Here's a grand video produced by "Playing For Change" who have gathered around the vision of attaining peace through music. This kind of effort cannot happen without the internet so God Bless the Internet and God Bless the technicians and musicians who participate. May peace come that much closer as you get the idea of global musicians playing with each other across the world.
An old friend, a musician, Richard by name tipped me to this. There are many other songs posted at the Playing For Change website.
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Some years ago my poetry took on a mythic flavor and I became a character in my own poems, a mage, "the man of the Northern Wall". This apellation is not completely fictional. My middle name is Noordwal, a Dutch term for north wall, though in current Dutch it mainly means north bank as in riverbank. I was told that an ancestor, a Portugese Jew escaping the Inquisition, settled in a small Dutch town and took this name from where he settled, near the north wall of the town. I have thought for a long time that -wal meant wall, think my mother told me that. A linguist might say that my usage is no longer common, is an older usage, but then the Inquisition happened in Portugal a few centuries ago, right around the time the Moors lost control of the Iberian Peninsula and the Jews lost the modest protection given them by Islam. Now I write as this mage, my poetry persona.
Mechanical designer for industry, now retired, once a Bay Area Hippie, went undercover in 1972, I've been writing poetry for years.
Contact: 3topper45@gmail.com
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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.