"Suppose you scrub your ethical skin until it shines,
but inside there is no music,
then what?"
—translated by Robert Bly from the poetry of Kabir
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
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just another ex-jazz-musician/proto-rapper/Jersey-Irish-poet-actor/print-junkie/film-raptor/beat-hipster-"white Negro"-rhapsodizer/ex-hippie-punk-'60s-radical-organizer's take on all things cultural, political, spiritual & aggrandizing
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