He Is A God
A writer, a painter, a composer, an artist, he is a God who creates a wonderful world of his own.
October 2009
A writer, a painter, a composer, an artist, he is a God who creates a wonderful world of his own.
October 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Don't Need Be So Polite
Don’t Need Be So Polite
Don’t need be so polite as to clap your hands, except you can’t resist the urge to do so. So said the Choir Conductor during his openings-speech.
October 2009
Don’t need be so polite as to clap your hands, except you can’t resist the urge to do so. So said the Choir Conductor during his openings-speech.
October 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
The Choir Conductor's E Mail To His Organist 2
The Choir Conductor’s E Mail To His Organist 2
It’s delightful to hear you play. Sometimes it’s even better than an educated piano player. Many “Ave Verum’s” were not always performed very well by professional choirs or take a solo song as “Bist Du Bei Mir”.
Suppose it’s a fairly easy piece for an amateur, it isn’t obvious that a professonal would, could perform it better. Except, he has a better technical skill, a better voice, better equipment as an orchestra, music scores far to difficult for an amateur.
There’s the Mango, small, unattractive, sold cheap at the road side, without a sticker, not as big, goodlooking as is sold in supermarkets, yet how sweet, sweet-smelling, how delicious it is. The eye, a sticker, a Mall couldn’t ever judge, discern the sweetness, the nicety of the fruit. .
Kim Clijsters has her husband, her baby, yet she could still become the US open champion. Having a family, a child, having no formal musical education, working, aged, invalid, blind, mute isn’t a barrier, isn’t “the end of the world”.
October 2009
It’s delightful to hear you play. Sometimes it’s even better than an educated piano player. Many “Ave Verum’s” were not always performed very well by professional choirs or take a solo song as “Bist Du Bei Mir”.
Suppose it’s a fairly easy piece for an amateur, it isn’t obvious that a professonal would, could perform it better. Except, he has a better technical skill, a better voice, better equipment as an orchestra, music scores far to difficult for an amateur.
There’s the Mango, small, unattractive, sold cheap at the road side, without a sticker, not as big, goodlooking as is sold in supermarkets, yet how sweet, sweet-smelling, how delicious it is. The eye, a sticker, a Mall couldn’t ever judge, discern the sweetness, the nicety of the fruit. .
Kim Clijsters has her husband, her baby, yet she could still become the US open champion. Having a family, a child, having no formal musical education, working, aged, invalid, blind, mute isn’t a barrier, isn’t “the end of the world”.
October 2009
Sunday, October 4, 2009
The Scare-crow And The Little Girl 9
The Scare-crow And The Little Girl 9
What would you like, a smile or a kiss?
October 2009
What would you like, a smile or a kiss?
October 2009
Saturday, October 3, 2009
The Scare-crow And The Little Girl 8
The Scare-crow And The Little Girl 8
“I tease, fondle, cuddle, kiss with words, my eyes. I didn’t remember I ever said such a stupid ‘I love you’ or presented flowers. to my lover. What’s to be kissed so freely given? I pretended to whisper her something, then suddenly steal me a kiss. After the furiest quarrel of: “I don’t need you, stay away, I hate you”, I were forcely taken, captured, embraced, pressed by my lover who wanted to kiss me by force while I feigned to fight myself free, then roar with laughter. That’s her kiss of peace, eager kisses not just one but many times what I never would forget.
Am I not a very smart lover? Be forewarned, you little fool, you might really love me some day.
October 2009
“I tease, fondle, cuddle, kiss with words, my eyes. I didn’t remember I ever said such a stupid ‘I love you’ or presented flowers. to my lover. What’s to be kissed so freely given? I pretended to whisper her something, then suddenly steal me a kiss. After the furiest quarrel of: “I don’t need you, stay away, I hate you”, I were forcely taken, captured, embraced, pressed by my lover who wanted to kiss me by force while I feigned to fight myself free, then roar with laughter. That’s her kiss of peace, eager kisses not just one but many times what I never would forget.
Am I not a very smart lover? Be forewarned, you little fool, you might really love me some day.
October 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
The Scare-crow And The Little Girl 7
The Scare-crow And The Little Girl 7
Never praise someone into his face. That’s flattery. Not just once, but three times were you very nice, spoke so kindly worth a kiss. It’s lucky that you didn’t know it and I wouldn’t relate, disclose it to you, otherwise you would, little donkey, become a big donkey. Something good, beautiful is invaluable, not to be paid with all the money, the gold in the world, not with thousands ‘thank you’. It could only be paid with a kiss (or kisses). Did you know that?
Aren’t you proud to find such a good friend in me?
October 2009
Never praise someone into his face. That’s flattery. Not just once, but three times were you very nice, spoke so kindly worth a kiss. It’s lucky that you didn’t know it and I wouldn’t relate, disclose it to you, otherwise you would, little donkey, become a big donkey. Something good, beautiful is invaluable, not to be paid with all the money, the gold in the world, not with thousands ‘thank you’. It could only be paid with a kiss (or kisses). Did you know that?
Aren’t you proud to find such a good friend in me?
October 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
The Scare-crow And The Little Girl 6
The Scare-crow And The Little Girl 6
Someone told me:
“When I were a boy, others far surpassed me. But as we were growing older, they believed and felt they were old, so they stopped growing. I believe that I’m still, feel young, even younger than before and could still improve, enjoy my self: exercize my eyes, my voice, my brains, my feet, my fingers, to learn to become more daring, to learn to think well, to write, to sing and still be capable of falling in love, while they can’t, haven’t the courage anymore or perhaps just feigned. So then have I far surpassed them.”
Isn’t he excellent? Do you want to make his acquaintance?
He is me, myself.
October 2009
Someone told me:
“When I were a boy, others far surpassed me. But as we were growing older, they believed and felt they were old, so they stopped growing. I believe that I’m still, feel young, even younger than before and could still improve, enjoy my self: exercize my eyes, my voice, my brains, my feet, my fingers, to learn to become more daring, to learn to think well, to write, to sing and still be capable of falling in love, while they can’t, haven’t the courage anymore or perhaps just feigned. So then have I far surpassed them.”
Isn’t he excellent? Do you want to make his acquaintance?
He is me, myself.
October 2009
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