Consideration of my state doubled me back through a labyrinth of realizations and understanding. I set fire to a few things and watched the ashes of those spirits take to the eddying winds. Then I set off to find a new place in the labyrinth of being. Once I did, I needed different music. Here is the song that volunteered itself.
Lynyrd Skynrd, ‘They Call Me the Breeze’.
Michael Seidel, writer 
I like this one: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SM3jgkChV6M
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A classic, Bob. Thanks.
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Not that I ever needed those three steps, you understand.
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No, I’m sure you led a pure life and never needed anything like that…except maybe in the sixties.
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