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In a message dated 12/14/1999 04:21:23 AM, Sum kali 3 wrote:

>He sat still for a long time. Music will not save us, Otto Egorin had said.
Not
>you, or me, or her, the big golden-voiced woman who had no children and
wanted
>none; not Lehmann who sang the song; not Schubert you had written it and was
a
>hundred years dead. What good is music? None, Gaye thought, and that is
the point.
> To the world and its states and armies and factories and Leaders, music
says,
>"You are irrelevant"; and, arrogant and gentle as a god, to the suffering
man it
>says only, "Listen." For being saved is not the point. Music saves
nothing.
>Merciful, uncaring, it denies and breaks down all the shelters, the houses
men
>build for themselves, that they may see the sky.

He sat still for a long time. Music will not save us, Otto Egorin had said.
Not you, or me, or her, the big golden-voiced woman who had no children and
wanted none; not Lehmann who sang the song; not Schubert you had written it
and was a hundred years dead. What good is music? None, Gaye thought, and
that is the point. To the world and its states and armies and factories and
Leaders, music says, "You are irrelevant"; and, arrogant and gentle as a god,
to the suffering man it says only, "Listen." For being saved is not the
point. Music saves nothing. Merciful, uncaring, it denies and breaks down
all the shelters, the houses men build for themselves, that they may see the
sky.

"Poets do not go mad; but chess-players do. Mathematicians go mad, and
cashiers; but creative artists very seldom. I am not, as will be seen, in any
sense attacking logic: I only say that this danger does lie in logic, not in
imagination."
G. K. Chesterton 1874�1936 Orthodoxy (1908)

"The best poems are written by drinkers of water."