Open up your mind and let me step inside

Rest your weary head and let your heart decide.
It’s so easy when you know the rules.
It’s so easy! All you have to do is fall in love, play the game!
Everybody play the game of love…

Oh,  it starts with a random song in  a casual saturday morning…  that is then a poem on repeat…  a new addiction… but the same old hope, the same solitude…  a memory of samsara… a look to the right to find a new book  of Hermann Hesse waiting to be read, literally. A birthday gift. How random?

But coming back to the song, Play The Game was the first single from the 1980 Queen’s album “The Game” and it would set a base for the following song “It’s a hard life” from 1984 album “The Works”.  From “It’s a free world, all you have to do is fall in love” to “It’s a hard life, to be true lovers together, to love and live forever in each others hearts “..

Asking to the stars what would be Freddie Mercury’s view on playing the game of love today. Perhaps “it’s a hard work when you play the game, except that free love is not a game”? Twinkle stronger if in agreement.


Tens uma nuvem a pairar no teto

Fechaste a porta já não queres afeto.
És invisível mesmo a quem está perto, perdeste o norte em pleno deserto.
Pede uma bussola, sai desse beco. Pedir ajuda não te torna fraco!
Ficas conhecido um autodidata; o coração está ferido mas a mente intacta.

A drop of R & B & Hip Hop Tuga! Nice to meet you Natural Black Color!


A’touna Et-Tufoole

A’touna … ‘Atouna … A’touna Es-Salam.

Meaning: Give us our childhood… give us… give us… give us peace!

Ohhh.. I have no words for this moment, so just let keep on the facts! Little girl Ghina is singing A’touna Et-Tufoole (Give us our childhood) at The Voice Kids Arabic contest.  The original belongs to Remi Bendali, a Lebanese singer.

This song was writen in reference to the lost childhood of inumerous Lebanese children, caught up in the middle of the Lebanese Civil War, between 1975 – 1990. Now, at our present times, Ghina, a little Syrian girl, showed how contemporary the song remains.

Camões, a portuguese poet, have once said something as:
“Times change, as do our wills. What we are – is ever changing. All the world is made of change, and forever attaining new qualities.”
Apparently, sometimes not!


Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery

None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy, ’cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall we kill our people, while we stand aside and look?
Some say it’s just a part of it.. We’ve got to fulfill the book.

Won’t you help to sing, these songs of freedom?

First song of 2017 goes in memory of all humans killed along the past year, who helplessly were caught by the rage and lost heart of other humans. Namely in the memory of those, that as me, were cellebrating the begginning of a new year, doing the right thing, in the right time, at a random place, that turned to be the wrong place…

Better to light a candle than to curse the darkness – may the year brings humanity into the both sides of this war.

For the rest of us, happy 2017, make it count!


I think I’m done with the sofa

I think I’m done with the hall..
I think I’m done with the kitchen table, baby…
Let’s go outside!

It was with this hit – and all the talking around it – that I probably first memorized the name of George Michael. By that time  I was too young to fully understand the meaning and his audacity on this.. Though I was not a follower of his work, some of his songs are soundtracks of nice memories of mine. And as for me, as for many people around the world.

I do too wish to celebrate his being and music.
May he rest in the peace and the freedom he was looking for in life!


Heal The World

On my zen spot, notebook on the left, pencil on the right.. All set, let’s go Jo..answer to the hypothetical question: if they ask you why, what will you say?

And the answer reveals itself as:

– To heal the world… to make it a better place, for you and for me and the entire human race!

Oh! RIP Michael Jackson and childhood dreams (meaning, “Rest In Peace” but “Return If Possible”, as advocated by the brain-freezing believers)!



Dans la nuit parfois, le nez à la fenêtre


Je t’attends et je sombre
Dans un désert, dans mon désert, voilà

Oh mon amour, mon cœur est lourd
Je compte les heures je compte les jours
Je voudrais te dessiner dans un désert
Le désert de mon cœur

Oh mon amour, je passe mon tour
J’ai déserté les alentours
Je te quitte, voilà c’est tout

Dans la nuit parfois, le nez à la fenêtre
J’attendais et je sombre
Jetez au vent mes tristes cendres, voilà.

I have come here to celebrate the Antarctica Day with you – meaning, the celebration of the Antarctic Treaty over the protection of the continent, signed over 57 years by now.

But so, where is the connection between cold Antarctica and Emilie Simon? Penguins! In the Penguins! After all she is the one soundtracking the documentary the March of the Penguins… that it happens to be one of the cutest shots of a life of a Penguin, narrated and embraced by the voice of Emilie Simon. She makes Antarctica sounds the warmest place on earth!

Then from baby-penguin-step to baby-penguin-step you move from Antarctica to France, and so here is Emilie Simon – Désert – in the Antarctica Day!

Jeter au vent mes tristes cendres, et voilà!


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