ALPHAVILLE'S CONCERT- 28.08.2015- Helsinki -We love 90's-

Hello my friends
I finally was able to go to see them again and meet again one of the most important person in my life.
The concert was great. Marian's voice was wonderful and the whole performance was to die for.
I dance and sing like a teenage. I enjoyed very much. And they enjoyed too.

Next time hope to have more time to chat!

Maya Kim: you are a great bass player!

Thank you Marian, Thank you Christian. Thank you all for the wonderful emotions!
The time machine really exist!

I love you!!!

....

...Every time I need to touch you
I can never break the distance
that's why my love
became so strong and pure
that's why I keep on trying ..

MG

A letter to a friend...

Dear Marian,
I don't know if you will pass by, in my dreams I hope so.
The 30 years complitaion has just arrived in my letter box, and I was happy to see that it is one of the autographed copies.
I was sad to haven't be able to be phisically in Paris for the 30 years party, but I was there in some kind of shape, I can assure you of this.

I am very emotional right now. If people say the time machine doesn't exist, well I don't agree with this. The time machine is inside each one of us, and the motor that will start it is all the the memories you have, and here I am in tears , they are tears of joy of course, because I remember all these 30 years that I have been part of the Alphaville family, so clear that it seems yesterday.

I was 12 when I first saw you..and now here I am 42 years old and still your voice is in my heart and soul so deep that has become part of it.
Memories pass by with every song that is playin in my ears, and yes, You were always there with your songs to help me through all my difficuties, you were and still are my stone.

This is not an awkard attempt of licking your ass, is the truth; you save me many times from the loneliness of my teenage years, and loneliness cause sadness , especially in those years. You were there when others just left  me alone to cope with my demons, and I kept going and going, wishing upon the falling stars the same wish every year.
I knew I was going to meet you someday and so it happend, it was the year 1998, the 1st of August in Neuchatel.
I grew up with you and I always remember who was there everytime I needed a kick in my ass, your words were there, your music, your stories in The Moonpaper.

Lately I have been in the shadow and not in the first rows of your concerts like I used to be, the  hope that one day I will be able to be again in the first row is deep, and when you want something so bad, sooner or later you will get it, I know this, has happened before.

I have had lot of problems lately, life is not easy in a foreigner coutry, especially with the ecomomical crash of the last years. Maybe I have been depressed; depression is the awful sickness of this century and it hits always the  sensitive souls, for some reason, we are always those that have to pay fully the price, and we lick then our scars, but I have seen that also in those moments of the life, you learn something, you become more thougtful and aware of things that others don't feel and of course you look at the world and what surround you with different eyes.
The shadows are there, they will always be...but I look at the  golden light that is at the end of this path.
Somebody once said to get to the light, you have to pass through the darkness first,  all my favourite books are the story of this travel: from the classic Divine Comedy, to Orpheus and Euridice, to The girl without hands.
To learn to love the light you must love also the darkness, they can't be one without another, like the good and the evil.
Is not a coincidence the name of this blog.

I remember the tears and the emotions when we first met, and I remember every second I have been lucky to share with you and all the friends of the italian fans Club Euphoria, you know, with most of them I am still in contact although our roads have taken different directions and end up in different countries too.

I want to thank you for all the pieces of your soul you gave us in all these years, your energy is strong and I can see/feel it in every concert you make, and more is to come, I know this too.
Thank to youtube is not that painful the burden I have, because of me not able to come to see you and sing along until my voice will go away like in the past. KEEP GOING!!!

Thank you for your kindness, I have never met an artist that is so close with his fans like you are, and believe me, this is something  very precious.

Thank you Marian, to let us be always Forever Young!

I love you and always will.

Diana from Finland. :) HERE IS A PIECE OF MEMORY! MY FIRST CONCERT!

....hope you get it...Pricolici...

ForeVer..

SCATTERED THOUGHTS

This time I won't write a poem but I want to share with you some thoughts of what I have noticed lately on social pages.
It was just this week that in Italy a little girl committed suicide because she has been mocked in a social network, and it was just this morning that I red that an author that I like, has been attacked because he is gay.
What is going on between people? Why social networks have became the new Inquisition?
Are we going back in the middle ages in which if you were suffering of epilepsy, or hysteria or pre-menstrual sickness you were condemned to burn at the stick because you were for sure a Satan's servant?
I am really speechless when I stumble in those attitudes.
Why people have become so venomous towards others,especially toward others that are different, why they preach and declare to be Christians and believe in God and Jesus..and they go around the net saying you will born in hell if you are gay, or different ?  I really don't get it.

