Music
" Music is the Pleasure the Human Soul Experience from Counting without being aware it is Counting!.... ..."
-- Gottfried Willhelm Leibniz
" May not Music be described as the Mathematics of Sense, and Mathematics as the Music of Reason?.... ..."
-- J.J. Sylvester
-- Bob Dylan
" Burst Fire, we often had seen over an old Volcano, so Old we believed!..."
-- Jacques Brel
***** WORKING CLASS HERO *****
As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class here is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so fuckin' crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
When they've tortured and scared you for 20 old years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class here is something to be
A working class is something to be
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still fuckin' peasants as far as I can see
A working class here is something to be
A working class here is something to be
There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class here is something to be
Yes, a working class here is something to be
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
-- JOHN LENNON
-- John Lennon
***** SYMPHONY *****
Year after year always a new one for the year!
Year after year never the same than a last year!
Year after year brings different tonalities of the year!
Year after year magistral more contains for the year!
Year after year so proportional devided the year!
Year after year definetely on four devided the year!
Year after year different proportions beauty in year!
Year after year magistral regulation beauty in the year!
Year after year entempery organ addition for a year!
Year after year snow tonality addition for the year!
Year after year rain tonality addition for the year!
Year after year wind complete tonality for the year!
Year after year sun total vitality addition for the year!
Year after year water complete vitality source of year!
Year after year a vibration multitude complete the year!
Year after year a vibration infinity turn return over year!
Year after year perpetual vibrations takes whole the year!
Year after year tonality continuity complete whole the year!
Year after year different vibrations beauty for whole year!
Year after year different tonalities beauty for whole year!
Year after year turns a beauty symphony for whole the year!
Year after year never the same symphony for whole the year!
Year after year brings a different tonalities for the year!
Year after year magistral more symphony for whole the year!
Year after year symphony proportional devide the whole year!
Year after year four beauty devided symphony whole the year!
Year after year different beauty symphony for whole the year!
Year after year symphony regulations beauty over whole year!
-- PACO DELUCIA
-- JOHN MCLAUGHLIN
-- AL DI MEOLA
-- AARON NEVILLE
The Voice of an Angel, does not need any clarification, to say what it does as vibrations inside of us, as how it does makes so peacefully the Mind!.... This is all Aaron Neville
Dear Visitors, to give you an adequate perception about the Ladies, you do view below, an adequate story should be related!
Once upon the time, has had happened an exceptional event, which has had made those Ladies to recognize the Gift which they has had born with, without its discovering!
Therefore, has had been a time of those Ladies's Childhood, when they has had met together for a usual playing as moving around together!
However, in moderated season, the beauty of time has had taken them together to move farther, untill the forest which were mostly populated by a lot of a beautiful as innofensives animals including all kinds of a beautiful birds, which were making the forest being a great concert hall with their continuing singing!
However, those females children were mostly caring about together playing and wild flowers cutting, more than anythings else!
They were, very happy together as definetely in happiness which happiness does flies over all of them, which made the time fast running, untill the usual moment when the instinct animal has had stand up inside of them, and they started to look to each others and thinking together of what straight should be eated in that moment, when their own home is, somehow, still a far away from the place were they are!!!!!....... ...
...... ... Rabbits as any animal around, first they cannot catch them, second they cannot prepare them as they cannot even arrange having a fire to cook them, third and it is a primordial to them they love them so much, then, they moves, they go on moving, and the hunger mades their minds to travel somewher else, they has had even almost forgetten each others, untill the crucial moment, where it has had happened being inside of an ocean of birds, extremely moving and singing ocean of a birds, that it has had almost impossible for them normally to move!
Instinctively, each of those children, by hand has had checked a bird automaticly each of them has had swallows her own catched bird... (long time after that, they knew it was a Canary)... ...
... ... A furtive moment after that happening, the little girls, started to look intensively to each others without they could understand what has had happened, and what they did, but something surely they knew, and it is that, the hunger has had pass and they felt more happiness than before, they started singing together, and the primordial detail that, has happened and they could not, about it, talk to one an other, is that the birds they have had swallows , they felt it that, it does still alive inside of their throat, and it does not disturbs them, in a contrary they did love its not understood company inside their throat, and even if they could try to do, to it anything to make it go away, only and only love it!...
