Would you do something like that?

Today I was going to write about something completely different, but the events of the last few days of this week literally took me away and I need to share them with you because the experiences are still so fresh and the emotions so strong.

You know that famous question: What would you do if you knew the end was coming?
Well, I think this is a tricky question that can lead to many very bad consequences, both for the one who decides to follow and implement it, and for the people around him. Considering the natural nature of people. Isn't that right? When someone decides to live "as if it were their last," the results can be devastating. That's why one must be very careful about asking themselves this question.

But here I was in this black hole last week, as you already know. And then things started to change, quite unexpectedly and somehow naturally, precisely with the involvement of this question.

Two weeks ago I told you about this great artist, whose song I had been searching for for 20 years, and while searching for this song, I found others of his, few in number, but enough to impress me even more, and to start searching even harder.

Today I will not show you any more of his stuff, I realize that you cannot see or perceive him through my eyes, through my feelings and experiences. And that is precisely why it is difficult for you to be impressed by him in the way I am.

I look at him from the perspective of the era in which he created - 1991-2001, very difficult years for everyone. So I look at his creations as progressive for their time, different, very authentic. I look at his voice as a voice that has an impact, being itself, and being very beautiful.
And his brilliant lyrics to his songs... well, who could have written the following:

"I'll set on fire the sand in me,
You will marvel at this flame.
But as soon as the sand starts to boil,
It turns into glass, I know."

Or:

"The sunflowers of my sighs,
You want to take them like sleeping pills..."

As I said, against the background of other music from this period of the country's development, and against the background of the fact that I listen to specific music, selected, special and authentic, but never Bulgarian, and the fact that I am so impressed by a Bulgarian artist, have literally confused me in recent weeks.

But let me add one more thing: the vocalist of the band, the culprit of all this, is a great creator. He is not only a singer, but a guitarist, a composer and lyricist and a poet who wrote the music and the lyrics of his songs himself in the past. Now he writes songs for other singers. He is such a creator whose talent and skills can hardly be represented and reached. But his authenticity, among everything else, is one of the things that impresses me the most...

So, I'm finishing up with the ode,😄 it should be called "Ode to Yavor Kirin", that's the name of this great artist.

So, this week I found the song I've been looking for for 20 years.
First, one day I thought I could just write to him, to this great artist.
I'm just looking for a song, and his songs are almost nonexistent on the Internet. I'd like to hear everything he's done, anyway. And I want to find that song. As they say, "before something happened to me."

But the thought of writing to him, to this great artist, scared me a lot. How do you write to a great artist, just like that - "Hello, I'm writing to you because..."
It's so trite, somehow, so boring...

That very day I found the song I had been looking for for so many years. I was very happy. And yet... The possibility of writing to him, this prompting thought, once it appeared in my head, it just remained there.

And then this question came to the rescue: What would you do if you knew you were going to die soon?
And what would happen if you really wrote to him?

If you don't write to him, he will never know about you and your story with his songs. And if you write to him... well, there are different options for what could happen. The worst thing that could happen, I thought, was for him to copy my letter and mockingly post it on his Facebook wall, with a comment like: "look at the crazy women writing to me." If he was a mean and self-absorbed person, he might do something like that.
But he could also do nothing. He could not read this message at all. Or he could read it and not react in any way. After all, he is not obliged to answer letters from strangers. And as such a person, a famous personality who is famous for trying in every way to keep himself and his personal life away from the media space, such encroachments on his personal space by strangers could be perceived by him as completely unacceptable behavior.

But at the same time, you know my thoughts and experiences lately related to my health condition. So I just thought through all these options, accepted them, accepted all the possible consequences of my actions, for which I take full responsibility.
And I just sent my message to him, this great artist, оn messenger.

That was it. I did what I would do if I knew I was going to die very soon.
I had nothing to lose.
I didn't think I had anything to gain. I just did this thing and that was enough.

But the next time I logged into FB, I already had a friend request from the great artist, my letter was marked with a heart emoticon by him, and he had replied as follows: "Thank you! I will try to find quality recordings to send you." 🤩

Well, what can I say, except that I couldn't believe my eyes. This great artist not only didn't expose me on his wall in his personal profile to mock me, but he sent me a friend request, sent me a heart, told me he would send me records...

That was the turning point where everything turned around. Well, I don't know if he'll write to me again, I don't know if he'll send me the records. It was just the thing that turned my whole life upside down, as they say. I became happy, I now constantly find reasons to laugh and smile. I stopped thinking about those things that had made me sink so much until last week.

And this gave me the strength to accept with stoicism and a smile yet another scary diagnosis that I received from yet another specialist I was sent to on Friday. (I still have four more specialists left, and four more scary diagnoses expected.)😃

Well, if I find out that the end is really near, I will probably ask to see this person in person. As a part of my bucket list.
I am now almost 100% sure that he will not refuse.
At times I thought that he was a completely ordinary person.
But he is not. He is a famous artist who nowadays works directly with all the "big" names (not big for me, since for me he is the biggest) in the music industry.

But what made him give up his career as a singer and musician is something I would like to understand personally, and perhaps this is what connects me in some unknown way to this incredible artist, a "humble giant" and "enormous talent."

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P.S. The photos I chose for this post, dedicated to this great man, are from a special and favorite place of mine on the Bulgarian Black Sea coast, completely non-traditional and rare even on a global scale - the black sand beach in Pomorie.

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	Soul's Detour is a project started by me years ago when I had a blog about historical and not so popular tourist destinations in Eastern Belgium, West Germany and Luxembourg. Nowadays, this blog no longer exists, but I'm still here - passionate about architecture, art and mysteries and eager to share my discoveries and point of view with you.

Personally, I am a sensitive soul with a strong sense of justice.
Traveling and photography are my greatest passions.
Sounds trivial to you?
No, it's not trivial. Because I still love to travel to not so famous destinations.🗺️
Of course, the current situation does not allow me to do this, but I still find a way to satisfy my hunger for knowledge, new places, beauty and art.
Sometimes you can find the most amazing things even in the backyard of your house.😊🧐🧭|