Heidegger

meanwhile i ’spoke’ with the other, old cat, and my thoughts go elsewhere.

let’s see why thinking so is so dangerous.

the little cat is back. I had lively discussions with people here in the street, the Mozartstreet,
then came my son’s adopted brother - not wished for at home - with whom i talked the next hours,
and ,,, who asked for some more Gershwin.

i found out that i play everything like Mozart would have. That is: if i adjust myself, only then.
I can freeze difficult places, everything then happens in slow-motion.

I talked with the boy about his turning to music when life became unbearable and how that had strengthened
him. I said: that is precisely what is not wished fro. The art is how to get through and over opposition.
To find the dark heart, and bring it into the light. That others do masswise otherwise should not worry one
finally. They are out of competition. But the world cannot be as they say. So, they do not know what they are
doing themselves.

first one has to wander in the night, maybe shed some tears about the cat, feel guilty etc., but now sthing
good came out.

and also yesterday: it is GOOD when a prick finds no means to accept the all-too-clear. What is to fear
is recognition from that side.

back to the piano. Eminem a la Mozart…

i also feel the first opera voices coming. Papageno-Papagena, the basic scheme once more.
the first female and the second manly part are not interpreted into each other. They belong together
like day and night. That is the dimension of the Zauberflöte.

changing hitler and mozart, pfui teufel.

Rene

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Posted on Saturday, August 5th, 2006 at 2:30 pm
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