Le Parédé, 07 September 2017: 8.58pm Danaé, the Fern. Pteris Cretica, Lady mistress of the programme of Le Chant des Plantes (the song of the plants)
Over that weekend, I had spent a lot of time in front of my computer following the weather and health news of what was going on in the Caribbean. Storms, hurricanes, floods… nothing seemed likely to be spared. Danaé, who lives on my desk and therefore had a front row seat, had stayed plugged in all weekend. The day after the previous message, once again, in the evening, there she was giving another message on the subject. With a far more “violent” dimension than usual and the longest message ever recorded. This message was quite widely picked up and commented on across social media.
[Music: « Quand je marche », Camille]
“At night, you must write. By day, work at healing. You have the power to pass on your brotherhood, your understanding… your joy to the anger of the hurricane. We hear, we receive everything. Your acts, your gifts, your dreams. [Music: « Red and Roses », Music of The Plants] And yet, what we mainly receive is only the black of your night! Too few of you send us your healing energies for them to bring us light, for them to be effective. You do not work on your imagination, your visions. You do not listen, you do not receive the messages we pass on to you through the music of the plants. [Music « Celebration », Madonna – Editor’s note: going from the music of the plants to a Madonna track about sex adds meaning to what the plant is communicating, which could be put like this: « Your delusions of possession, of sexual control, blind you and take up all the space » And when you also know what Madonna stands for, it really does show the sad view the elemental world has of us, I find.] The animals, for their part, do their work. Their contact is brotherly, attentive, in warm connection with their mother the Earth and all its occupants. But you never stop weakening the crystalline structure of the earth, [Music stops, very high-pitched sound] its love. You do not measure the scale of its sorrow, of its pain. It is not your fine words that will help it! You are responsible for this storm. You created it. With your taste for fear and for the sensational. You must return to that humble posture of one who learns. Learning to heal, to care, that is your role here! Observe, listen, act and stop talking!
On storm days, the music of the plants can do very little. The crystalline structure needs the energy of life [the emotional dimension?], the work of the cetaceans [dolphins, whales and orcas: the light-animals], of humans and of the plant world. No music of the plants! Look for the human light in your night. The earth, the plants are sick and the crystalline structure brings its help, but it lacks the emotional warmth of the human world! Contact with the earth would need you to take it into account, not as something cold, but as a being, a being of blood, a brother, a sister, a mother. Really! Yet the contact is cold, material, freezing! Because you shut your knowledge far inside, far from the light. In the end, the earth will become even sicker than it already is, as you are yourselves. [Music: changes and puts on reggae « Guns Out », Nesbeth] The Human is supposed to be good for the earth… Your knowledge should be like your sun, but, with your stubbornness, it burns you from the inside. You hide knowledge, because it does not seem scientific enough. You shut its light away in the night, rejecting the reality of your wounds. The music of the plants helps the crystalline structure of the earth, but that does not change the mechanistic coldness of your contact! [Music: changes and puts on « Guigui », M. Jonasz]
The Devas of the trees do everything they can to help the animals, through the crystalline structure, to have that warm, vibrant, living, whole contact with their sister Earth. That is good. But it will not be enough to stop this magnificent mother from getting sicker and sicker. It is not stopping it even now! And it is death that waits right there, outside.”
