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We’re all Children of our Time
I always thought old age, death, or insanity would quiet their voices. I’m not insane. At least not yet. And even though I’m not dead, I’m much older. The voices are the songs, movies and art of the 1960’s. They were imprinted on me as my first impressions, my earliest memories. The voices seemed like implied promises. Do whatever you want, whenever and with whomever. Peace, love and happiness for ourselves and for the world. It was a dream that almost became reality. “Almost” is the problem. It has always been that way. The serpent promised in the Garden of Eden that we would be like God, “For God knows that when…
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Hip Hops, Blues Rocks, Jazz Bops
Life has a rhythm. Because God put it there. When hip-hops, blues rock and jazz bops it’s because of one thing. Time. Time is a created entity, put into three-dimensional existence by God. Without time, there would be no music – nothing to play against. Without time, music, and life, would have no improvisation, counterpoint, syncopation, harmony, diversity. It’s all here for us, orchestrated by the hands of a loving, powerful and creative God. Rock on.
