"Bird of Prey" + Milan Kundera

Have you ever listened to "Bird of prey" of Fat Boy Slim? Everytime i am listening to this song I really imagine a bird of prey. A hawk. Watching the ground from the sky, cutting the air and letting the wind vibrates in his feathers. You can hear the sound of wind.
It is a summer day, is hot and sunny. The sun is hitting the ground at it's peak. Although the song is also entitled "Sunset" i had always imagined the sun at midday.
I can imagine seeing the hawk while flying from above. I can see his feathers and head with peck. His feathers are brown and he flies above a desert or a poor vegetation field mostly rocky.

I was wondering if the feeling i have while listening to this song is purely Hollywoodian and so created by others for other people to think they feel it. I am not sure yet.
I tend to believe that the feeling i have and the sounds that make me feel like it are genuine.

I had bought a book today. Milan Kundera: "The unberable lightness of being" - I am not sure of the english title. It is one of my favorite books of Kundera the second one being "The book of laughter and forgetting". I had too choose between a book i had never red- Hesse "the best stories", or Marquez. I had picked Kundera although i had red it before because I knew what i was expecting from it, but i have to tell you that it was mostly the price which convinced me. It was cheaper. All the books are so expensive nowadays. As a student who has no money and is "parasiting" his parents I feel that my acces to culture is being hindred. I hate this feeling.
I am eager to learn and to find out more. Why a book is so expensive??? I am sure that that book can be made with a lower quality paper and without fancy colours and cover for everyone to afford it.

However i have the feeling of lightness. Of a bird of prey above the ground not being affected too much by this minor mishaps. I can feel the air passing my ears. I can feel the sun burning my back. I am flying above.

I had bought the book in the most natural way. I didn't even considered the book seller who was putting it in a fancy plastic bag. I gave him the money took the book and get out of the shop.

it's a beautiful day
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i had a dream...
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Foundations
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.."I want to save the world"

Once upon a time a hysteric piglet who said: “I want to save the world.”

Someone asked: “From what?”

“From anything”, said the hysteric piglet.

Jupiter
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The one room house

There was a man. And this man had a house. A house with one room. You simply opened the outside door and you entered the one room, which was bedroom, living room. He could sleep, dream, eat, relax, read, work in the same room. And in the room one window, one bed, one table, two chairs, one flower pot, one armchair. But above all there was one big wardrobe with 3 doors and an oval mirror on the door in the middle. The wardrobe was covering one wall of the room, and it was opposite to the window, so the sky was reflected all the time in the mirror. You imagine that the room, the whole house itself, was not at all large.

Once, when he returned from his job, he started putting all the things in the room in the wardrobe. He started with the bed, then the table and the chairs, the armchair, the flower. Until everything was in the wardrobe.
He left also his life in the wardrobe. He placed it there to forget about it.
Then he closed the door of the wardrobe.

He looked then in the mirror and saw the sky. He turned around and looked at the window and saw himself.

"How nice", he said. "Now it's only me."

I was reading the lyrics of "Pyramid Song" - Radiohead:

"I jumped in the river and what did I see?
Black-eyed angels swam with me
A moon full of stars and astral cars
All the things I used to see
All my lovers were there with me
All my past and futures
And we all went to heaven in a little row boat
There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt"

Brincusi
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Pei's Pyramids
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