Finally, the time has had crosses a days, months and a years, those little girls has had arrives to the adult age, and definetely the birds they has had swallows in childhood does reminds alive in their throat and definetely living with, and making a great happiness to all over the world!.... ...
" Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf!..."
-- BARBRA STREISAND
" With these Hands!..."
-- SHIRLEY BASSEY
" When You Believe!?..."
" My Love Is Your Love!..."
-- WHITNEY HOUSTON
-- KEITH JARRETT
Dear Visitors, in the meantime, I am very glad to talk to you about a lot of Gifted Humans Beings!
Therefore, those Humans Beings, are specificly gifted in the matter of the Music with all its derives!
However, it is not so simple as it could sound to start talking about one of those Gifted Human Beings, who is the " MOZART " ,
of the Modern Times, and who is " Keith Jarrett "!... ...
Keth Jarrett, who does show to all over the world, that sublime gift over his great talent as a great Pianist, instrument over which he does create inside of us, all the adequate vibrations, over an extreme difference of tonalities expected by the Human Soul!...
Keith Jarrett, to accomplish that sublime beauty needed by Human Soul, does utilizes all the effects of all the tonalities, mostly the incredible effects of any tonality, which it does create inside of us the icredible vibrations requested as needed by our Soul!
Therefore, over his farther visions , those a sublime visions which it does shows to us, that nothing is incredible for Nature!
However, Nature itself, from time to time, does treat us so beautifly, as it is definetely up to us, if we do pay an adequate attention to sublime Nature!!!!...
Furthermore, that Gifted Human Being who is Keith Jarrett, does compose to us and for us, does perform to us and for us, the Fruits of that sublime gift, which it is not without, with his incredible tonalities, creates inside of us all the adequate vibrations needed by our nature as needed by our Souls, as without that kinds of a Gifted Human Beings, we could not be able to realize it, at least, from time to time if it is not definetely!
-- CHICK COREA
"Everything I'm about is freedom of choice and knowing what the truth can do!.... ..."
-- PRINCE
" 2 my mind, the life of a lamb is no less precious than that of a human being!!!!!.... ..."
-- MOHANDAS GANDHI
-- PRINCE
-- AL JARREAU
-- VAN MORRISON
***** PHILOSOPHERS STONE *****
Out on the highways and the by-ways all alone
I'm still searching for, searching for my home
Up in the morning, up in the morning out on the road
And my head is aching and my hands are cold
And I'm looking for the silver lining, silver lining in the clouds
And I'm searching for and
I'm searching for the philosophers stone
And it's a hard road, its a hard road daddy-o
When my job is turning lead into gold
He was born in the back street, born in the back street Jelly Roll
I'm on the road again and I'm searching for
The philosophers stone
Can you hear that engine
Woe can you hear that engine drone
Well I'm on the road again and I'm searching for
Searching for the philosophers stone
Up in the morning, up in the morning
When the streets are white with snow
It's a hard road, it's a hard road daddy-o
Up in the morning, up in the morning
Out on the job
Well you've got me searching for
Searching for, the philosophers stone
Even my best friends, even my best friends they don't know
That my job is turning lead into gold
When you hear that engine, when you hear that engine drone
I'm on the road again and I'm searching for the philosophers stone
It's a hard road even my best friends they don't know
And I'm searching for, searching for the philosophers stone
-- VAN MORRISON
-- John Mayall
***** ALWAYS A BRAND NEW ROAD *****
I've known pleasure
I've known pain.
I've walked the walk with saints and sinners
I've been addicted
I've been evicted.
Rose from the ashes as a winner.
I've built careers
Down through the years.
Stood back and watched' em take the credit
It might have made me
a bitter man but I'm much too strong to let it
It's always a brand new road
Dodgin' the same old stones
Coverin' the same old ground
And what goes around is surely gonna come around
Music's my treasure
Music's my game.
Manchester to Memphis and London to L.A
All over the big wide it's always been the same.
Singapore to San Francisco
They all know my name
On the road for forty years
Nothin' left to lose.
