I was ( still am) an avid fan of Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel. Their lyrics (mainly Paul’s lyrics) were something out of the ordinary. They were poems dressed in wonderful music.
Who forgets sentences like:
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
(from Greatest hits, June 14, 1972. The song Sound of silence.)
I’m old enough to remember the album where the two were pictured with suit jackets, denim pants and light brown leather shoes. These were the clothes I wore for years afterwards. (And I still like to to). A psychologist told me that there is a psychological explanation for why this is so.
We like to dress in the same way that was fashionable when we felt we were at the height of our lives. The need applies to hair and other things as well. (That explains why I dont walk around in uniform;)
Some of us are more hardcore. We (try) to have the same hairstyle that we had when life was good (better). Is this weird? No, not really. It’s just a sign of holding on to things we’d like to experience again. Taking care of the moments. witch will not come again.
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
A lost generation
An early morning reflection An early morning reflection on a lost generation of young people, this time from a Russian perspective. I don’t know exactly
9 Zen “ish” principles for living a better life
I’m not a Zen guy, nor do I practice Buddhism. It’s all getting too spiritual for me. My interpretation of the “rules of living”, written
Somewhere in the Bekaa Valley, Lebanon
A damp smell of sand. Warm, red sand. Crickets singing in the evening darkness. The birds’ hysterical chirps in the morning. The sun that heats