In Egypt a great creative energy
is released with the falling of a u.s.a. backed dictator.
In Vancouver in moments of the Occupy space something happens.
A book on the labour movement "Poems for the Shaw"
is greeted with muted silence.
This notion of recording "A Week of Years...in Song"
did not arise in a dream but the beginning was
A revolution is not a bed of roses; it is a struggle between the future and the past.
Art is the opposite of dissipation,
in the spiritual, and physical sense, of the word;
it is concentration; desire that seeks incarnation.
Sacrifice is none other than the production of sacred things.
“The world is a dangerous place to live;
not because of the people who are evil
but because of the people
who don’t do anything about it.”