Thursday, June 11, 2009

...and still birds sing


"An interesting and encouraging intersection between the 'two cultures' of science and humanities is the emergence of books and conferences on whether or not the delightful songs of birds can be considered a form of music, situated as it is in a time of fascination with questions of animal consciousness with the realization that under sexual selection, animals make choices based on signals; and birdsongs are surely signals that appeal to other birds, but even to humans but wholly aesthetic reasons.

...That'll be the life;No God any more, or sweating in the darkAbout hell and that, or having to hideWhat you think of the priest. HeAnd his lot will all go down the long slideLike free bloody birds...

6 comments:

  1. Great processing, i really like the texture of this image!

    Warmly,
    Javier Echaiz

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  2. te poti gandi la multe privind la imagine, se poate asocia cu multe aspecte din viata cotidiana. Bravo!

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  3. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eCwqZ5j-rYM

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  4. Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
    In a world of magnets and miracles
    Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
    The ringing of the division bell had begun

    Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
    Do they still meet there by the Cut

    There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
    Running before time took our dreams away
    Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
    To a life consumed by slow decay

    The grass was greener
    The light was brighter
    With friends surrounded
    The nights of wonder

    Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
    To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
    Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
    Dragged by the force of some inner tide

    At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
    We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

    Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
    There's a hunger still unsatisfied
    Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
    Though down this road we've been so many times

    The grass was greener
    The light was brighter
    The taste was sweeter
    The nights of wonder
    With friends surrounded
    The dawn mist glowing
    The water flowing
    The endless river

    Forever and ever

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