IK GA HET NU DOEN

Vandaag ontdekte ik het,
er is iets moois aan 'doen'.
Ik maakte geen plan,
ik speelde er bewust op.

Mijn fluit gaf mij nieuws,
verhaal en toelichting.
Als ik fluit hoor ik het.
Het is een wereld apart.
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I AM DOING IT NOW

I just discovered it today.
To 'do' is very special.
I did not make a plan,
I just played on it.

My flute gave the news,
a story and explanation.
When I play I hear it.
It is a world apart.

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NU VRIJ BEWEGEN

De armen gaan als vleugels,
ik ben blij met mezelf,
ik ga hier helemaal uit m'n dak,
ik zwaai en spring, alles is goed.

Onze eigen PARTY is geboren!
Met z'n allen nemen we hapjes
van al die lekkere wereldbollen,
met muziek zoals we willen.
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A FREE MOVEMENT

My arms are like wings of a bird,
I am happy with myself,
feeling like going to freak out.
I can jump and dance, I feel good.

Today our own PARTY is born!
With each other we take juicy bites
from all the worlds in the universe
with our music as we like it.
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HET GOEDE

Denk aan een fijn gevoel,
zeg tegen jezelf dat het mag.
Neem nu je instrument,
speel rustig enkele tonen.

Geniet van het spelen,
laat de tonen lekker gaan.
Wees blij met een beetje,
zo maak je het kleine groot.
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SOMETHING GOOD

Think of feeling nice and well.
Tell yourself that it is okay.
Now take up your instrument,
play some easy tones slowly.

Enjoy your playing and relax.
Hear your sounds go by.
With love these little things
will be a super big part of you.
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HET MUZIEKBLAD /
MUSIC MAGAZINE
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Samen zingen
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Vandaag gaan we samen zingen.
Wanneer je de ogen dicht doet
dan zing je veel makkelijker, je
voelt je niet zo bekeken.
Ga in een cirkel staan, houdt de
handen vast.
Zing zachtjes een toon, durf
harder te zingen. Laat eens een
spontaan vriendengezang
zomaar ontstaan. Zoek de
harmonie en durf je te geven.

Na afloop roep je "'Ha! Ha! Ha!''
met krachtige kreten. Dans er
een beetje bij.
Deze aktie versterkt de band
met de anderen. Daar wordt
je heel blij en open van.

Ik vind dit heel leuk om te doen.
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Sing together
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Stand in a circle and hold hands.
Close your eyes, for being more
relaxed. In this way you do not
feel that people watch you.
First sing just any tone softly.
The try to sing louder and let
it just happen. Try to be in a
kind of harmony. A spontaneous
friendship song will evolve.
Give every thing you can with
your voice.

After this you shout :''Ha! Ha! Ha!''
very powerful. Dance a little if you
feel like doing so. This action is very
good to feel more connected with
each other.

I like it very much to be part of
such a singing group.
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Leven In Muziek / Real life Music

Waarom leef ik en wie ben ik?
Wat is mijn doel?
Is alles een soort spel?
Wat doe ik hier en waarom?

Kan ik in een minuut kruipen
om daar veel langer te zijn?
Waarom wordt ik anders
als de tijd zo snel voorbij raast?
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Why do I live and who am I?
What is my goal?
Is it all just a game?
What shall I do and why?

Can I crawl into a minute
to stay there for much longer?
Why do I change like this
when the time rushes forward?
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So many questions, so many answers.
I feel I am living today.
The mirror shows me somebody
that is really not me.

Yes I see myself, but it does not match
with my inner feelings, dreams and hopes.
What people say about me seems strange.
I hear of somebody in some fantasy.

The mirror, the stories about me,
me in the films, me on the radio,
me in the magazine, the newspaper,
I am shure that it is a strange being.

The only real me is not here,
that is because I am too much alive.
Only inside I feel the real me,
or at least several aspects of me.

