Shakuhachi Blues
That waver,
like the end of a long
dream flickering to wakefulness,
or an origami crane
unfolding between whiskey
poured and the tale of deceit
and a good woman done wrong.
Air flutters through this bamboo
tube, and it seems I control
nothing. Inhaling, I try again.
A simple instrument that will take a lifetime to learn…
O at the Edges 
You are such a freaking rockstar! 😎
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Yes.
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Not on the shakuhachi. Ha!
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We are never in control my friend …
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So I have discovered! 😬
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Killer. Pulled up a guy named Rodrigo Rodriguez and re-read this to the tune. Brilliant.
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Thank you very much!
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Ah….. control nothing…… inhale…. try again. – that vibrates for me
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The story of my life…
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At the age of 19 or 20 I knew Everything! I mean I Knew! Then gradually what I know for sure has gotten smaller and smaller till now I’m near zero. Isn’t supposed to go in the other direction?
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Ha! I’ve experienced the same!
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beautiful ❤️
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Thank you!
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