Temporarily

I hope it won't last more than a week. I have so many things I want to write about but I just have to finish translating that book I'm translating now, otherwise I'll become insane - work doesn't disappear when I don't do it, it grows bigger and bigger and soon I'll lay burried under a pile of non-done work... So off I go... See you very soon!
Love,
working witch

Something

This is a little something, lyrics from "Budha Bar" compilation, that illustrate very precisely my attitude towards love. Not that I am not able to express it in my own words, but when it is already done, why not use it ;)

A lover knows only humility, he has no choice.

He steals into your alley at night, he has no choice.

He longs to kiss every lock of your hair, don't fret, he has no choice.

In his frenzied love for you, he longs to break the chains of

his imprisonment, he has no choice.

A lover asked his beloved,

Do you love yourself more than you love me?

Beloved replied, I have died to myself and I live for you.

I've disappeared from myself and my attributes,

I am present only for you.

I've forgotten all my learnings,

but from knowing you I've become a scholar.

I've lost all my strength, but from your power I am able.

I love myself...I love you.

I love you...I love myself.

I am your lover, come to my side, I will open the gate to your love.

Come settle with me, let us be neighbors to the stars.

You have been hiding so long, endlessly drifting in the sea of my love.

Even so, you have always been connected to me.

Concealed, revealed, in the unknown, in the un-manifest.

I am life itself. You have been a prisoner of a little pond,

I am the ocean and its turbulent flood. Come merge with me,

leave this world of ignorance. Be with me, I will open the gate to your love.

I desire you more than food or drink

My body, my senses, my mind, hunger for your taste

I can sense your presence in my heart

although you belong to all the world

I wait with silent passion for one gesture, one glance from you

Birthday come, Birthday gone

The worst thing about a birthday is that it actually comes to an end. Sooner or later, usually sooner. You wake up in the morning and in a wink of the eye it's already evening, night, end. New day begins and you realize you'll have to wait for a whole year to enjoy another birthday. Some people don't like B-days - I suppose they just don't like the miserable feeling that nobody remembers this date.

Aah, look at all those lonely people...

So it's time for an un-birthday (I've always liked the Mad Hatter, yes). Maybe I should rename my blog to "Un-birthday Party Gifts"? And try to write things that can be considered as gifts for the readers? ;)
I'm planning to give you some Paris moments, some musical revelations (wow, girl, very impressive, yeah ;) ) and some personal thoughts (the weakest part of the program). When (and if) I have time :)

Magical Music Tour

Oookay! So, it's March. MY MONTH! I waited for it for so long... and now I know it's going to end very, very soon. It always is. Everybody knows, dreaming is better than the dream itself. But never mind, I'll dream of summer afterwards :)
So let me share something with you - I'm listening to Yes's "Relayer" for a whole week now and I'm going deeper and deeper... I love it! I can say I'm happy. Some years or months ago I couldn't listen to such music without being left worried and insecure about how I do not understand it. But fortunately I am very persistent when I take a decision and the decision I took was to try as hard as I can to break through it. I didn't know much about progressive rock and anything about jazz for example. And I wanted to know, to understand, to feel - because my firm belief is that people can be taught. Even in art, in music, in whatever. If they desire. And not pushed away with words such: "Oh, if you can't already feel it, forget about it, it couldn't be described, it's impossible to be explained. You just don't have the heart for this". Excuse me! It's nonsense.
So... I was reading, listening, listening, reading, listening and now I feel like I succeeded to push aside a big rock that was blocking the opening of a cave and now I'm standing in a stream of sunlight. I'm certainly not a progressive rock expert but at least this music talks to me now.
Next step - I'm attacking "Faithless". It must be hard...
Now let me give you a piece of blue sky shining between thick clouds...

it runs high

to reach pure beauty

Something Funny

After every flight, Quantas pilots fill out a form, called a "gripe sheet," which tells mechanics about problems with the aircraft. The mechanics correct the problems; document their repairs on the form and then pilots review the gripe sheets before the next flight. Never let it be said that ground crews lack a sense of humor.

Here are some actual maintenance complaints submitted by Quantas' pilots (marked with a P) and the solutions recorded by the maintenance engineers (marked with an M).

(By the way, Quantas [Australian] is the only major airline that has never had an accident. This report on their upkeep system tells why... :-)

P: Left inside main tire almost needs replacement.
M: Almost replaced left inside main tire.

P: Test flight OK, except auto-land very rough.
M: Auto-land not installed on this aircraft.

P: Something loose in cockpit.
M: Something tightened in cockpit.

P: Dead bugs on windshield.
M: Live bugs on back-order.

P: Autopilot in altitude-hold mode produces a 200 feet per minute descent.
M: Cannot reproduce problem on ground.

P: Evidence of leak on right main landing gear.
M: Evidence removed.

P: DME volume unbelievably loud.
M: DME volume set to more believable level.

P: Friction locks cause throttle levers to stick.
M: That's what they're for.

P: IFF inoperative.
M: IFF always inoperative in OFF mode.

P: Suspected crack in windshield.
M: Suspect you're right.

P: Number 3 engine missing.
M: Engine found on right wing after brief search.

P: Aircraft handles funny.
M: Aircraft warned to straighten up, fly right, and be serious.

P: Target radar hums.
M: Reprogrammed target radar with lyrics.

P: Mouse in cockpit.
M: Cat installed.

P. Noise coming from under instrument panel. Sounds like a midget pounding on something with a hammer.
M: Took hammer away from midget