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O Me! O life!

O Me! O Life!
By Walt Whitman
Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring,
Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d,
Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,
Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
                                       Answer.
That you are here—that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.


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Rooted In Earth

Leonard Berstein once said, “…And no matter how serial, stochastic, or otherwise intellectual music may be, it can always qualify as poetry, as long as it is rooted in Earth.”

Him aim in saying this was for us to understand that as long as your music is rooted and pointed to that which is true and human, there will come – at some point – a poetic aftermath.

Alas, may our lives, families, and businesses be rooted in such truth and humanity. May we be pointed at what was true 10,000 years ago, what is true and human today, and what will be true and human 10,000 years from today.

“Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring,
Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,
…. What good amid these, O me, O life? Answer:

That you are here—that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.” Walt Whitman

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