Summertime

Summertime and the living is easy

Fish are jumping and the cotton's high

Your dad is rich and your mom's good looking

So hush little baby, baby, don't you cry

One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing

Then you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky

But till that morning there ain't nothing can harm you

With daddy and mommy, mommy standing by

One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing

Then you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky

But till that morning there ain't nothing can harm you

With daddy and mommy, mommy standing by

So hush little baby, baby don't you cry

Songbird  (nicer than US F-35b) 

For you there'll be no crying

For you the sun will be shining

'Cause I feel that when I'm with you

It's alright, I know it's right

And the songbirds keep singing

Like they know the score

And I love you, I love you

I love you like never before

To you, I would give the world

To you, I'd never be cold

'Cause I feel that when I'm with you

It's alright, I know it's right

And the songbirds keep singing

Like they know the score

And I love you, I love you

I love you like never before

Like never before, like never before

Early Morning Train

In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand

And an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand

I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved ones so

In the early morning rain with no place to go

Out on runway number nine, big 707 set to go

But I'm stuck here on the ground with a cold wind that grows

You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train

So I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain

Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver bird on high

She's away and westward bound, far above my home she'll fly

Where the morning rain don't fall and the sun always shines

She'll be flying that's my home in about three hours time

In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand

And an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand

I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved ones so

In the early morning rain with no place to go

In the early morning rain with no place to go

Woodstock

The water is wide

The water is wide, I cannot get over

And neither I have wings to fly

Give me a boat that can carry two

And both shall row my love and I

Oh, love is handsome and love is fine

And love's a jewel when it's first new

But love grows old and waxes cold

And fades away like morning dew

There is a ship, its sailing the sea

Its loaded deep as deep can be

But not so deep as my love for him

I know not if I sink or swim

The water is wide, I cannot get over

And neither have I wings to fly

Give me a boat that can carry two

And both shall row my love and I

And both shall row my love and I

Over the Rainbow

Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
In the land that I heard of once, once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true

Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops that's where you'll find me


Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true
If happy little bluebirds fly above the rainbow why, oh why, can't I

Imagine

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 that I'm a dreamer                        But I'm not the only one

I hope some day you'll join us                             And the world will live as one

Imagine no possessions                                       I wonder if you can

No need for greed or hunger or brotherhood of man

Imagine all the people sharing all the world

You, you may say that I'm a dreamer               But I'm not the only one

I hope some day you'll join us                            And the world will live as one

Knowledge and Half-Knowledge ... [The Forerunner] ... by Kahlil Gibran

Four frogs sat upon a log that lay floating on the edge of a river. Suddenly the log was caught by the current and swept slowly down the stream. The frogs were delighted and absorbed (興高彩烈), for never before had they sailed.

At length the first frog spoke, and said, "This is indeed a most marvellous log. It moves as if alive. No such log was ever known before."

Then the second frog spoke, and said, "Nay, my friend, the log is like other logs, and does not move. It is the river that is walking to the sea, and carries us and the log with it."

And the third frog spoke, and said, "It is neither the log nor the river that moves. The moving is in our thinking. For without thought nothing moves."

And the three frogs began to wrangle about what was really moving. The quarrel grew hotter (火烈爭執)and louder, but they could not agree.

Then they turned to the fourth frog, who up to this time had been listening attentively but holding his peace, and they asked his opinion.

And the fourth frog said, "Each of you is right, and none of you is wrong. The moving is in the log and the water and our thinking also."

And the three frogs became very angry, for none of them was willing to admit (自尊虛容) that his was not the whole truth, and that the other two were not wholly wrong.

Then a strange thing happened. The three frogs got together (結黨) and pushed the fourth frog off (劫舍) the log into the river.

“鏟除異己。絕不手軟”。。學術界自我封閉繁殖自戀的社會心態。。一直不變。。。。。。。

所以[真理]總要一百年(世代交替)。自戀虛偽.死不認錯.的那一代死亡後。 才有可能被接受。。。。。

而後。自戀虛偽.死不認錯的新一代。又再一次地誕生。。。。。          

"Mirror, Mirror on the wall ... Who is the fairest of them all?"

... asked the Wicked Queen and Step-Monster.

