Beautiful piano compilation I feel is befitting for a Thursday such as this one.

This is the space I believe music like this takes me.

This is the space I believe music like this takes me.

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Day of the Dead

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I love hearing, reading about stories by Native Americans, sometimes also referred to as Indians. Here’s one I read about yesterday.

When I was a kid, a young Indian boy got bucked off a horse — he hit the corral and broke his neck. They had a big wake for him. This was summertime. It was a log cabin, and they had opened part of the wall to let the breeze through. In the middle of the wake, this horse stuck his head in the cabin. He was foaming at the mouth and the water from his mouth was dripping down on the floor. One of the men said, “That’s the horse that bucked this kid off and killed him.” And so they said, “Let’s capture that horse!” So they ran out and they got on their horses with their lariats and it was pretty close to dark, so they had lanterns. They chased that horse about five miles into the badlands. In a box canyon, they had the horse trapped — it couldn’t get out. And there was the horse laying dead, and it had been dead for about three days, same time as the boy. But we had people back at the cabin wiping up where the horse’s saliva was. This was a real visitation. You have that quite frequently. Instead of saying that the world is material and it evolves into spiritual, what the Indians say is that the world is spiritual and it manifests itself in the material. So if there’s a strong spirit, the spirit can take on physical form.

Will the Circle Be Unbroken? – Studs Terkel