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Language Is Wild - You Can't Fence It Or Tell It What To Do - And It's The Same With People. Even Under The Worst Excesses Of Stalinism Or Consumerism, The Human Spirit Will Still Express Itself.

We Are Animal In Our Blood And In Our Skin. We Were Not Born For Pavements And Escalators But For Thunder And Mud.

In Many Traditions, The World Was Sung Into Being: Aboriginal Australians Believe Their Ancestors Did So. In Hindu And Buddhist Thought, Om Was The Seed Syllable That Created The World.

Singing With Others Is An Unmediated, Shared Experience As Each Person Feels The Same Music Reverberating In Their Individual Bodies. Singing Is Part Of Our Humanity; It Is Embodied Empathy.

Clock Measurement Is Not Time Itself. In Fact, So Opposed Are They That One Could Argue The Clock Is Not A Synonym, But The Opposite Of Time.