Julie, COCO -- Your poem might save me from lies, and the lack of love.
I've forwarded it. Thanks,

You're very welcome Jim, it is actually the 8th song of the album I'm making but I put it in the form of a poem for you guys :)

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(ode aan) Urreke Banus

Geef me een drummer, en ook nog een bassist,
en maak me blij.

Ne zanger is ook altijd mooi meegenomen
en de toetsenist kan ook natuurlijk nie ontbreken.

De wielen van de bus dragen onze band
wel naar de volgende kilometer.

En laten we nu allemaal eens blij zijn
want 't leven is toch helemaal nie duur!

En Urreke heeft het ons ook verteld;
De weg naar 't volgend optreden
is dichter dan ge denkt.

DJ'15

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That's cute German-ish, Julie. :oD

That's cute German-ish, Julie. :oD

Its dutch Jim.

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With each crime and every kindness we birth our future.

True, enough, Mike. But, it's close-enough to German to figure out a lot of
the words' meanings. A lady-friend, here, is Dutch, and I can't understand
a word, when she speaks. Quite a contrast.

That's cute German-ish, Julie. :oD

It's an ode to Urbanus, he was my idol when I was a kid. He still is, actually.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AdhaBttpHMc

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He was the comedian? Am trying to compare him with him with someone, over
here, Julie. I don't think the late Robin Williams would fit. Will Rogers?
No. Oh, well. Will have to nose around and find English translations, of
his. Thanks, for the heads-up.

He was the comedian? Am trying to compare him with him with someone, over
here, Julie. I don't think the late Robin Williams would fit. Will Rogers?
No. Oh, well. Will have to nose around and find English translations, of
his. Thanks, for the heads-up.

I did a quick translate on Google of the lyrics in the song I posted earlier. Didn't work too well.. :D

They have mines dropped back his dog
up to his legs
And sprayed him with antibiotics
Because he suffered from quite far advanced cancer
and yet he had such a pain
The doctor consoled me: "He'll come through,
but will never be beyond comely. "
Uh, the world is soap
strange things happen around me
Entirely to soap
and the final judgment can not be far
My mother, that good woman,
is in't middle of the night increased the street
There was ne guest workers from the oven crawled
My grandfather thought, "That's that new anthracite,
because in my time when we did not. "
Uh, the world is soap
strange things happen around me
Entirely to soap
and the final judgment can not be far
The pope, Cardinal Van Sop
Archbishop anointed
That poor guy, which is now full excema
His whole body is teeming with flakes and lobes
Between the Father and the Son
he must scratch himself 7 times
Uh, the world is soap
strange things happen around me
Entirely to soap
and the final judgment can not be far
And whether you believe me or not
but this is too scratch
I dreamed last night dat'k was nine months pregnant
and indeed, punctual about 9 o'clock and half
a night mare me a foal calved
The world is for soap
strange things happen around me
Entirely to soap
and the final judgment can not be far
Uh, the world is soap
strange things happen around me
Entirely to soap
and the final judgment can not be far



I got first prize in a contest when I was twelve, performing this song:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kWavHi0FHaM

And this sketch:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n0UZDzntNus

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This is such a funny song of his!! :D :D

Oh baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
If jou stee talking laaik dadde
Aaim gonne knok joe wift joor hed on de wal
Joe rielie plee wift maai fiets
En aai gonne faaind mie een odder girl
Jes aaim gonne run awee, aaim gonne run awee
Bikoos joe meek mie fiel laaik e chiken
On e reenie dee

Joe ken goo, goo en tel it tot joor modder
Aai just don kere aai just dont flodder
En aaim not efreed of joor daddi
Hies too heads smaller den mie
En aaim gonne walk around de weurld
Wift maai gitaar
En aaim gonne knaaip me
Som odder littel poesies in de dark

Komaan leedies en gestelemens
Al toegedder hier toenaait
Lets hef som fun

Oo jee

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Up2uP0JVdDA

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Julie, Julie,
har-de-har.
I sink to me shoes,
from songs, afar.

A beer, or two
will set the day,
plus tunes of mirth,
from Belgium-way.

