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Stoner and Prince

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The novel, Stoner, by John Williams was published in 1965. But its first now its really known and   its sold  in thousands of copies, especially in Europe. Why? Mainly because its well written, in an epic and pre-modern style, not at all experimental.  and it I tries to say something - what? It's the one of Williams's books that is nearest his own life. Stoner is a teacher in literature, as Williams was. So maybe it's that he want to say something about his life or about the life of Everyman. I'm sure Prince had the same kind of love for music as Williams had for litteratur. You can hear it in the album "Prince; Piano & a Microphone" recorded in 1983 but not published until last year. Maybe we also can hear the foundation for his music here. His father worked as a pianist but was not so good as a father. He left the family when Prince was ten. In the recording from -83 we can hear him sing a bit of the song "a case of you" by Joni Mit

Multiverse, time and Hilma af Klint

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You may say that this has nothing to do with mindfulness. On the other hand you can think that these topics comes to your mind when meditation has made the talking monkey inside silent. Let's say that David Deutsch is right in his view of time in a multiverse  landscape: Well, then, as i understand it, you can be in different ages in different universes. And different universes can interact with each other, at least at the atomic level.  That seems to be the implication of the theories of quantum physics.  Here is a painting by Hilma af Klint that could illustrate an interacting multiverse.    Well I may go to far, other things can be interpreted there too. Even af Klint didn't know what she was painting.  I better stop here for to today with a winter scenery from Rättvik - to come down to earth

Time to destroy, time to build....

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I recently watched a tv-program about natural disasters in 2017. They were many; storms, hurricanes, floods and big fires. Hundreds of people dead, not to mention all the animals, also dead or without their natural habitat. Its seems  to be a time of destruction. But under the catastrophes lies an underlying hope. Quiet friend who has come so far, feel how your breathing makes more space around you. Let this darkness be a bell tower and you the bell. As you ring, what batters you becomes your strength. Move back and forth into the change. What is it like, such intensity of pain? If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine. In this uncontainable night, be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses, the meaning discovered there. And if the world has ceased to hear you, say to the silent earth: I flow. To the rushing water, speak: I am. Sonnets to Orpheus II, 29 Or like another German poet, Hölderlin, wrote : Wo aber gefahr ist wächst das rettende auch But where