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moving on is not linear. healing is not linear. the process of letting go/forgiving is not linear.
~ Eye from a Bronze Statue. Culture: Greek Date: 5th - 2nd century B.C. Medium: Marble, obsidian, glass, and copper.
Ana Mendieta, Siluteta Series Work, 1973
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Jolene (33 R.P.M) - click for .mp3
Unsure where this came from, if not the palsied hands of the good Lord himself.
Simple premise: Dolly Parton’s “Jolene” slipped from 45 to 33 rpm. Nothing more; no studio trickery, no trip hop drum breaks. The guitar lopes back in and around itself. The bass becomes elastic, hot rubber. The violin stabs become sustained cello lines. The backing choir’s split harmony rattles around, slinking ghostly into the corner. And most importantly, Parton’s once-frantic vocal is transformed from bubblegum country scrawl into something approximating field holler reverence.
An already perfect song made transcendental..
Who would win in a battle for my immortal soul: the devil on his fiddle or “Jolene” at 33 RPM
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nonduality as duality: trusting this valley, trusting the process.
trusting my process
A clock without hands is my kind of thing. You don’t see time passing.
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“When all the world seemed to sing, why, why did you go? Was it me? Was it you? Questions in a world of blue…”
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