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I wrote a poem for a dear friend of mine last night:



Keep the Silence down

I heard you through the Silence;
You gave me the Sound.

The Sun burns His rays on the Moon,
She burns our skin with unintended rays.

Rays of Love and Compassion,
Well-grounded and founded out of our history
Shine!

They shine, my brother,
You shine!

D’Artagnan stood in front of the Tree,
Giving it all the Love he could.

And he did
And they did

For the good of the Great Cause,
We all did.

DJ’15

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Love Sought


She said, "Leave your coat on my chair."
And, then, she placed hers
on top of it,
before going for coffee.


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jm
2 Dec. 15

Vlieg Vlinder!

Eyes are the windows
To a man’s soul

You like it
When I’m high

(Haat voedt niet
Wat Liefde voedt)

Hatred doesn’t feed
What Love does
with the news feed
and the windows of the world.

One day
We’re going to get so high
up the clouds in Venus’
illusionary mirages
of colonized monopolies.

Life’s so heavy y y
Really heavy y y
When it weighs
On the Paint
Of the War
WE call life.

B.I.L.L.I.E. H.O.L.I.D.A.Y.
Sang in a fragile voice

I’m a fool
To hold you

And He wants to go…

DJ’15

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Siyah Bear

You’re my sweetest
Home mate
Heart mate
Heart-Made
Authentically
Hand-Made

You’re my confidential
Listening ear
Hearing ear
Authentic
Hearing-Aid

You’re my loving
Twin Soul
Twice Soul
Authentically
Soul-Intertwined

We are.

DJ'15

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Better to exchange pleasure for pain
than to live without love! Where one
enjoys favors, it is sweet to die; When one is
forgotten, life is not worth living. Better to
suffer passion and grief, than to go without
love!

A life lost is a life without love;
Greater than life itself is knowing how to
make the most of it. Better to suffer the
pangs and pains than to go without
love!

Let no one expect painless love to be
pleasurable for he would then stand accused
of shallow love. Better to lose pleasure for
grief than to go without love.


from Diferencias sobre el canto del cavallero,

Antonio de Cabezon
(1510-1566)

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from "El Siglo d'Oro"

Music of Spain

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Julie -- The Spanish, I don't know --
but the music, is universal.

Thanks, for your sharing, as well.

Thank you for sharing, Jim. In my opinion love is all about trust between two people. Love is the only emotion that can give you that intense feeling of pleasure so I'm afraid I have to disagree with the content of the poem.

Pain and hardship are emotions that go together with hate.

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I, actually, agree with you, Julie. My parents were married for sixty years,
and their marriage was not stale. What kept it going? Love. No way,
otherwise. Love, and communication (talking).

I, actually, agree with you, Julie. My parents were married for sixty years,
and their marriage was not stale. What kept it going? Love. No way,
otherwise. Love, and communication (talking).

Always a must in a relationship, Jim.

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Relationships..........hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
I do know about such thingys.

Lori and I have had one.......for over 20 some years now.
Interesting counterplay.

She was a drunk when I met her, on the skids. In a bar.....long ago.
A real beauty she was, and even with age, still is.

I saved her. Loved her. Like no other could. Her ex husband tried to kill me once or twice, robbed my home. Not pretty things happened back then.
Time passed and we parted, mostly because of my partaking when she chose not to.

Then, some time later, we came back together again. A lot of years had gone by.
I truly do not recall if I called her or she called me.......

Today, she is my shining light. My beacon.
The one that holds me together and tries to lead me upward. And she does a pretty good job at that.

I have been through some tough times. She has as well.
We are a rather awkward pairing of two who know each other and each other's past history all too well.

It is kinda like the old question regarding animal adoption....
Just who is it that saved who? I dunno...

These days, Lori loves me, and I love her. Sooooooooooooooooooooooo much.

Just know the kittyman is in good hands these days and shall always be OK.

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

Thanks, for sharing, Mark. You know what love is, as do others in DPC. I wish
I could wave a magic wand over a lady, here, and . . .

Like teaching a blind person about colors.