Wednesday, February 13

Lennon, John - Killing The Dove of Peace - Papier Mache Figure

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How did you feel the day they shot Lennon? How many times have you felt that sad for someone you didn't know personally? That was one of the few moments in my life when I shed a tear for a "total stranger". With this figure of John Lennon in papier mache I want to honor his memory. If you want to remember him for only five minutes watch the video or read the lyrics of the song below. I leave you with a final question: Why did Mark David Chapman had to kill the dove of peace?


Mind Games
Were playing those mind games together
Pushing the barriers, planting seeds
Playing the mind guerrilla
Chanting the mantra, peace on earth
We all been playing those mind games forever
Some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil
Doing the mind guerrilla
Some call it magic, the search for the grail
Love is the answer and you know that for sure
Love is a flower, you got to let it, you got to let it grow
So keep on playing those mind games together
Faith in the future, outta the now
You just cant beat on those mind guerrillas
Absolute elsewhere in the stones of your mind
Yeah we're playing those mind games forever
Projecting our images in space and in time
Yes is the answer and you know that for sure
Yes is surrender, you got to let it, you got to let it go
So keep on playing those mind games together
Doing the ritual dance in the sun
Millions of mind guerrillas
Putting their soul power to the karmic wheel
Keep on playing those mind games forever
Raising the spirit of peace and love
Love...
(I want you to make love, not war, I know youve heard it before)

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6 Comments:

Blogger Kuanyin said...

IMHO, he was programmed to kill John Lennon because TPTB wanted John out of the way because of his influence.

Striking photo!

4:03 AM  
Blogger Lynette said...

Thank you for this and for your visit to my blog.

7:42 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Tinc 33 anys, 5 quan van matar en John Lennon, el curiós és que me'n recordo de la notícia a Informe Semanal i ni tan sols sabia qui era, em va copsar la imatge d'ell i La yoko sota un arbre i el rebombori de la notícia. Anys després vaig ser una fan "malaltissa" dels Beatles i em feia dir Lennon al institut...I si, he plorat molt per la mort d'algú que ja era mort quan el vaig "conèixer"...curiós.MJ.

2:09 PM  
Blogger Dsole said...

Carlos, qué post más emotivo. Yo también lloré, o por lo menos las veces que he estado viendo algún documental o escuchado alguna canción de nuestro amigo John, acabé llorando por no entender muy bien cómo funcionamos como personas. Qué pena, verdad? EL mundo es una locura, ciertamente.
Y me hubiera gustado a ver vivido esa época, pero nací en el 82, no me dió tiempo!
Un saludo, y gracias por el post, te ha quedado francamente bien.

9:49 PM  
Blogger Chris said...

Hola, Carlos!
Oh, it was a horrible night, no? I remember crying, also. My husband and I went to NYC two years ago and walked by the place where he was shot. There are some certainly crazy things that happen, no?

1:42 AM  
Anonymous Bibiana said...

I believe that there was people who Lennon wasn't convenient (too much peace and love).

Obviously it was a black day, but often I've been thinking about how could be his life today. Could he has believed in the sames things? and looking others persons about his age, could he has aged with dignity?

I like this blog ;-)!

3:02 PM  

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