Hello internet pals of music. Today we’re calmly washing over ourselves with some of the founder of the Far East Family Band’s later solo work.
Feel your feet on the ground.
The ground is solid. And roughly 25 miles deep beneath you. That’s like, 40 km for the rest of you non-’murricans?
Feel your place on it’s bedrock.
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The planet is spinning, held in space by conditions existent since before time. And on this cosmic whirling dervish, we are held in place by the same conditions. Everything has a place within the universal program. Shit just works.
Yet, everything is also chaotic and volatile.
Yin and Yang, homeboys and homegirls.
Sometimes I have to pull back and recall the larger pattern of the rug, not just the rug itself.
And, it’s a day late, but I had to get to the bank first:
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