I get this !
Listen. watch when you can,
interview shortly …
…how did we get past that first hesitant walk across the floor and out the door
across the street, up flights of stairs you lead me up,’ Mama,’ you say, ‘relax, I’ll get you some tea,’ ;when did that happen ?
I take out old photographs, the baby in you never left, the woman inside arrives, reminding me of me – how do these mysteries unravel secrets
ageless, mankind’s legacy ; I am startled by the circle of endless love,life, that there can be so much beauty among everything else
Oh baby baby, as you grow I pray you will never forget beauty among everything else,
fourteen years with you, look how I’ve grown. You remind me of my identity, we are all- first, daughters…
love you forever,
Jan 2nd 2014.
Monday morning ( whoa I just wrote ‘Mon’ on a Thursdayyy) hit me now like a wall but Vi’s 8 am sms flashed,’Hey Ma have a great day !’
19 years old, guitar strapped to her back the voice of an angel and dark velvet if she wishes. Who would think your kid could grow all up and do that between college hours and manic hours and rehearsals ;
Vihan daybreak: Sanskrit /Damaris gentleness,
is also ridiculous fun and so much more than can be said in a Page.(Last night one little firm smile- hug that swiped away my fury @ traffic & assoc. mutter ! Am more than impressed at a human who can do that and don’t tell me Teens & Moms are the sweetest things on earth forever given to Peace.. :))
Ah’m …when she was born and that first cry rocked the floor hospital Holy Family, Bandra – ‘ Dearest Lord God almighty, our baby she has leather lungs oh please make her gentle and mild, unlike me, make her like her daddy large doe eyes not my myopic ones, give her grace and gentleness ..”
HOW did she get to be as soft-spoken as she is today, hey how. Yeah yeah this one’s going over board- mommy – wild about daughter, I don’t care. For every time I’ve yelled at you Vi , for messy room and this and that, for times I’m selfish down right dumb...
am here rambling splitting more than surprised grateful thinking : may we all be as restored/surprised by things/ people we may have taken for granted ; may we be startled by the fantastic right in front of us. Earthling dearest may we never be bored, esp that 🙂
here’s to all musicians on earth that can tame mad mommas. Here’s to you Vi, thank you are such 2 little words. I’ve run out of balance again but hope you see this SMS of mine now ( sulkn momma smileth:))) What did I ever do so right ; dear God this must be Grace..
What Child is This Cover : guitar and voice Vihan Damaris, Ebistudio
Listen close your eyes for a minute
listen to your heart
that Still Small Voice
December Mindscapes. Tempera on Paper. RN
In a male dominated world of casteism, and violations, how on earth did she get to be a dacoit queen ? Horrified -awe…Bandit Queen (1994) – Film Analysis. The film is a horrific account of lower-caste rebel and the indomitable Phoolan Devi, who goes all out to defy the norms of a regressive society. The seed of rebellion is sown when she is married to a man over 20 years older. She is all 11. Life becomes a series of debacles then on, for Phoolan. She is treated as an outcast, gets thrown out of her village, joins a gang of local goons in a nearby village, and eventually rises to power as the only woman bandit. The film recounts her life from the tender age of 11 till she surrenders as a bandit, 15 years after. The journey is painful, soul-stirring. It haunts you long after you’ve seen the film, leaving you with a sense of helplessness and remorse. http://www.apotpourriofvestiges.com/2013/07/bandit-queen-1994-film-analysis.html#ixzz2b9ptDqEd
(They said it was U Tube geek day, I checked but fell in here : See Homeless human slinky!
My impressions here, are dedicated to house hunters and eco- victims! This is American TV at best, but blood still runs red mate, there are still things we all collectively need, regardless. Human slinky blest by his struggles, must see…. below )
Homelessness can teach you Extremes
how to use pain
contortions – as moves
how to dance in the streets
how to use your spine
how to use your naked hunger/ your Ouch factor
how to kneel, how to walk on arms….
You learn to control people who watch you;
Most people don’t embrace something, you got to
embrace something, to cry like that, to entertain like that
from the wrungs of your soul,
nothing less than your 100 percent dream- wrenchn’ soul- taking
time- to weep and change the way you smile, to never
stop being real…
Happy U tube geek day :)))))