What I conclude is: they are trolls and they are brainwashed. In the bible is not written that if you are gay or clairvoyant or medium you are serving the Evil. All the prophets were clairvoyant, Jesus himself was. In the bible is not written that you can't be gay or lesbian because it's a sin...what the bible said and teach is the love in each and every shape. Love has no sex or race..love is love. What God give us is love, he doesn't look if you are gay or hetero, black or white.Who  do you think you are to judge others?
But we live in a world that has always had the need to categorize people and if you don't fit in those categories that certain so called "Believers" have, .then you are the servant of the Devil and you will burn in hell!
Well, I wonder those priests and nouns that are pedophiles where they will go? Where that noun, that has get birth to a child saying she didn't know she was pregnant, will go?  They all have made the oath of the chastity, and I am talking about Catholic  Church..well...this make me think...
Ah yes maybe it was the holy spirit ...again....c'mon are we serious? With those numbers the hell start to be already over numbered.

What I really don't understand as human being is; why stick to certain targets? Those trolls are seeking for attention, they are perverse and in a way they want to clear the world for all the impurities..especially if those impurities are famous; fame..this is what they are seeking of...to be famous...to be the new saviors of this world that is going down; I say BULLSHIT, and I beg you pardon.
Bigots will be always bigots! They say to have a soul. I believe they are the first that have sold their souls to a pet God.

In the case of the little girl that killed herself because she was mocked in a social network..well my dear parents..this is what we have created..this is how we have grown our children...teaching them that the weak, the different,the sensitive, are like a plague and it has to be  exterminate, we have teach them that authority doesn't exist anymore..you parents are those that dare to go to teacher and claim " you are wrong ..my child is not a bully..my child is perfect!"  so let him/her kick and beat the others because this is cool..because this is what has to be done...because the you tube video has get thousand of likes!!! 
Where am I living? Do I have landed in the wrong planet?
 We are loosing the humanity and if this is the way that things are going I only hope the human race will go extinguished.

Those are only my thoughts and I am not here to teach morality..I am the last who can teach morality...but what I can teach is to love everybody without categorize, you are not thinking the same..ok , fine...don't follow me...don't comment on my posts don't write only to puke the poison you have inside claiming with your brainwashed speeches that you are better than me... and I am talking in general...me is a general me not myself...

Have a good Sunday you all.

I WISH UPON A STAR

Sometimes happen that you wake up several days with a melody in your head that you can't take it out neither if you listen at it.
Usually with other songs once I listened to them,  the obsession and the craving vanish...but with this one not...I could listen forever  this song repeatetly and  never get bored or annoyed.

Is one of the most beutyful songs that Ville Valo has written until now, but he has never sing it live complete, not from when I started  to follow them , the year 2001 and, everytime I listen to it I think is a shame because is so deep and beutyful that a concert with this song in the set list will be unforgettable, at least for me...
So, although in this period here in Finland you don't see a star in the sky because the night doesn't fall into the dark like in other countries, and although could be possible to see stars only at 1 or 2 in the morning, not even then so clear like from my balcony in Tuscany, I wish  upon a star, that somewhere is falling to make this my wish come true, like has happened with all the others...Please put this song back in the set list for a while...you will not regert it!

The lyrics are by Ville Valo, I guess when he was reading the Dracula of Bram Stocker he wrote this...:)

I'VE CROSSED OCEANS OF WINE TO FIND YOU

There was a time when I
Could breath my life into you
One by one your pale fingers
Started to move
And I touched your face
And all death was erased
And you smiled like an angel
Fallen from heaven, oh -
Just to be lifted up again, ohh

And you kissed my lips
With those once cold fingertips
You brought me back to life
And all things come to an end
We don't have to pretend
Slowly we fall asleep
And never wake up again, oh oh ohh

We're so Christ like
So lifelike
Vampire Christ

We're so lifelike
So Christlike
Vampire Christ

In the grace
Of our love
We writhe in pain
And death is not far away
And soon we'll sleep
And never wake up again

shhh...

There was a time when I
Could breathe my life
Into you
And all things come to an end, oh
We all have to pretend
Slowly we fall asleep

And we're Christlike
So lifelike
A Vampire Christ

We're so lifelike
So Christlike
A Vampire Christ



And here you can listen the song....

...

...There are those days in which
I would like to be nobody
to feel nothing
just stop existing the way I am existing now.

07.05.2013

And it is precisely the dawn with her touch that make the shadows loose their consistency that in the night wriggled in my dreams.

