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EVERY ANGEL IS TERRIFYING

EVERY ANGEL IS TERRIFYING

Duino Elegies–Ranier Maria Rilke

Cannes

Cannes

May 23, 2022 Jerry King Comments 0 Comment

The Cannes Film Festival is in progress, Tue, May 17 – Sat, May 28.  The New York Times reported on the festival in the email dispatch that I received this morning.

I was captivated by the quote used in a speech by Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky.  Perhaps the Russian war to obliterate Ukraine is the one event that may give common purpose to democracies world wide…

Days prior, at the [Cannes] opening ceremony, President Volodymyr Zelensky gave a virtual address in which he quoted Charlie Chaplin’s “The Great Dictator”: “The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people.”

-New York Times


As for a tune, a life-line to keep us tethered for what the day may bring…  Paint It Black, live.

Paint It Black

By The Rolling Stones

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colours anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by, dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they’re all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a newborn baby, it just happens every day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door, I must have it painted black
Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts
It’s not easy facing up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the setting sun
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colours anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by, dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

Hmm, hmm, hmm…

I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black

Yeah!

Hmm, hmm, hmm…

Lyrics by Keith Richard and Mick Jagger

 

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