Karo, Piyobupt and Pacusi

Whether I do something, whether I do nothing, time still passes... — Koji Yamamura

Life without them is unthinkable

Don't smoke, drink only occasionally, no dependence on
prescription pills, legal or illegal drug and any kind of wild grown weeds...

But I get high on music, art and nature. Emotionally high, very high indeed. Say, a magnificent sunset at English Bay, Van Gogh's Café Terrasse, Chopin's Nocturne in C-sharp Minor.

Not only breathless, goosebumps, so are free flowing tears. I have no control of them.

I love Ingmar Bergman's films, crazy about Opera, completely wild about Mozart, so you can imagine when I saw Ingmar Bergman's 1975 film on Mozart's opera The Magic Flute.

Here's a Chagall's vision. In wisdom and beauty forever abound!

Of Glory in the Flower

What happen, to the girl you want to hold her hands? What become to the place, where you saw her standing there? Yet she loves you but Michelle become a grandmother Eleanor Rigby is in nursing home Blackbird had flew to Norwegian Wood John was gun down in 1980, George also gone in 2001. Ringo sang when I'm 64 in 2004, Sir Paul followed him 2 years later. Marcel Proust Remembrance all things past. John Donne asked, Where all pass years are? It is no use to hear the mermaids singing. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower...