A merchant which was in Leipsig for businesses on friday april the 11th 1727 wrote a letter to his wife. I asked for the nearest church and they sent me to St. Thomas one. Inside there was a man which was very busy in organizing an orchestra and a chorus. Somebody told me he was herr Bach, the kappelmaister. Then the mass begun and . . .
Little interest in music by choice, except Bach.
St Matthews is 'all about the dance'. Or that's what the man at HMV told me, selling me one of his recommended versions.
This and – Bach – Cantatas could remind me of Easter but this tends to be oh so 'religious' which I don't relate to or . . .
By James Perloff
My friend Rachael McIntosh was an alternate delegate at the 2012 Republican Convention in Tampa, Florida, representing Ron Paul for the state of Rhode Island.
Rachael had worked for a private defense contractor for years. Awakened by the corruption and darkness she witnessed, she left the defense . . .
Why? Why speculate? Investigate?
Because I believe God wants me to have light in praying/witness truth and love in writing.
To do what can, must. It's an act, not a 'performance' or indeed, for appreciation – although dear reader I, . . .
Donald Trump is a mirror. Beyond brain-scan level analysis, our reaction is the issue. Hidden/s only we might glimmer. To pretend we're not touched is called pride. We should make the most and use it/his presence, to speak-some. To us. About religion, gender, power, language, outsiders, insiders, money, power, sex and culture.. . .