My Life in a Song

The Verve – Bittersweet Symphony

Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
You're a slave to money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the veins meet,

No change, I can't change
I can't change, I can't change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no

Well I never pray
But tonight I'm on my knees
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me,
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now

No change, I can't change
I can't change, I can't change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
I can't change
I can't change

Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
Try to find some money then you die

You know I can't change, I can't change
I can't change, I can't change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no

Black & White

Not much in life is black and white, except this picture and potentially my morning coffee.

Enjoy this Alphaville classic in a melancholic cover for a perfect end on the weekend…

Ane Brun – Big in Japan

"Winter’s cityside
Crystal bits of snowflakes
All around my head and in the wind
I had no illusions
That I’d ever find a glimpse
Of summer’s heatwaves in your eyes
You did what you did to me
Now it’s history I see
Here’s my comeback on the road again"

A Beautiful Goodbye

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Über allen Gipfeln
Ist Ruh
In allen Wipfeln
Spürest Du
Kaum einen Hauch;
Die Vögelein schweigen im Walde
Warte nur, balde
Ruhest Du auch

Karin Boye - Evighet

En gång var vår sommar
en evighet lång.
Vi strövade i soldagar
utan slut en gång.
Vi sjönk i gröna doftande
djup utan grund
och kände ingen ängslan
för kvällningens stund.

Vart gick sen vår evighet?
Hur glömde vi bort
dess heliga hemlighet?
Vår dag blev för kort.
Vi strävar i kramp,
vi formar i strid
ett verk, som skall bli evigt  -
och dess väsen är tid.

Men än faller tidlösa
stänk i vår famn
en stund då vi är borta
från mål och namn,
då solen faller tyst
över ensliga strån
och all vår strävan syns oss
som en lek och ett lån.

Då anar vi det villkor
vi en gång fick:
att brinna i det levandes
ögonblick,
och glömmer det timliga,
som varar och består
för den skapande sekunden,
som mått aldrig når.

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Enough?

I have been reading the interesting book “Enough” by John Naish. Very fascinating book which strikingly describes the social race for ever more possessions in the society (by quantity or price).

I encourage all men and women to read it…

It is sad when you realize (once again) that the world is built on consumption and the human urge to always want more.

I will try to practice John’s advice – Enoughism

Photographs: Mi Casa, Malmö

Malene Birger

Malene Birger is doing a fantastic job. So fantastic that part of my salary would be seriously threatened - if there was a salary. Meanwhile I will enjoy it as eye candy…

Pictures from shop.bymalenebirger.com/

Creating Attention

Found this brilliant clip on The Guardian Sustainable Business Page created by Greenpeace UK

That I have missed it before is totally unacceptable

Enjoy