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Tom Waits

Tom Waits, born on December 7, 1949, is an influential American singer-songwriter and actor. Known for his unique musical style that blends blues, jazz, folk, and country elements, he is often referred to as 'the oddball of American music.' Waits is renowned for his distinctive voice and expressive lyrics, and his work has earned high praise in both the music and literary worlds. more

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“The heart is always young. The heart lives in the moment. It never accumulates the past. It lives in the here and now. The mind is always old. The mind accumulates  the past. It goes on accumulating  experiences. It goes on becoming older the more experiences it accumulates. That is why the heart and the mind never are in agreement, because the heart lives in spontaneously in the moment and the mind talks about the past. The mind can never know reality, because the past is standing between like a wall. And the wall becomes bigger every day. That is why children are more alive, loving, spontaneous and beautiful than old people. Old people lives in the past and everything spontaneous is impossible for an old man. Love give you a feeling of being alive, but marriage is an invention of the mind. Marriage is a poor substitute for love. Marriage is an institution, which is more safe, economic and worldly. The organized religions are also inventions of the mind, and it was mind that crucified Jesus. Only the heart can move into meditation. Only the heart is the hope for man: if man moves from the head to the heart, and starts to listento the heart and follow the heart. That is the only hope for man.”

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