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My Mausica brothers and sisters, clearly this is a season of "passages" or "transitions" euphemisms for death......us Mausicans coming to terms with the reality that despite the robustness of our spirits, we too, like our ancestors must ultimately commit to dust.....
But something did happen at that place that is infinitely larger than can easily be explained...something quite magical....there could only be 220 of us there at a time, on the original model.....except for the pioneering first year.....and what came out of there in terms of human spirit, from days when lecturers stood at lecturns...and try to explain and to reason....
We are finding out, as the greats pass on, that Mausica itself will not die....
They did teach us in choir that with death the soul will jump for joy....they taught us the importance of myth.....
as they lowered the Cuff, spirits moved....owl was hooting, dog was howling, star was pithching, uhm hmm......
I looked around and saw giants.....that the place had created.....out of Jepson's little Library....
I have been wondering though about the mythical character the Ray-Ray man Fideray, and the importance of myth in constructing legacy...some of us went to UWI, and other places.....but it is Mausica to which we look.....it is that place that remains the guiding star...
Sokapoo!
Scratchy
(Theodore Lewis)
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