Would You Like Some Poison, Dear?

Would You Like Some Poison, Dear?

“Would you like some poison, dear” as Opa Johan offered his diabetic wife a delicious cake.

“Sure, let’s share and enjoy this nice poison together.”

January 2013

Why Do You Hurt Me?

Why Do You Hurt Me?

Suddenly she cried and with her loving, lovely eyes looking up at me, her eyes so sadly said: “Why do you hurt me?” as I tripped on her feet.

I then cuddle, fondle her to make up for my wrong and she kissed my hands. She’s such a dear creature.

And I imagined, pictured Eve, how wonderful were she so loving.

January 2013

Warning To My Faithful "Likers"

Warning To My Faithful “Likers”

I warn you, you might waver, become unvirtuous, inobedient, bad like me or I might shock you – are you prepared? - then leave me, unless you are already like me.

So don’t you like, love me, except you can’t help it. Wont you believe me?

January 2013

 

The Choir Conductor's Philosophy

The Choir Conductor’s Philosophy

“I just choose my pieces by hearing beautiful music, it doesn’t matter the Latin text, or difficulty, I don’t care whether professionals can do it in a week, while it would take me months or more than a year to exercise,  or whether it is western classic music, while we are Indonesian.”

He has now just 7 singers left. His best soprano passed away and another strong soprano left. They are without musical education, including his organist and himself. They started - never auditioned before -, exercising, singing in old age.

Yet, he has his own very melodious music lines of exercising the voice, his own way of conducting, not by just beating time, ... It took him months to train, practise Lacrymosa of Mozart. Sure not perfect, they are not professionals, but they enjoyed, were very proud after having mastered and You Tubed it.

 

I remember as of what I’ve listened to before, not all educated, professional conductors, musicians, singers, succeed, could capture beauty, - not just virtuosity -  yet there are amateur conductors, singers who can capture it.

Then the choir conductor said to me:

“It is the courage to free oneself from being a pupil, disciple, from teachers, public opinion and become mature, wiser. So, music, writing, art, whatever you pursue, even without being professional, becomes a joy. That’s my philosophy.”

January 2013

 

 

With Loving, Lovely Eyes She Looks At Me

With Loving, Lovely Eyes She Looks At Me

With loving, lovely eyes she looks a long time at me and I cuddle, fondle her while she kissed me. Why can’t I look a long time at an angel, without her being offended, frustrated except she is a beautiful painting, statue, or were I but a dog, her dog, she would cuddle, fondle and kiss me besides.

January 2013

Win A Prize In A Reader's Heart

Win A Prize In A Reader’s Heart

I don’t care to ever win a grand Prize For Literature as long as I can win a prize in a reader’s heart. "A woman's, an angel's heart, ha, ha" corrects Opa Johan.

June 2012

Things To Remind Me

Things To Remind Me

Sure, there are many people I very much love, honor, respect, yet warn me to never become their worshiper.

To restrain from riding tandem on someone’s fame, great name.

January 2013