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The Ta Dida Da of a Somewhat Depressed Day
I go through life,
'most every day,
Every arking day
Day day day,
And this,
This is what I say
Say say:
"Ta dida da,
Ta dida dae
My name is nobody;
God welcome the new day"
Sounds pretty upbeat,
That I know,
Know
Know
But knowing doesn't matter...
So just go,
Go go...
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Yes.
That is beautiful, could you explain it further?
I think everyone can, as long as they're open to it.
I like the idea of reincarnation, though perhaps not in the way most people think of it. When I such an idea, I think about God breathing life into and out of the Earth.
Can anybody have access to remnants of lost worlds? Or only some?
Hmm. One with a vague idea of how to get there.
Do you ever have recurring dreams?
Yes, he did, but the dream never really continued beyond that. I couldn't find a coat.
I'd like to think they are.
No, (shocked), there can't be a sequel, can there? That would be wonderful, if there was. Am I a Star Person now? When I know such individuals as you and her, I can't help but become a bit of a Star Person myself. But then again, when one looks at the Moon, he or she can't help but become a bit of it. I think, more than anything, I am the witness of Star People, because I look upon them and would never forget them.
I have dreamt the same dream, dear; and sometimes that rainy evening is more real than all else. This friend of yours, did he accept your proposal to walk in the rain? To walk into that time which was almost to be born in the coming morning?
Those colors, that blue and gray; that muted, quiet, and sweet melancholy, perhaps they are a premonition?
I shall have to write more, then. But I will always write them in trilogies in some way or another, they just seem like they belong in groups of three, no more, no less.
The best way to read Stargirl, though I have not personally done it before, I'm afraid. The last time I read Stargirl, and Love, Stargirl one after the other I cried the whole way through the first and laughed through the second. Are you a Star Person too, now? :)
Would it even be relevant now? Ah well, I shall tell you regardless.
I dreamed of a rainy afternoon turning to evening, peaceful, tranquil, and expectant. I dreamed in blue and gray, muted, quiet, and a sweet sort of melancholy. I dreamed that a certain person came to visit me from far away. I dreamed of a hug, joyful and surreal, and a sort of cautious awkwardness afterwards. And then I dreamed of proposing a walk in the rain.
I woke up later that morning in the rain, the same colors as the ones in the dream, in the time between dawn and day. In a time which hadn't existed until the moment I woke up, a time that didn't exist until it rained.
I have grown to live for the Ta Dida Da. :) So pleasant (even when it's of a Somewhat Depressed Day) and so versatile.
You inspired me to read Stargirl. I stayed up all night to read it by candlelight, which I really felt like doing at the time. And it was quite rewarding. I certainly see why you name yourself in her honour. "Every once in a while, someone comes along who is a little more primitive than the rest of us, a little closer to our beginnings, a little more in touch with the stuff we're made of." Very fitting, you twinkling Star Person. ;)
Now... (sitting up straighter and leaning forward, pressing my ear against the air, whispering) I believe there's something you wished to tell me and which I wished to hear. About dreaming?
This one is a bit different from the other two, in that I tried to incorporate the ta dida da part a bit differently.