Blue Key, Black Clue: A Truth That Leaves No Trace
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Written by Chris Floyd   
Monday, 05 March 2012 01:34

In "honor" of the Russian "elections," here's a song that was born in Moscow. It's a little something of the other side of that history-battered land, something drawn from the strangely compelling spiritual depths that have supercharged and transformed the lives of so many seekers, native-born and alien wanderers: the "immortal communion" of mortal souls as they pass, and touch, in the brief strands of light. Something far away from the blood-soaked, iron-gutted ravagings of power.....

 

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