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JASMINE THERESE
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Thursday, June 04, 2009 ![]() A truly inspiring film. Caught Crab Flower Club with Crystal this evening. It'd been a long time since I last attended a play and I'm glad the Crab Flower Club was not a disappointment. The plot's engaging and the characters were interesting, but the setting and costumes weren't as elaborated as I had imagined them to be. "What else is our life but a series of preludes to that unknown Hymn, the first and solemn note of which is intoned by Death? - Love is the glowing dawn of all existence; but what is the fate where the first delights of happiness are not interrupted by some storm, the mortal blast of which dissipates its fine illusions, the fatal lightening of which consumes its altar; and where in the cruelly wounded soul which, on issuing from one of these tempests, does not endeavour to rest his recollection in the calm serenity of life in the fields? Nevertheless man hardly gives himself up for long to the enjoyment of the beneficent stillness which at first he has shared in Nature's bosom, and when "the trumpet sounds the alarm", he hastens, to the dangerous post, whatever the war may be, which calls him to its ranks, in order at last to recover in the combat full consciousness of himself and entire possession of his energy." - Les Préludes, Franz Liszt
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