I must grow out of this picture
shaped in years of time.
Grow out of the tears and pain
that is called 'life' and 'human'.

The outside is changing,
the inside is growing.
Death is just an answer,
and life is the full question.

I move slowly, feeling free.
This makes me burn inside,
it lifts me up and I never think.
Moving in time and in space.

There is not just ONE life.
I am a second being
when I start to play.
Music gives me a second life.

The third life is when I sleep.
Then there is the life of passion,
life of an inventor, entertainer,
life of meditation, life of a speaker.

So many lives in one shape.
I must believe it but I cannot.
Because I only live ONE life
in this form while I am here.

I change, I know that,
but I do not feel it that way.
I just change and it shapes me.
I cannot get hold of this.

Life gives me sound,
the sound of music.
This brings me fresh air,
but only when I play.

I want to live in that melody,
but I must TALK about it,
this is what they say.
I need you to make me complete.

You as a listener gives a reflection
that I am alive, you remind me
of that lovely playing person
which I so much adore and love.

Loving music is loving you.
No play without a body,
no string without a hand.
I need YOU my dear friend.

Listen to my music , please do.
Your ears make me alive.
I can also play alone in a room,
with invisable ears around me.

I am not alone, never, you are there,
in my mind and imagination.
You touch me on every place,
I see your beautiful face.

But most of all, your ears are mine
and my ears give you my music.
Music is like life and death,
when I start to create the right line.

Please feel my music a little more.
Go from ears, from head to toes.
I play to be alive and to be in life.
The rest is not me but a code.

In my melody I am in THE WORLD.
When I have to explain I must change
to an easy entertainment, for you.
And I long to live once more.

A real life and world can be in music,
my energy music, my free movement.
Real life music, lift up my soul.
Real life music, the sun is in me.

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My Ghost of time

Er blijft een stroom in me,
een onzichtbare beweging.
Die is zonder taal of geheugen.
Ik laat mij leiden van hier naar nu.

Ik zoek mijn hand vanuit mijn buik.
Ik zet de stap vanuit mijn borst.
Dan is er geen weten maar gaan.
Ik zie jou lachen ik zie jou staan.
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There is a flow inside of me,
an invisable movement.
Do not think or speak from memory.
Something gives me 'here' and 'now'.

My hand moves from my lower parts.
My chest wants me to take more steps.
I do not know, I just want to go.
Your smile comes closer, I see you now.
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My life is like living in a studio, a playground,
a park, in the bushes. I see sunshine and a line
full of hopes and dreams. Today is a new day.
The experiment of more sounds, more dreams.

I wish I could see the sounds in colours.
I wish I could see love vibration in the sky.
I wish I could see happy people every minute.
Then my wishes come true, because of you.

You are my angel, you bring life lifting up.
My tears have dried up so long ago.
Sad stories are washed away, because of you.
May there forever be sound so light as you.

You call my name, sounding in tune.
I can understand the special words that I hear.
It bleeps and rattles in the wind of my imagination.
Behind the words there is thunder.

Lightening strucks me full in the heart.
I eat you while I swallow you.
My light of all mighty I eat you softly.
Lightening takes shape in the veins.

Strange vibrations enter my system.
''I am alive again, I am alive'', I can say.
Now let me fight some monsters.
I look them in the eye.

This system is full of wonder.
An eternal spirit speaks inside of me.
Speaking with vibration not so human.
It connects with outer space.

Sound travels, light travels, mind travels.
Small particles have meaningful eyes,
or little moulds as you may call them.
Connecting with them means travelling too.

From one place to another.
From one sound to another.
One sound, light, mind or particle,
it all connects with the ghosts of time.

I travel light when I ride the spiritual beams.
I go in more directions at the same time.
I live now, then and 100 years later,
all at the very same time.

I see darkness, I hear emptyness,
I touch the nothingness, drink the dry air.
I fly through the ground, touch the sky.
And all of this because of you.

Sound always moves and I travel with it.
I see your hands with positive particles.
Playing in the sand is all I can do.
Deep under the ground I will find more.

