RL and in SL I wear the symbol of the fight against AIDS – red ribbon.

Sources: Care, Keep A Child Alive, USA Today, World AIDS Day 2010

Time

Jacques Prévert

transl.: Johnny Mercer

Autumn Leaves
(Les feuilles mortes)

Oh, je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes Des jours heureux où nous étions amis En ce temps là la vie était plus belle Et le soleil plus brûlant qu'aujourd'hui Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle Tu vois je n'ai pas oublié Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi Et le vent du nord les emporte Dans la nuit froide de l'oublie Tu vois je n'ai pas oublié La chanson que tu me chantais C'est une chanson, qui nous ressemble Toi tu m'aimais et je t'aimais Nous vivions tous les deux ensemble Toi qui m'aimais, moi qui t'aimais |: Mais la vie sépare ceux qui s'aiment Tout doucement sans faire de bruit Et la mer efface sur le sable Les pas des amants désunis :| Les pas des amants désunis

Autumn leaves fall and are swept out of sight The words that you said have gone too Autumn leaves fall and are swept out of sight So are the memories of love that we knew The wind of forgetfulness blows then Into the night of regret, The song you would often sing Is echoing, echoing yet The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away, the days grow long And soon, I'll hear old winter's song But I'll miss you most of all, my darling, When autumn leaves start to fall When autumn leaves start to fall

The scenery is going so fast behind the windows. On scene is switching over another one. It is like slow movie, when the frame by the frame of the film strip passes the light source and it is grabbed by the optics, i.e. by the system of the magic lens, to show the two-dimensional picture to the impatient viewers.

However, it is only an illusion. Only bit to draw mist away and to look through a time mirror. An eyewink, the reality is back again. The car is driving through the hairpins and is coming near to a village. It is long time that I was here. The memories are coming up from my memory.

We are on the place. The car has driven through the village and then into the forest. Only for me as if time has stopped. Actually no in the literal sense, because time still passes. It is never-ending story. So, we, PEOPLE, invented it!

In vain I am seeking some words. After all it is useless, though! It suffices only to listen. Yes, it is that space banked by the trees, in whose treetops wind is spinning. I want only to wait. I want only to embrace everything around me. I want only to forget.

The dead leafs cover the graves of the dead. Autumn has come.

(P. S. I wrote this contribution after our visit of the small forest graveyard, where my beloved great-grandmother rest in peace.)

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