We can choose to transcend our past trauma and 'convert' horrible memories into painful awareness . . . Wisdom. It's the only thing we mortals can do. . .
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Elevator Music - Henry Taylor
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a tune with no more substance than the air,
performed on underwater instruments,
is proper to this short lift from the earth
Its hovers as we draw into ourselves
and turn our reverent eyes toward the lights
that count us to our various destinies.

We're all in this together, the song says,
and later will descend. The melody
is like a name we don't recall just now
that still keeps on insisting it is there.
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huh
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I just like to bater in elevators that go:
up
&
down
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It's fun to pop chewing gum in elevators.
Offer thee other folks 'Juicy Fruit' gum.
Take can of 'Ginger Ale' and burp 7-up.