Is there a final resting place in time and space?
Please let there be no answer I beg you.
I beg myself, I shout and I sigh, let me out,
or let me in. What is behind this game?

Can I live without explaining?
Am I guilty for not doing so?
May I ask without knowing why?
Please God let me live on a tight rope.

The PLAN, the monster, always there,
always giving me a good scare.
A PLAN, a beast with no nails,
with soft curly hair and a strange breath.

I plan to let the plan live in its own time.
''Hello PLAN, nice meeting you.
How was your day today?
Follow the skyline and then lift up!''

Today I met a PLAN and it lives a good life.
I am so good in handling monsters or beasts.
I think I have a talent, a mysterious talent.
Only an angel close to me knows why.

After this the skyline will be white and grey.
The writer enters the clouds of eterinty.
Dark spirits are wondering around.
And there is silence deep in the great ground.

Then the energy will go freely, moving fast.
It is spirit time, the ghosts are free and fare.
I have the eye of an other planet, I see more.
My ears have space traveling lines for sounds.

Beweging in geluid / movement in sound

Als de speler gaat spelen
voelt hij de energie stroom.
Hij beweegt onzichtbaar
en volgt deze gewoon.

Van toon naar toon,
van stroom naar stroom.
Steeds beweegt hij echt,
maakt klank tot een kroon.

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When the player is playing
he feels the energy stream.
Moving invisable,
the flow is clean.

One tone at a time,
flowing on a beam
of light and he is real.
His Crown is clean.
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How I play an instrument:

I see an instrument as a living being.
I have to do that
because I want to play real LIVING music.
LIVING music is not a tune that I studied before.
LIVING music is not an improvisation.
LIVING music is not reading music paper.
It is all about moving in subtle energy.
First I make contact with an instrument.
Then I want to play real LIVING music.

Invisable I start to move, start to dance slowly.
You can not see this, only feel it in the aura.
It is like stepping out of my own body,
moving and wondering about,
like doing real invisable tai chi very slow.

The feeling is deep, it moves so pretty.
I feel myself, I feel around.
It is about nothing, it is about everything.
I MOVE, not meditate or transform.
From the center I move in an energy body.
This body is invisable.

I feel like moving in the speed of a growing plant.
I feel like a butterfly, like the sun, like the wind.
I feel like moving, making contact with wood,
strings, holes and poles, chimes and buttons.
The fingers are my language,
they are touched by that stream of energy,
that stream of sunlight so suddenly.

I move my way into space and time,
my silences are short, always short.
Sound does NOT have to wait.
I do not use that cheap trick of long silences,
sound must NOT wait, never,
Just like a heartbeat, it never stops,
just like the sniff of air, the stream of blood.
It NEVER EVER stops!

In a deep stream of energy,
feeling myself as a growing flowing plant,
the sounds follow my invisable dance,
my slow story telling,
and my fingers or my breath
tells you that unique story
that was never written before.

Story telling is more than improvisation.
Being real in an expanding energy ball
is more in the direction of the master player,
the master speaker, entertainer, dancer.
What is more?

It is the real contact without cheap tricks.
No mask, no schooltechnique, no memory.
I always know the next tone.
Why should I use memory.
I can play fast and slow,
I always know the next tone.
Playing free of memory,
free of just doing something,
free of improvisation,
free of jazz, free of patterns,
free of learning, free of class.

I am free of all that must be done.
I dive in my ocean, just dance in energy.
I am not alone while I play.
I am kissing and hugging an angel,
I touch the breasts of life giving spirits,
I drink the milk of life and death.
I fly while I play and walk without time.

Movement in sound is the very real,
it is a complete movement,
rubbing the pearls of eternal beings.
The magic is complete, it is firework,
it is the potion that makes you young,
free of time and space.

Just like I write this article,
I dance, my fingers speak,
my love is expanding
to all and to nothing.

I am empty and I am full, I dance.

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