theother1anda2
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theother1anda2 · 4 years ago
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Victor Wooten with Dennis Chambers & Bob Franceschini.
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theother1anda2 · 4 years ago
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White People? Get Real.
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theother1anda2 · 4 years ago
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Lament
Lament. Life of pain. Regret to shame. Hope only weakens the shadow of death. Leaves a bloody mess. With indignant rage; become an unknown sage. Evil surrounds; chains they bound. Suffering projects visions of revelation.
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theother1anda2 · 4 years ago
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Live Concert. 
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theother1anda2 · 5 years ago
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Enlighten
Awareness comes through experience. Seeing into spiritual realms, which beseech thee from within. Rise above ancient cities to find we've always been, Poetic genius, déjà vu. Concepts that get us through. When confusion is disguised as prolific thought.
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theother1anda2 · 5 years ago
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theother1anda2 · 5 years ago
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Life’s Illusion.
It seems as though it's all for show. Who's truly here to help those in need? Caught up in a game of speed; further lost within their greed. So how does one find a way; make sense day by day? As the illusion of knowledge transcends reality.
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theother1anda2 · 5 years ago
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Stevie On A Peavey.
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theother1anda2 · 5 years ago
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"If the world were to follow you today, where would you lead them?"                                                 — Victor Wooten
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theother1anda2 · 5 years ago
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Revelation.
Illusions are perceived by the the eyes that are deceived. Seeds are sewn by the dreams we roam. Confusion disguised as prolific thought. Another day passes and answers become questions. While nascent hope transcends the impending darkness.
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theother1anda2 · 5 years ago
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theother1anda2 · 5 years ago
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It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken.Perhaps they're better left unsung. I don't know, don't really care. Let there be songs to fill the air. Ripple in still water. When there is no pebble tossed Nor wind to blow.
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theother1anda2 · 5 years ago
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Clave Journey
Trapped in an empty haze, reflection of a daze. Music is all that's left. Though diluted from a brainwashed mind. Yet still try to find the note that's right, always in sight. The meaning of life rippling by, playing so free.
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theother1anda2 · 5 years ago
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Mistaken Mistakes
Do not fear mistakes. There are none.                                                       - Miles Davis
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theother1anda2 · 5 years ago
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What do you do when bears attack? Play Dead.
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theother1anda2 · 5 years ago
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theother1anda2 · 5 years ago
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Grateful Dead Music
"I realized that the Grateful Dead's music was an open space, a journey, for people to get really absorbed and be free with. You hear it and are just transformed. It’s cliché, but it changed my life, it allowed me to know where I wanted to go."                  - Johnathan Singer
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