The underlying flavour of the day is something that seems to change at whim, no choice of mine. I walk the same path, pass the same things on the way, but depending on the flavour, everything is different. The flowers I passed yesterday made me smile, today they make me frown. How can I know what flavour I will wake up to? Some days are so pleasing, full, rich, satifying. And then... well then the next day comes and the glamour is gone, like a cheap magic trick, yesterday's jewels so many plastic baubles winking in the sun.

And somewhere beyond all these ups and downs I glimpse the Idyll, the purely objective reality which I flavour with my emotions. I wrote a song once which went like this

What is this?
Desire so hard, unsatisfied,
heart wrenching bliss,
all the highs of the holy coaster ride

I play with pain in a million ways
to satisfy my need for the feelings
feeling good becomes a matter of love and hate
while all the give and take of emotion
is making me dizzy

- Once this whole file-sharing thing becomes easier to navigate, I'll put my music up here on my blog. Doesn't sound the same without the tune...

Needless to say, my quest for the Real real continues.