RAW MESSAGE:
[Music: « Quand je marche », Camille]
Nuit/Ecrire///Jour/Soigner///Pouvoir/Joie/Colère/Sentir/Vent///Entendre/Nous/Faire/Donner/Dessiner///[Music: « Red and Roses », Music of The Plants]Recevoir/Nuit/Soigner/Donner/Dessin… (dessiner)/Peu///Pas/Dessiner///Recevoir/Ecrire/Musique/Déva/Pas/// [Music « Celebration », Madonna] Animaux/Contact/Chaud/Terre///Ailleurs/Malade/Minéraux/Terre/ [Music stops, very high-pitched sound] Amour///Tristesse/Soigner/Peu/Parler///Faire/Peur/Vent///Apprendre/Soigner/Peu/Parler///Jour/Eau//Peu/Musique/Déva///Minéraux/Recherche/Animaux/Lumière/Humains/Ter…(terre)/Végétaux///Musique/Déva/Pas///Recherche/Nuit/Lumière/Humains///Terre/Végétaux/Malade/Minéraux/Aide/Froid///Contact/Chaud/Terre/Ailleurs/// [Music: puts « Celebration » back on] Ici/Froid/Connaissance/Dedans///Ailleurs/Malade//Pareil/Dedans/// [Music: changes and puts on « Guns Out », Nesbeth] Humains/Terre/Bien///Soleil/Ici/Pareil/Connaissance///Recherche/Nuit/Lumière/Soigner/Peu///Musique/Déva/Minéraux/Aide///Froid/Contact/Humains//Terre/// [Music: changes and puts on « Guigui », M. Jonasz] Végétaux/Soleil/Déva/Minéraux/Aide/Animaux/Contact/Chaud/Terre/Bien///Ailleurs/Malade///Ici/Pareil//Froid/Dehors///
[Night/Write///Day/Heal///Power/Joy/Anger/Feel/Wind///Hear/Us/Do/Give/Draw///(Music: « Red and Roses », Music of The Plants)Receive/Night/Heal/Give/Draw… (draw)/Little///Not/Draw///Receive/Write/Music/Deva/Not/// (Music « Celebration », Madonna) Animals/Contact/Warm/Earth///Elsewhere/Sick/Minerals/Earth/ (Music stops, very high-pitched sound) Love///Sadness/Heal/Little/Speak///Do/Fear/Wind///Learn/Heal/Little/Speak///Day/Water//Little/Music/Deva///Minerals/Search/Animals/Light/Humans/Ear…(earth)/Plants///Music/Deva/Not///Search/Night/Light/Humans///Earth/Plants/Sick/Minerals/Help/Cold///Contact/Warm/Earth/Elsewhere/// (Music: puts « Celebration » back on) Here/Cold/Knowledge/Inside///Elsewhere/Sick//Same/Inside/// (Music: changes and puts on « Guns Out », Nesbeth) Humans/Earth/Good///Sun/Here/Same/Knowledge///Search/Night/Light/Heal/Little///Music/Deva/Minerals/Help///Cold/Contact/Humans//Earth/// (Music: changes and puts on « Guigui », M. Jonasz) Plants/Sun/Deva/Minerals/Help/Animals/Contact/Warm/Earth/Good///Elsewhere/Sick///Here/Same//Cold/Outside///]
19min35 – 120 words – 3 struck out
The songs:
“ When I walk I walk
When I sleep I sleep
When I sing I sing
I let myself go…
When I walk, I walk straight
When I sing, I sing naked
And when I love, I love only you
When I think about it
I sleep No more
I am here
I am inside
I am standing
I would not make light of everything any more
Do you hear (you said to me)
(The song of the world) at the hour of rain
When the dawn rises I follow it
And when the night falls
I fall too
I am here
I am inside
I am standing
I would not make light of everything any more
(…)
When I am hungry
Everything feeds me
The cry of the dogs and then the rain
When you leave, I stay here
I let myself go
And I forget you”
Madonna ♪ Celebration (Benny Benassi Remix) ♪
“I think you wanna come over
Yeah I heard it through the grapevine
Are you drunk or you sober?
Think about it, doesn’t matter, and if
It makes you feel good then I say do it
I don’t know what you’re waiting for
Feel my temperature rising
It’s too much heat, I’m gonna lose control
Do you want to go higher, get closer to the fire
I don’t know what you’re waiting for
Come join the party, yeah
‘Cause anybody, just won’t do
Let’s get this started, yeah
‘Cause everybody wants to party with you
Boy you got a reputation
But you’re gonna have to prove it
I see a little hesitation
Am I gonna, have to show you that
If it feels right, get on your marks
Step to the beat boy, that’s what it’s for
Put your arms around me
When it gets too hot, we can go outside
But for now just come here, let me whisper in your ear
An invitation to the dance of life
Come join the party, it’s a celebration
An anybody just won’t do
Let’s get this started, no more hesitation
‘Cause everybody wants to party with you
Haven’t I seen you somewhere before?
