Sunday, February 13, 2011

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Firewood


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A shift worker does not is devoid of eyes and hands. Of this and that you will say, perhaps with a plan, what he saw. If you are a pianist. You do not want to deny him the privilege of being a performer, I say also seen!
If a song of the sixties will appear exactly as you have always enjoyed, it means that he will return with his own hands, without knowing it, movements and pauses that coincide with your expectations.
Then there is the task of transmitting to their students what they've seen your eyes, if you're a shift worker. In everyday life even before you speak, you look in his eyes. And the eyes that allow us to let us see something, sometimes something essential, in the person who is before us: in his emotions and moods. These are the words that allow then another, more complex understanding of what took place and that takes place in the history of a soul. But the words they need the eyes, the looks, their infinite expressions, whether they will be sincere and if they wish to be taken seriously by the listener. But the eyes have their own language. Eyes, and looks, voice and help to establish our identity, to give voice to our soul and our destiny. The medicine does not tell us that the studies on eye and vision have come out of peoples' eyes: this is only meeting with destiny the people with whom we meet. The eyes not only see but hear the visible and the invisible. They feel the mystery of a soul, which manifests itself in his fugitive right when the eyes of light in one eye. And 'the look that gives meaning to others. E 'from the gaze of receiving sense of my existence.
Now consider these words:
Imagine there's no heaven It's easy if you

try No hell below us Above us only sky

Imagine all the people Living for today ...


Imagine there's no countries "
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too

Imagine All The People
Living life in peace ...

You May Say I'm a dreamer But I'm not

the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be
as one and
Just try to think like 'go' in a performance of note song. It will be easy to perform? bravura instrumental? We should not be anything of yours? And what, if not the heart? What he heard and saw an artist before you will not have to see and hear you too to be able to play? And this is not what will help you to originally express what you see and hear you?

Collision read a letter from a high school student who complains about the condition of those who, being young, can not take too much hope, given the time, has no well at the beginning of the day. Not that it's better not to think about the problems of young people, but it hurts the heart to find out to what extent has reached the desperation to find work that lasts, a love that lasts a life that does not stipulate that surprises ... The student is expected to be supported by adults and teachers. He wants to look upon himself who conceived not as a vessel to be filled, but as firewood. Not only wants to sacrifice and renunciation, but also warmth and passion. I feel this task: I must teach my students not only a tool, the secrets of the art, technique. I have to burn their hearts, feel the warmth of the words of a song. Because the folds of the soul is finally doing music. Why is never reduced to writing 'about' music, but 'with' the music, while remaining musically accomplices of his mystery as the mystery of life.

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