Stray thoughts on Kokrobite beach…..

For the past few days now I am listening to some europian music, I think it is french and italian and somehow enjoying it a lot although not understanding a word of it…..Made me think today of this music I am listening to… these words possibly having totally different meanings tied to it, possibly talking about some tangible things and I thinking them otherwise, taking them for some ode of old love…….like this song “La Mer” which I now know is about the sea…though somehow it is tied to old love hanging always around us like the sea……. Made me think of do we all create our own realities to live with regardless of what reality really is?, our own created moments of reality ……sadnes and joy…. Our own perception of looking things, which may be totally out of context for someone else or so called reality……. Made me think of if there is really something called reality or is it just an illusion to keep us all tied up… like the four walls of a discotheque, holding us all together while we all are dancing to our own realities………La Mer…Qu’on voit danser le long des golfes clairs.. La Mer…. The sea is the same and remains the same, and perhaps we remain the same too, trying to see the whole world the way we want to see, enjoying the joys and sadness of intangibles and even tangible things the way I am enjoying these foreign songs…..Que tout le monde en est épris……C’est la romance de Paris…. C’est la romance de Paris… the way I am enjoying this sea now…….I think the sea is happening to me now and am floating in the waves of this vast ghanian sea,…ignoring the grandeur I am in and only conscious of my own existence… Le Mer….. The sea… floating inside me…..and my thoughts floating in this sea of mine….. Le Mer…Des reflets changeants..Sous la pluie…expanding in the vastness of my empty self, me and my sea of thoughts in this ghanian sea…in the endless sea of time…………

(stray thoughts on Kokrobite beach)