The people come to hear us
They love our brand of blues.
Payin' tribute to the masters
Big Maceo and ol' John Lee.
How they played got in my soul
Became a part of me
-- JOHN MAYALL
" Don't Call Us!... "
" We'll Call You!... "
-- TAJ MAHAL
***** DON'T CALL US *****
Riding in on your big hourse
Your look me up and down
Starting at me like I was some kinda
Stranger in your town
I was down and out, needin' a friend
And you wouldn't even help me put my life back
together again
Don't call us
We'll call you
Don't call us we'll call you
If there's something you need to have done we'll get
in touch with you
Don't call us we'll call you
If there's something you need to have done we'll get
in touch with you
We'll call on you
.................. .............. ..... ... ... ... ... .... ...
-- TAJ MAHAL
-- JOHN LEE HOOKER
-- JOHN COLTRANE
" The World Is Waiting For The Sunrise!..."
-- WILLIE NELSON
-- DOLLY PARTON
-- EMMYLOU HARRIS
-- NEIL YOUNG
-- KRIS KRISTOFFERSON
-- CHEB KHALED
***** ABDEL KADER *****
Abdel Kader, my master, my guide
Ease my pain, make me strong
Help me through the dark night of my soul
O sweet girl of my homeland
Why is my heart so troubled
While yours is at peace?
In spite of love's many pleasures
She's turned away and left me
After a night of bliss
Abdel Kader, keeper of the keys
Keeper of my soul
I have left heaven and come back to earth
Away from her arms
I pray life is long enough to let me start over
Heal me and turn me away from my pain
-- CHEB KHALED
-- CHEB MAMI
-- MANU DIBANGO
-- IAN ANDERSON
of
-- JETHRO TULL
" Burst fire, we often had seen over an old volcano, so old we believed!.... ..."
-- JACQUES BREL
-- SALIF KEITA
-- JOAN SUTHERLAND -- LUCIANO PAVAROTTI
-- LEONARD COHEN
***** THE FUTURE *****
Give me back my broken night
my secret room, my secret life
it's lonely here,
there's no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby,
that's an order!
Give me crack and anal sex
Things are going to slide in all directions
You don't know me from the wind
I've seen nations rise and fall
Things are going to slide in all direction...
There'll be the breaking of the ancient
Give me back the Berlin Wall
Things are going to slide in all direction...
-- LEONARD COHEN
-- STEVIE WONDER
" Just when you think that you know me, think again!.... ..."
-- NATALIE COLE
-- JOE COCKER
***** LET THE HEALING BEGIN *****
I've keept it inside much too long
I had paid the price
It's time to let the healing begin
A boy is strung out he's going through hell
And the days are marked by the heaviness
And the tension prowls the street like an animal
A young girl is lying in the dirt
It's a voice that never sings
-- JOE COCKER
-- JACKSON BROWNE
***** SOME BRIDGES *****
Every day I walk out in this torn up world
Carrying your smile with me
Everywhere I look I see this world slipping down
Carrying your smile with me
Take a walk on the troubled side of this old town
Some bridges are falling down
Take a walk on the shaded uptown avenue
Some bridges are falling down
Every night I listen to the sound of the street
Carrying your smile with me
Take a walk on the streets of this divided town
Carrying your smile with me
Take a walk on the smoking edge of the battleground
Carrying your smile with me
Take a look at the situation
Every day I'm
Take a walk in the daylight
Carrying your smile with me
Some bridges are falling down
Carrying your smile with me
Some bridges are still around
-- JACKSON BROWNE
-- Celine Dion
***** THE COLOUR OF MY LOVE *****
I'll paint my mood in shades of blue
I'll draw your arms around my waist
I'll trace a hand to wipe your tears
I'll paint a sun to warm your heart
I'll paint the truth
I'll paint the stars in the evening sky
I'll trace your hand to hold in mine
I'll paint a sun to warm your heart
I'll paint the truth
I'll paint a sun to warm your heart
I'll draw the years all passing by
And with this ring our lives will start
-- CELINE DION
Dear Visitors, in the meantime, I am very glad to mention something of a great primodiality, which it does concerns as it end all the Sites of that Homepage, as it would be as it should be considered as a crucial Post-Sciptum of those Sites!
