Night People nightpeoplejp.blogspot.com song by Geneviève Castrée a film by Shuhei Hatano March 17, 2010 at Bookgallery Popotame, Mejiro Geneviève Castrée www.genevievecastree.com
The place is somewhat close to the place I am right now - my space in my house - and I was here when this video was taken but I was totally unrelated then. I regret it. But lucky enough to find this vid. May your soul be with your loved ones and may your daughter grow lovely. This universe is quite uneven and unfair because I, much older than you, live ok to this date. Like your husband sang, death is real. I also believe, though, life is real, too.
It is a comforting and horrible notion that life never begins nor ends. Time is just one moment. Death comes to sweep us away.. our primal fear takes hold in waking life because we don't know where the current takes us once we've been swept, and as animals we "must survive".. my sorrow is that all the wonders that i know are relevant to my soul will lose relevance. That includes the image of my son's smile; his warm voice telling me how much he loves me and wonderful music.. these things should be eternal, and indeed, they will be in some fashion, yet the meaning my humanity gives it may not be there. I grieve for that. So, now, when my son exclaims his love for me, i do my best to channel it through me and out into the air in hopes that maybe I'll have something to hold onto as Death throws me into the moment. I do my best to commit certain songs to my memory in hopes that I'll have something soothing in my ear as waves of the unknown crash through me.
