Music by Danial Mille. Images by Jeanne Adama, Serdar Camlica, Jarek-Kubicki 07 voice over and editing by M.J. Hummingway.
Music by Danial Mille. Images by Jeanne Adama, Serdar Camlica, Jarek-Kubicki 07 voice over and editing by M.J. Hummingway.
“But once in a while the odd thing happens,
Once in a while the dream comes true,
And the whole pattern of life is altered,
Once in a while the moon turns blue.”
― Julia Green, Blue Moon
To live in an old shack by the sea
And breathe the sweet salt air
To live with the dawn and the dusk
The new moon and the full moon
The tides the wind and the rain…
To surf and comb the beach
And gather sea shells and drift-wood
And know the thrill of loneliness
And lose all sense of time
And be free
To hike over the island to the village
And visit the marketplace
And enjoy the music and the food and the people
And do a little trading
And see the great ships come and go
And, man, have me a ball
“Footnote to Howl” by Allen Ginsberg
Holy! (x15)
The world is holy…The soul is holy..The skin is holy..
The nose is holy..The tongue and cock and hand
and asshole holy
Everything is holy…everybody’s holy..everywhere is
holy..everyday is in eternity..Everyman’s an
angel
The bum’s as holy as the seraphim…the madman is
holy as you my soul are holy..
The typewriter is holy the poem is holy the voice is
holy the hearers are holy the ecstasy is holy..
Holy Peter holy Allen holy Solomon holy Lucien holy
Kerouac holy Huncke holy Burroughs holy Cassady
holy the unknown buggered and suffering
beggars holy the hideous human angels..
Holy my mother in the insane asylum…Holy the cocks
of the grandfathers of Kansas..
Holy the groaning saxophone..Holy the bop
apocalypse..Holy the jazzbands marijuana
hipsters peace & junk & drums..
Holy the solitudes of skyscrapers and pavements..Holy
the cafeterias filled with the millions..Holy the
mysterious rivers of tears under the streets..
Holy the lone juggernaut!..Holy the vast lamb of the
middle class..Holy the crazy shepherds of rebellion
Who digs Los Angeles IS Los Angeles..
Holy New York Holy San Francisco Holy Peoria &
Seattle Holy Paris Holy Tangiers Holy Moscow
Holy Istanbul
Holy time in eternity holy eternity in time holy the
clocks in space holy the fourth dimension holy
the fifth International holy the Angel in Moloch..
Holy the sea holy the desert holy the railroad holy the
locomotive holy the visions holy the hallucinations
holy the miracles holy the eyeball holy the
abyss…
Holy forgiveness..mercy! charity! faith! Holy! Ours!
bodies! suffering! magnanimity!
Holy the supernatural extra brilliant intelligent
kindness of the soul!
The Lady of Shallot Poem by Alfred, Lord Tennyson Music by Loreena McKennitt
Many paintings by Waterhouse and other Pre-Raphaelite Artists.

“I murmur under moon and stars
In brambly wildernesses;
I linger by my shingly bars;
I loiter round my cresses;
And out again I curve and flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on forever.”
– From “The Brook” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days
— three such days with you I could fill with more delight
than fifty common years could ever contain.” ― John Keats
i carry your heart with me
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go, my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)
~e. e. cummings

“The vision must be followed by the venture. It is not enough to stare up the steps – we must step up the stairs.”
– Vance Havner
“Love knows not distance; it hath no continent; its eyes are for the stars.”
– Gilbert Parker
(Video by Jeff Sullivan)