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InteGRATion into
GRATeFULLness
Singing&Sounding keeps me Sound
| 2007_04_04 I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail |
based on a 1913 song by the Peruvian composer |
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El Condor Pasa
[the Condor passes by]
I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail
Yes I would, if I could, I surely would
I'd rather be a hammer than a nail
Yes I would, if I only could, I surely would
Away, I'd rather sail away
Like a swan that's here and gone
A man gets tied up to the ground
He gives the world its saddest sound
Its saddest sound
I'd rather be a forest than a street
Yes I would, if I could, I surely would
I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet
Yes I would, if I only could, I surely would
It's not "El Condor", but it's definitely "Pasa"....
a photo taken in 2002_05_26 by Immanuel, when he worked and lived in Detroit,
USA
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"....Manifestation is meant to be
a playground
where being and doing are fun..."
[Godchannel,
Second Interview with the Folks]
Since Mika's thread has reached
SongGame 2007_03_17,
I've been creating a more comprehensive composition than before:
Not only a sculpture made up of Mika's personal, individual being ~ playing
~ living
but a composition of the major experiences of her family - on this planet
- at this time.
I'm creating the composition of this page on April
19, 2010, The Day of Remembrance:
the fallen Jewish and Druze soldiers remind us Israelis every year of our
self-interest
in
converting our enemies into partners....
How wondrous, that now, 30 years after I
"ceased to manifest" this in my "Partnership"
Work,
and 4 years, after I ceased to manifest my vision about Peace
through Desert Hosting Economy,
i.e. after I ceased to manifest anything planned, anything programmed, on
the e x t e r ior level,
I feel and know, that I do manifest everything I desire to manifest on this
planet, at this time,
by w h o l l y delighting, ~~~ the delight of my feeling
and the delight of my consciousness,
for instance in watching Mika's untiring activities and in participating in
her ever new creations.
On this morning she wants to help me put my bed in order,
which - with the huge blanket - is not an easy thing to achieve.
She is already dressed and prepared for going to kindergarden
and I even allow her to step on the blanket with her shoes on.
    The little rug is the last thing, that has to be put in order |
   
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Since she is already in the mood of a "ba'ale-buste"
(a Hebrew-Yiddish expression for a perfect house-wife),
she now wants to clean a little plastic-bowl,
which she had taken to the kindergarden and returned.
She first does it with a wet tissue,
but I teach her, that for real cleaning real water is needed.
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It's the same water, with which Mika cleans the bowl in
Israel,
and the Amazonas River, from which Tomer just steps on land.
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Is it a rubber fluid which flows out from the tree?
Here Tomer winds the self-created rubber-band around his
head and looks handsome!
[as contrasted starkly to the way he looked after
that night of May 2-3]
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Continuation of Mika's
"Heaven-on-Earth" , in March 2010, on the Song page of April
5, 2007 |