“When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: “If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right.” It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “No” for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything – all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary. ”


— Steve Jobs, Stanford Commencement Address, 2005

"i am sorry to reply here, but I just dont agree with your post at omnia site here and i dont want to start a flamewar or something there. I find it quite funny that you say listeners shouldnt give a fuck about that "naive" and "vulgar" stuff, because thats obviously what the authors see as the main point of the cd, because the music itself is completely uninteresting and unoriginal. also, i dont see what its got to do with anything "neoceltic" as you said.. to me, its got nothing to do with any pagan/folk/celtic stuff whatsoever, its just hippie. (the only exception to this criticism is "i dont speak human" which is actually pretty cool omnia song) and i dont just want to go around flaming or trying to piss you off, i just really had to share this. if you feel like it, you may cut my head for it, not reply, or try to discuss it with me, whatever you want. peace. and by the way, great music taste :)"

I liked "Musick and Poëtree"... Am I the only one?

No, you're not, Musick & Poëtree is great!

Quite. Musicianship and songwriting is top notch, it's crazy diverse and there are less ear-offending elements than in Wolf Love save for the casual overt vulgarism/naïveté, which no actual neo-pict should give a fuck about anyway, I Don't Speak Human, Xtatica, Who Are You and Nick Cave's cover are all instant winners with me, and hence I believe the whiners below are quite superficial beings who are more into talking than listening and obviously have little or no idea of what the neo prefix in neocelt implies. Now stop being hilarious, kids. Love

“There is no escape. You can’t be a vagabond and an artist and still be a solid citizen, a wholesome, upstanding man. You want to get drunk, so you have to accept the hangover. You say yes to the sunlight and pure fantasies, so you have to say yes to the filth and nausea. Everything is within you, gold and mud, happiness and pain, the laughter of childhood and the apprehension of death. Say yes to everything, shirk nothing. Don’t try to lie to yourself. You are not a solid citizen. You are not a Greek. You are not harmonious, or the master of yourself. You are a bird in the storm. Let it storm! Let it drive you! How much have you lied! A thousand times, even in your poems and books, you have played the harmonious man, the wise man, the happy, the enlightened man. In the same way, men attacking in war have played heroes, while their bowels twitched. My God, what a poor ape, what a fencer in the mirror man is — particularly the artist — particularly myself!”

— Hermann Hesse