I am in here.
This song of the waters is audible to every ear, but there is other music in these hills, by no means audible to all…. On a still night, when the campfire is low and the Pleiades have climbed over rimrocks, sit quietly and listen … and think hard of everything you have seen and tried … Continue reading qotd
It occurred to me last night, listening to the wind through the open window through the bare trees on the hill opposite, that the quality of the sound must change throughout the year as the trees grow and lose their leaves. It happens so slowly that it can’t be noticed unless you’re listening for it … Continue reading Sound
For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry. For he is the servant of the Living God, duly and daily serving him. For at the first glance of the glory of God in the East he worships in his way. For is this done by wreathing his body seven times round with elegant quickness. For then … Continue reading from Jubilate Agno
I guess you kind of had to have been there….. From Crossing the Rubicon2: Overheard In the coffee room of Powell’s bookstore, three teenage boys with spiky hair and skateboards were reading Interview magazine and discussing the current music scene. The conversation turned to Robert Zimmerman, a.k.a. Bob Dylan. Said one: “I don’t get why … Continue reading Bob… Dylan?
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