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Ahmed Ouahi, Architect
© 1999-2003
Take the only tree that's left
Give me back the berlin wall
give me Stalin and St.Paul
I've seen the future, brother:
it is murder.
Won't be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned
the order of the soul
When they said REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT
I wonder what they meant
you never will, you never did
I'm the little jew
who wrote the bible
I've heard their stories, heard them all
but love's the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It's over, it ain't going
any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
you feel the devil's riding crop
Get ready for the future:
it is murder
western code
Your private life will suddenly explose
There'll be phantoms
there'll be fires on the road
and the white man dancing
You'll see the woman
hanging upside down
her features covered by her fallen gown
and all the lousy little poets
coming round
trying to sound like Charlie Manson.
give me Stalin and St. Paul
Give me Christ
or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don't like children any how
I've seen the future, baby:
it is murder.
There's no relief
Carry it around just like a stone
Too heavy for me
Of standing on the outside looking in
His mother weeps
His spirit is broken and there's nothing left
Just a terrible need
Of the heart
It never mends
Until the healing begins
The people stay behind their locks and chains
It's a shame
When so many are trying their best to live as one
And the smoke from the fires covers the sun
Her dreams ended there
Caught in the crossfire on somebody's turf
Hatred in the air
A winter without the spring
It never ends
It's time to let the healing begin
It's time to let the healing begin
And I fight to survive
I'm laughing when I make it to the Saturday
And I'm alive
Carrying your smile with me
That low road, day by day
And I just go on working for the things I need
And making my own way
Carrying your smile with me
Take a walk on the broken streets and the buildings falling down
Look at all these kids with nothing but trouble in their eyes
Trouble in their future, trouble in their lives
Some bridges are still around
Some people are doing well no matter how they do
And I know there's more to life than what you own
But I see so many good things, things I've never known
Some bridges are still around
Lying in my bed
I love to see the dreams that are dancing there
In the light above your head
Sometimes I get so weary
And when hope is caving in
You fill me with your loving and your laughter, Baby
Untill I get back up again
The poverty and the desperation
Take the time for a realization
Paint my soul to be with you
I'll sketch your lips in shades tones
Draw your mouth to my own
Then all doubt I shall erase
I''ll paint the rain that softly lands on
Your wind-blown hair
A look to calm your fears
A silhouette of dark and light
While we hold each other oh so tight
Swearing that we'll never part
That's the coulour of my love
Show how I feel
Try to make you completely real
I'll use a brush so light and fine
To draw you close and mark you mine
Draw their light into your eyes
A touch of grace that softly falls on
Your moonlit face
A kiss to mark the time
A silhouette of dark and light
While we hold each other oh so tight
Swearing that we'll never part
That's the colour of my love
Show how I feel
Try to make you completely real
I'll use a brush so light and fine
To draw you close and make you mine
Swearing that we'll never part
That's the colour of my love
So much to learn so much to try
Swearing that we'll never part
I offer what you cannot buy
Devoted love until we die
However, the point in fact, it does resides in the building or if you do prefer the construction of that Homepage of mine,me, myself and I.... ... Ahmed Ouahi, Architect...
The Design of all the Sites and their Encoding, as the Choice of the placement of anything you do view in those Sites it has been accomplished (Background of the Site of Poetry is her own Design )by Ms Nora Ouahi, the Child of mine or specificly the Daughter of mine, the First Child with what God has provides me and I am very thankful to God any second of my existence for the Gifts which has makes me Strong as I am, as so Creative as I am!
However, Dear Visitors, and other detail concerning my Daughter in the matter, of the construction of my Homepage, definetely whole of the Texts are mine, the photos you do view over those Sites are taken by me, myself and I, of my products, and in the matter of the Architecture, especially, anything you do view over photos or texts are my own conception, as in the matter of Arts anything is mine, at least wherever, it is others of my Children's Works it would be as it should be mentioned, things, once again, which it should reminds you that we are a great Family very united as structurated by the Force of the Love, and everything it is the results of the Force of the Love!
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