A passage ... [Sand and Foam] ... by Kahlil Gibran

"Frogs" (Subsitute the appropriate word for "Frogs" here,"虛有其表"*) may bellow louder than the bulls, but they cannot plough in the field nor turn the wheel of the winepress, and of their skins you cannot make shoes.

Syllabic writing began several hundred years before the first letters.The earliest recorded syllables are on tablets written around 2800 BC in the Sumerian city of Uhr. This shift from pictograms to syllables has been called  ===>  "the most important advance in the history of writing".

---- Alexandrine style of   6  mir||ror  6  => total 12 syllables to form one line ----

Les Bijoux   

La très chère était nue,|| et, connaissant mon coeur, 
Elle n'avait gardé || que ses bijoux sonores, 
Dont le riche attirail || lui donnait l'air vainqueur 
Qu'ont dans leurs jours heureux ||  les esclaves des Mores.

Quand il jette en dansant || son bruit vif et moqueur, 
Ce monde rayonnant || de métal et de pierre 
Me ravit en extase, || et j'aime à la fureur 
Les choses où le son || se mêle à la lumière.

Elle était donc couchée || et se laissait aimer, 
Et du haut du divan || elle souriait d'aise 
À mon amour profond || et doux comme la mer, 
Qui vers elle montait || comme vers sa falaise.

Les yeux fixés sur moi, || comme un tigre dompté, 
D'un air vague et rêveur || elle essayait des poses, 
Et la candeur unie || à la lubricité 
Donnait un charme neuf || à ses métamorphoses;

Et son bras et sa jambe, || et sa cuisse et ses reins, 
Polis comme de l'huile, || onduleux comme un cygne, 
Passaient devant mes yeux || clairvoyants et sereins; 
Et son ventre et ses seins, || ces grappes de ma vigne,

S'avançaient, plus câlins || que les Anges du mal, 
Pour troubler le repos || où mon âme était mise, 
Et pour la déranger || du rocher de cristal 
Où, calme et solitaire,|| elle s'était assise.

Je croyais voir unis || par un nouveau dessin 
Les hanches de l'Antiope || au buste d'un imberbe, 
Tant sa taille faisait || ressortir son bassin. 
Sur ce teint fauve et || brun, le fard était superbe!

— Et la lampe s'étant || résignée à mourir, 
Comme le foyer seul || illuminait la chambre 
Chaque fois qu'il poussait || un flamboyant soupir, 
Il inondait de sang || cette peau couleur d'ambre!

— Charles Baudelaire

紫微星 。。 Deneb of Le Cygne  (名符其實 ) -  A blue-white supergiant and also one of the most luminous stars.

(人們說)  織女星 。。 Vega of Lyra   and    牛郎星。。 Altair of Aguila  

( 對不對?。。對一對。。敦煌星圖!)             南方七宿 其形象鳥  鬼。柳。天廚。天記。。

Ancient Lyrian (of the Lyra-Vega Constellation ... see Picture)

A language previously spoken on Earth 289,000 years ago and then again 13,500 years ago by the ancient Lyra-Vega descendants when the extraterrestrials inhabited this planet for a short period.

Modern German stems from the Ancient Lyrian language.

"The mark of a true poet is one who can use the figures of speech and rhetorical ornament and then, when asked to do so, can strip his words (in the Italian, denudare) of such covering(vesta) (假面.鬍鬚) to reveal the true meaning (hidden wonderful secret).

Good poetry is as much a matter of technique as it is of inner value, as much an intellectural as an aesthetic practice.  'my foremost friend' and I, Dante avers, know this."

~"Page 12 of Introduction in [La Vita Nuova]" by Mr. David R Slavitt

*同義字詞。"不可貌相"。"名不符實"。。 

土星(逆行-->順行)        天王星(順行-->逆行)   海王星逆行   冥王星逆行

逆行 --->  (亍)   (心)   (彳)  --->   順行

《詩．周南．桃夭》

桃之夭夭，灼灼其華。之子于歸，宜其室家。 　　
桃之夭夭，有蕡其實。之子于歸，宜其家室。 　　
桃之夭夭，其葉蓁蓁。之子于歸，宜其家人。

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