Monday, September 29, 2014

paLIMPsEsT

Musics of many nations will unite us as One.  Same Moon for all and same Sun.  Same sky go round and wrap round the World.  So sing out your true voice and follow your Soul.
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Two little Tuataras sitting on the wall,
One named Peter and one named Paul,
Crawl away Peter, crawl away Paul,
Come back Peter, come back Paul.

Two little Tuataras sitting on the wall,
Marry little fellows, marry little Paul.

I love Tuataras, how nice they are,
I love Tuataras how pilly pilly par.
Tuataras are sweet they can marry each other,
They like Tuataras, how sweet they are.

Cows love squirrels, squirrels love cows,
Badgers love gollies, gollies love moles,
How sweet they all are, no matter no dinosaurs
How they eat up the animals 
If they’re a meat-eating
Dinosaur, like T.Rex was.   

Little show-aminals snuggling up in their beds.

Parrots and Macaws, macaws and parrots,
They love each other, they marry each other
And birds of course love hens, cows and chickens.
Penguins can’t fly no matter squirrels can’t fly
And either can badgers.  

Flora (4)


Edith Piaf – Johnny



http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tuatara

Saz



Bartok – Romanian Folk Dances –
Muzsicas / Danubia Orchestra



Dzhygun – Podolain Dance, Ukraine



Dunaiou Dunaiou – Ukranian Folk Song



And more again…





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Sunday, September 14, 2014

Mao Mao Chong Gwynngala Reality Samizdat

Flowing into Gwynngala through the Gate of September, into a countrie fruited, mysterious and ancient, fluted in by bucking banks of fluttering Bouzoukis and butterflye-blue tickydew luminosity.  The land opens for you - for all people as One.  
Surging forward in silks, brocades, embroidered robes and cloaks, the tide of people flows on to claim Utopia's rightful realms.  Now, in late summer's Gwynngala golden days, a state of Utopia is declared upon the entire World.
Mao Mao Chong - the caterpillar horde of silken mystics floods the land.  Light is coming.  Trancendence is coming.  Hold on.  The cuckoo alights on the back of the Elephant.  The hordes are carrying lanterns, bringing the light of a hundred thousand fireflyes.  



Sotiria Bellou - Mi Mou Xanafegeis Pia



Yiannis Papaioaniou - Peiraiotiko Taximi (A Bouzouki solo in the Peiraeus Style)



Papaioanou - Hasapiko Politiko



Aivaliotiko Zeibekiko