Born on a Thursday #40 – Diving into the Dark with Diamanda Galas

My beloved friend’s grandmother died this morning. His family was waiting for her death.

Another friend shared that when winter comes he suffers from sadness. He said he copes by diving into it rather than trying to run away from it.

I’ve been listening to Diamanda for the last few hours while I work. She embraces darkness so fully, and sings of topics our society tends to turn its back on—”her works largely concentrate on the topics of AIDS, mental illness, despair, injustice, condemnation, and loss of dignity.” (wikipedia)

A storm is rolling in, rain and snow and freezing temperatures are expected for the next several days.

Diamanda Galas photo by Chris Moore 1999
Diamanda Galas photo by Chris Moore 1999

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I'm a rock-n-roller poet who left the Big Apple for the Big Sky Desert where I've been letting it be and grooving with universal love, singing to the gods, dancing with the muses and bicycling with dreamtime messengers. I like altering my reality through imagination, movement, breath, and makin' stuff.

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