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Music resonates where no words can go.
The body cannot understand language.
But the body understands a loving hug
And then the Body starts singing the song of life.
The body is a
temple of love and inside this
temple there is a hall for music and celebration.
Why have we come into existence?
I believe we are here for the purpose of
celebration and through this celebration turn our lives into living creative
peaces of art.
Not like the art you see framed by tradition and money, but art expressed in
the way you take a
cup of tea or a shower when you sing the word
thank you!
If we can still sing and dance living in a rich
western country it is indeed a blessing!
But if we have forgot the tune flowing from the source in our hearts, we
would have been better
of If we had never left the trees.
Can you still sing or have you met
Dr. Faustus? |
