Merry christmas especially to those who are alone and with only one loved person beside them or at distance or sick ...
We grow old and more isolated ...
Music can be then more than a leisure , a way to remember the past and the eternity ...
I like this image a lot because the joy is always measured only by the infinite and make itself felt as a finite soul in front of us ...
A dog , a bird or a tree or a children ...Any finite object remembering his source ...
This is a mystery if there is one and the ground of mathematics itself according to Georg Cantor and the ground of love mystery...
We cannot see more than the way we love ....
Then seeing anything and saying : "this is only that", if it is not lying to ourself , it is staying blind ...
