Het Lemniscaat

Afgelopen week had Bart Schols van Canvas Jean Paul Van Bendegem op de afspraak, die een boek kwam voorstellen over de grenzen van de wetenschap. Bij die gelegenheid gaf hij ook een demonstratie met  de Möbius-ring. Zelf ben ik ook wel ene scheve maar het onderzoek van de heer Van Bendegem is niet vrij en onbevangen te noemen waar hij verblind is door de vooroordelen van Scepp waarvan hij aanhanger is. Iemand die de occulte wetenschappen zonder enige bevangenheid bestudeert kent dit oneindigheidsteken ook als het Lemniscaat, dat tevens de naam is van een nederlandstalige uitgever van jeugdboeken.

Round
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever-spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's turning
Running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of its own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half-forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly?
Was it something that you said?
Lovers walk along a shore
And leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
And the fragment of a song
Half-remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over
You were suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of her hair

Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever-spinning reel
As the images unwind
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Songwriters: Alan Bergman / Marilyn Bergman / Michel Legrand

Songteksten voor The Windmills of Your Mind © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC