What a great day to die

11. november je v ezoteriki pomemben datum, odprejo se tako imenovana vrata 11 - 11, ki predstavljajo možnost komunikacije z zgornjim svetom, ki predstavlja svet idej ali apsolut, kjer je vse, vendar še ni realizirano.

Veliki pesnik in trubadur Leonard Cohen je to vedel, zato je ta dan odšel v večno svetlobo. Pesnik so že po defaultu blizu mistiki in duhovnim sferam. Poezija je dešifriranje skritih kod bivanja, pretakanje zlatih besed, ki zaplešejo svoj ples na belem papirju. Lahko jih tudi zapoješ, recitiraš, šepetaš. Kot ta trubadur, ki je začutil, da se njegova ljubezen Marianne počasi poslavlja iz tega sveta in da se ji bo kmalu pridružil.

Objavljam Cohenovo besedilo, ker smo bile tudi me nekoč nekomu Marianne in Suzanne.

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Come over to the window, my little darling,
I'd like to try to read your palm.
I used to think I was some kind of Gypsy boy
before I let you take me home.

Now so long, Marianne, it's time that we began
to laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.

 Well you know that I love to live with you,
but you make me forget so very much.
I forget to pray for the angels
and then the angels forget to pray for us.

Now so long, Marianne, it's time that we began ...

We met when we were almost young
deep in the green lilac park.
You held on to me like I was a crucifix,
as we went kneeling through the dark.

Oh so long, Marianne, it's time that we began ...

Your letters they all say that you're beside me now.
Then why do I feel alone?
I'm standing…

Your letters they all say that you're beside me now.
Then why do I feel alone?
I'm standing on a ledge and your fine spider web
is fastening my ankle to a stone.

Now so long, Marianne, it's time that we began ...

For now I need your hidden love.
I'm cold as a new razor blade.
You left when I told you I was curious,
I never said that I was brave.

Oh so long, Marianne, it's time that we began ...

Oh, you are really such a pretty one.
I see you've gone and changed your name again.
And just when I climbed this whole mountainside,
to wash my eyelids in the rain!

Oh so long, Marianne, it's time that we began ...