I cross the limbo with my usual uncertainty, right there, on the boderline between the reality and the dream I become insecure even of my senses, doubting the very existence of the world in which I am guest in this certain time range, unsure I am wondering if the night journey has not been nothing more than a glimpse of a parallel reality tied to my soul.
I feel you
the boundary between life and death is as thin as the needle that carve your skin.
I'm afraid that Charon endue by a sudden mercy, granted a last visit before carrying you in Hades.
I cannot breath
I feel suffocated
I cannot move or even get up.
I wait the awaking of the sun to challenge those loads that have collapased on me, remove those stones that are imobilazing me, drinking greedly the light, grab the memories, hoping that sometime I could be wrong.
I understand it was just a bad dream, finally I am free of the agony.
Welcome sun, welcome Light, release me from those horrible shadows that smell like sulphur.
I wish to be there while he is still asleep, whispering how much I love him in one of his dreams, enough to give the strenght he needs, to fight against his fiends.
Our souls are bounded by the same fate but condemned to reach each others only in dreams, shifting traces in an undisclosed reality.


© Diana Mistera 7.5.2013

BEST WISHES

Get well soon man and quit smoking! Don't you dare to scare us like this again! ;-)

Eat well, rest and fight! :-)

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THE FINAL REVELATION

And then...something that for 10 years you didn't find important suddenly unveal its mystery and you read between the lines the truth that for so many years you've looking for in the wrong places, obsessionally. There it was, right in front of you and has been there for 10 years in the shelf of the cds; finding out finally that you left a sign in that soul who marked with fire the bond with you before you believed in it.

I have get it now VLAD.

Foever yours,

Lux

Whose, nowadays, goes under the name of : Diana Mistera.

DREAM 29.4.13

I had a dream last night in which I felt that wonderful peace and happiness that was long time I haven't felt;  it was any important dream, it wasn't a meaningfull dream either, perhaps,  was a sequel of a dream I started some time ago.

You where in there, with your long curly  hair and those green eyes that killed me the first time I saw them, you were a teacher and I was a school girl, there were many other schoolgirls in the classroom I didn't know them, they were not familiar to me at all, but you were interacting mostly with me. The others blast their evil eyes on me, for no reason..maybe...or maybe they saw what was going on between us.

The first task you asked me to do was to draw a map, it was my way of seen Europe, it was an homework I haven't done so I was scared to disappoint you, but you reacted like nothing was forgotten and waited me to draw my map, looking at me deeply.
I took my pen and mark the boundaries of my map, I used the yellow pen; I was satisfiled, but it was a strange kind of map, you look at me, laughing sensually and said:
" you left France out from your map..."
"ha..." I answered laughing archnessly   " yes I did..."
You  looked at me with that sweetness you only have, gave me back my map with that kind of expression of knowing the reason why I did so...like if you were expecting just that kind of map from me...without France, for the reason that only you and me known.

I looked around the classroom searching for an approval, I met you before I was testing you, I needed to prove to myself, you remebered me;  many years have passed and I was in disguise anyway in that strange school. I felt you knew who I was, you were indeed favouring my game, we were so inharmony.
Your attention was only for me although you were a teacher in this strange class and I was pleased.

All in a sudden another thing cought your attention, there was a boy, so long dead in reality, he was really in my classroom when I was at my primary school, and I found this quite strange, what he was doing in there, but he didn't care about me or you, it was like a time cut has occoured in that strange universe bulid as a school. He was an outsider, and you didn't care about the other schoolgirls whose were seeking attention, you were wondering just like I did, why that boy was there; then you took
 my  book and you found a letter within the pages and asked me
" Can I?"
" Sure"
"what am I going to find in here?"
" nothing...only a picture...maybe..."

You opened the letter, it looked an old letter, those that were used many years ago when was necessary to send an International letter, because Europe didn't exist like it exist today, those white thin envelopes with blue and red stripes around; I sent a lot of these enevelopes, I had a lot of international pen friends, and I had grandparents in England and it seemed that like I told you, there was nothing in the envelope neither a picture but, you shaked it a little bit more and a picture came out.
" She is beautyful, really" you told me, and I smiled knowing that, of course she was beautyful, she was my mum...and then smiling at me with little bit of melancoly you continued
" just like you..and blonde, like you were the first time..."
you didn't give me back the letter and neither the picture, I won, you remebered me.

A sudden warm I felt in my heart, and I woke up wanting to continue this dream that left me so wonderful warm feeling inside but, the sun was already coming up, and the clock was going to ring in a moment...
I remained with this wonderfull feeling of you, recorgnizing me, without I told you who I was really... hoping that it was true.