> ode aan Dusty Springfield1939 – 1999 Je draagt spinnen in je haar en draaft rond door lege gangen waar ruiten kapot zijn en regen op stapel staat geen begin geen einde is in de molens van je geest Stof met stem tot stof ben je weergekeerd zand erover Ga niet weg, vergeet me niet…

> nothingness So you see it was it wasa it was empty nothingness, it was black, it was the abstinence of light, pitch-black was I there was no understanding there was no she, nor weit was before there ever was I and long before there was a thing like you, a you like you before…

> Melanie in Haarlem November 2004  

>I don’t think anyone ever reads what I write.Would I? But I want to post every day so here is my contribution for today. Have been writing on a chapter of my manuscript. I was listening to Melanie rarities.Recordings that for whatever obscure reason never made it to the public.Most of the songs are heart…

> One day a week I am not using my computer. One day computerless. It’s good to not stare at this screen, or hear the annoying noise of the computer ventilator. Don’t you agree it’s pretty irritating this constant drone? I can’t really stand it. My IBM is quiet but not as quiet as silence. And…

>Waiting for my guest the nine year old Jay. Staying over night. We are going to ahve some fun I am sure. Don’t know yet, if I will stay home with her or that I will take her with me to the swimming pool. Had a great dinner of salad and smoked salmon. Have not…

> Kyo I dedicate my life to the Mystic Law through sound. Chanting Nam myoho renge kyo is so wonderful. I have been busy writing my manuscript that has no name yet. It’s been exciting and it’s been long. I wanted it finished last year but it didn’t. Life in the shape of the husband…

>I just love this smell. I think Bardot had just passed, really pissy aroma. Schnoofy is watching me, he always does, keeping an eye on me and my surroundings I like his scent, Schnoofy sure smells assy right.  

> I took this picture the day Melanie had left. It’s about 5 pm in a December day. I spent most of 2005 with her and on that day she went back to live in the States again. I walked back home after I had parked the car.This photo reminds me of Breitner.And of the…

>A beautiful branch of one of my four green girls growing in my back yard. Maybe I will harvest next full moon, whenever that is. It’s been a good summer, apart from the constant rain in August. But now the sun has been shining and hopefully will continue to do so.