The most beautiful Song since Song of Songs....

Just (After Song of Songs) 

The song written by David Lang 

and beautifully sung by Trio Mediæval

Just your mouth

Just your love

Just your anointing oils

Just your name

Just your chambers

Just your love

And my mother's sons

And my own vineyard

And my soul

Just your flock

Just your companions

Just your kids

Just your cheeks

Just your neck

Just your couch

And my perfume

And my beloved

And my breasts

And my beloved

And my love

Just your eyes

And my beloved

Our couch

Our house

Our rafters

And my love

And my beloved

Just your shadow

Just your fruit

Just your banner over me

Just your left hand

Just your right hand

And my beloved

And my beloved

Our wall

And my beloved

And my love

And my fair one

And my love

And my fair one

And my dove

Just your face

Just your voice

Just your voice

Just your face

Our vineyards

And my beloved

Just your flock

And my beloved

And my bed

And my soul

And my soul

And my soul

And my soul

And my mother's house

Just your sword

Just your mother

Just your wedding

Just your heart

And my love

Just your eyes

Just your veil

Just your hair

Just your teeth

Just your lips

Just your mouth

Just your cheeks

Just your veil

Just your neck

Just your two breasts

And my love

And my bride

And my heart

And my sister

And my bride

And my heart

Just your eyes

Just your necklace

Just your love

And my sister

And my bride

Just your love

Just your oils

Just your lips

And my bride

Just your tongue

Just your garments

And my sister

And my bride

Just your shoots

And my garden

And my beloved

And my garden

And my sister

And my bride

And my myrrh

And my spice

And my honeycomb

And my honey

And my wine

And my milk

And my heart

And my beloved

And my sister

And my love

And my dove

And my perfect one

And my head

And my locks

And my garment

And my feet

And my beloved

And my hand

And my heart

And my beloved

And my hands

And my fingers

And my beloved

And my beloved

And my soul

And my beloved

Just your beloved

Just your beloved

And my beloved

Just your head

Just your locks

Just your eyes

Just your cheeks

Just your lips

Just your arms

Just your body

Just you legs

Just your appearance

Just your speech

And my beloved

And my friend

Just your beloved

And my beloved

Just your garden

Just your flock

And my beloved

And my beloved

Just your flock

And my love

Just your eyes

Just your hair

Just your teeth

Just your cheeks

And my dove

And my perfect one

And my mother

And my fancy

And my prince

Just your feet

Just your rounded thighs

Just your navel

Just your belly

Just your two breasts

Just your neck

Just your eyes

Just your nose

Just your head

Just your flowing locks

Just your breasts

Just your breasts

Just your breath

Just your kisses

And my beloved

Just your desire

And my beloved

And my love

Our doors

And my beloved

And my mother's breast

And my mother

And my pomegranates

Just your left hand

Just your right hand

And my beloved

Just your mother

Just your heart

Just your arm

Our sister

And my breasts

Just your eyes

And my vineyard

And my very own

And my self

Just your voice

And my beloved

Macrospherology of humans. Globes - volume two of Peter Sloterdijk's Spheres

I have been reading the second volume of Sloterdijk's magnum opus for a couple of months now. I still haven't found the time for a full review, or, as I have done in the past with some books, to post quotes here. However, the book is so significant that I've decided to write this post now and share a few quotes:

"As a process of growing solidarity complexes, the history of homo sapiens in the time of advanced civilization is above all a battle for the integral and integrating hothouse. It is based on the attempt to provide the wider inside, the reconciling own, the more far-reaching common area with an invulnerable form, or at least a livable one that is superior to the attacks from the outside.

That this attempt is clearly still in progress, and that despite immeasurable setbacks-the struggle for ever larger

parts of humanity to move into ever larger communal shelters or endospheres is still being undertaken, testifies as much to its irresistible motives as to the stubborn resistance to the historical pull into the extended realm of inner security. Struggles to preserve and expand spheres form both the dramatic core of our species' history and its principle of continuity."

https://www.amazon.com/Globes-Spheres-Macrospherology-Semiotext-Foreign/dp/1584351608  

However, if you look around, at the world as it is today... we have more setbacks than progress...

Stay tuned ... I will put here quotes and my thoughts on that great book ...

See this: 

"As the monstrous employer in the work of mourning, death is the first sphere stressor and creator of cultures. The mourning communes survive by accepting the task of taming the fury of disappearance through expanded spatial formation. It is the distancing power of the imagination, which embeds the current living space in surrounding spaces of ghosts and the dead, that spawns cultures as self-harboring spatial figments in the first place."

November 12, 2023 ... 

See Peter Sloterdijk's latest great lecture: Future Cities Conference 2023 | Peter Sloterdijk | The Future of Too Big Cities - YouTube

November 25, 2023

Human is "a natal and mortal creature"...
See what is an essential thought from "Vascular Memories" chapter:

"Hence the human being is the animal that, together with its significant others, produces endospheres in almost every situation because it remains shaped by the memory of a different having-been-inside, and by the anticipation of a final being-enclosed. It is the natal and mortal creature that has an interior because it changes its interior. Relocation tensions are in effect in every place where humans exist; that is why their entire history is the history of walls and their metamorphoses."

November 26th, 2023