Loving the yellow & blue…and the lightening.
praying. — STADTAUGE
© Daniel Schrödl
praying. — STADTAUGE
La persistència de Bibendum — El Diletant Perplex
The art of Surrender 5/5
‘For me all it is…is the awareness in the moment that I am trying to control the uncontrollable. ‘
The other day a lovely person asked me a question in regards to surrendering. She asked if I actually say the words “I surrender.”
I thought this was a great question and it prompted me to take a look at what it actually means to me.
You hear ALL THE TIME in recovery – “Let it go!” “Turn it over!” “Surrender it!” “Give it to God.”
I explained that I do not say the actual words “I surrender.”
For me all it is…is the awareness in the moment that I am trying to control the uncontrollable. How do I know I am doing that….my physical body and mind tell me so. I feel angst and stress about whatever the situation is I am trying to control.
When I have had enough stress and angst in my body…I let the thing go. How do I do that….I switch my focus…
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Amazon’s ‘Tales from the Loop’: Season 1 Full Recap ☆☆☆☆☆
This TV show is brilliant and the best I’ve seen in a while.
I love all the 1950’s references and 50’s props and clothes. It’s available on Amazon Prime.
“Tales from the Loop” are a melancholy examination of the many aspects of love taking place between dimensions in a place where the science fiction of happenstance takes different people outside of the normal life in small town Mercer, Ohio.
“Tales of the Loop” are based on Swedish artist Simon Stålenhag’s 2014 eponymous book of futuristic digital images. Transferring the action to the fictional Midwestern town of Mercer, the timeline flashes between the 1950s. At the center is the discovery of a sphere called the Eclipse and the landscape is littered with decades of experiments linked to the particle accelerator at Mercer Center for Experimental Physics which breaks up time and can open portals to parallel universes. This isn’t the physics of the real universe, but the “fringe physics” of science fiction and imagination.
Similar to the American classic play, “Our Town,” each episode has a person step forward to tell their…
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Rammstein – Angst
I particularly like the lawnmowers.
26th April Chernobyl – 1986
One of my favorite stories about the Chernobyl disaster is the one about Morrissey and his song ‘Panic’.
He was listening to the radio on the day of the disaster.
The radio DJ had the news flash about the worst nuclear disaster know to man…then proceeded to play Wham: Freedom !!!
Morrissey was really annoyed with he radio DJ, and proceeded to write the song.
The radio DJ had no conscience or idea about the magnitude of the disaster.
Slave to the Rhythm
Get your hula-hoop and singalong with Grace Jones.
You work all day and men who know
The wheels must turn to keep the flow
Oh, oh, oh
Build on up, don’t break the chain,
Sparks will fly when the whistle blows
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, slave to the rhythm
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, slave to the rhythm
Work to the rhythm! Mm-hm.
Build on up, don’t break the chain,
Sparks will fly when the whistle blows
Fire burns, hearts beat strong
Sing out loud, the chain gang song
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, slave to the rhythm
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, slave to the rhythm
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, slave to the rhythm
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, slave to the rhythm
Never stop the action
Oh, never stop the action
Never stop the action
Keep it up, keep it up
Never stop the action
Aaaaaooowww!
[Humming]
Slave to the rhythm!
Keep it up, keep it up!
Never stop! Never stop!
Keep it up!
Work to the rhythm!
Slave to the rhythm! A-ha.
Live to the rhythm!
Love to the rhythm! A-ha.
‘Save this mirror for your face, There are two…’
Lay your hands into my hand
I’ve been rude
I don’t care what you do
Some recall is not enough
I’ve seen a few
Creeping like you do
My foolish friend
Don’t try to live my life
Upon this weary line
My foolish friend
Don’t tell me if I’m right
Teenage tears the saving grace
Of this fool
But no one’s watching you
Save this mirror for your face
There are two
No matter what you choose
My foolish friend
Don’t try to live my life
Upon this weary line
My foolish friend
Don’t tell me if I’m right
When I can really rebel
Yes I’m really saddened
My foolish friend
Don’t try to live my life
Upon this weary line
My foolish friend
Don’t try to live my life
Tomorrow Started
This is my current favorite song.
I’ve finally moved house, and couldn’t be happier.
No more neighbor from hell !!!
Don’t look back until you try
A line so openly a lie,
Outside of you,
It’s just tomorrow starting
I’ve said I’m wrong when I’ve been right.
I’ve seen times when I’ve been sure
But still I find
I’m just the first that you take
Are there reasons everybody pays?
They never seem to be any use
They never seem to be any use
It’s just tomorrow starting
Don’t look back until you’ve tried.
With time you’ll endlessly arrive
Outside of use,
With just tomorrow starting
See my eyes
Tell me I’m not lying.
I’m just the first that you take
Are there reasons everybody pays?
They never seem to be any use
They never seem to be any use
It’s just tomorrow starting
Noir 