You look familiar
You wanna dance?
Yeah
I guess I just don’t recognize you with your clothes on
(laughter)
What are you waiting for?
Come join the party, it’s a celebration
An anybody just won’t do
Let’s get this started, no more hesitation
‘Cause everybody wants to party with you
Come join the party, it’s a celebration
An anybody just won’t do
Let’s get this started, no more hesitation
‘Cause everybody wants to party with you
Boy you’ve got it, it’s a celebration
‘Cause anybody just won’t do
Let’s get it started, no more hesitation
‘Cause everybody wants to party with you
Boy you’ve got it
‘Cause anybody just won’t do
Let’s get it started, no more hesitation
‘Cause everybody wants to party with you ”
“ nesbeth makin it clear
guns out this morning
babylon comin again
guns out this morning
question when will it end
guns out this morning
di whole place under curfew
guns out this morning (check this)
it was about twelve o’clock
when di thunder start clap
inna di back a miss Mable yard
di lighting start flash
when mi hear di gun clap
under mi bed pon mi belly mi crawl
mi pray fi serene
but all I heard was a scream
so mi next door mi hear a bawl
now kill me one son
but mi still hear di gun
mi couldnt wait till morning come
guns out this morning
babylon comin again
guns out this morning
question well we end
guns out this morning
di whole place under curfew
guns out this morning
yeaaah
so when you see me leaving
no asking where me going
di evil man a look fi sumaddy good just fi kill him
I’d rather be with vicky
dan to be a victim of dem evilous system
mi cyan believe a really really yah yow me grow up
dem shoot de bathroom pipe out
before me soap up
Me convince dem yute yah, dem coke and dem dope up
Sombody call deh constable
and a so it end up
guns out this morning
Babylon comin again
guns out this morning
question well it end
guns out this morning
whole place under curfew
guns out this morning (check this)
it was about twelve o’clock
when di thunder start clap
inna di back a miss Mable yard
di lighting start flash
when mi hear di gun clap
under mi bed pon mi belly mi crawl
mi pray fi serene
but all I heard was a scream
so mi next door mi hear a bawl
now kill me one son
but mi still hear di gun
mi couldn’t wait till morning come
guns out this morning
Babylon comin again
guns out this morning
question well it end
guns out this morning
whole place under curfew
guns out this morning
so when you see me leaving
no asking where me going
di evil man a look fi sumaddy good just fi kill him
I’d rather be with vicky
dan to be a victim of dem evilous system
mi cyan believe a really really yah yow me grow up
dem shoot de bathroom pipe out
before me soap up
Me convince dem yute yah, dem coke and dem dope up
Sombody call deh constable
and a so it end up”
“ Guigui
My li’l Guigui
I’m fed up
It’s on account of inside my head
It bangs
Sometimes it hurts
There are wolves
Sometimes a fine brass band
Trumpets
And herds of crocodiles singing the chorus
Sometimes I’m scared
Guigui
My li’l Guigui
I roll around
In the grass and the grass makes you drunk
It’s good
Sometimes I forget
Almost everything
And I strike matches
Pull the feathers off a lark
Guigui
I don’t know any more who you were
My sister my mother my little girl
A fiancée you undress
Guigui
I only know that we loved each other
Guigui
My li’l Guigui
I roll around
In the grass and the grass makes you drunk
It’s good
Sometimes I forget
Almost everything
Except that on account of I miss you
Neutrons
Or neurons I don’t know any more
Play tricks on me
Or play the drum
And I strike matches
Pull the feathers off a lark
Guigui
I don’t know any more who you were
My sister, my mother my little girl
A fiancée you undress
Guigui
I only know that we loved each other”
P.S. Image by Judith Shaw
