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be fascinated and to seek faith as an absolute of the search. GăRâNA 2005
Just at the moment when the world of the clear-minded ones and
those chosen to direct the destiny of us all is speaking with pathos about 51
holy matters, about “patriotism”, about the defence of our national heritage,
about the wisdom and absolute legitimacy of those who give verdicts, about
the glory belonging to those who sacrifice their lives for the ideas of others
or about the honour of losing your life in the name of banal or sophisticated
symbols, about the exalted profession of those who mediate between God
and ordinary mortals, about the American dream and the Soviet dream,
about the unseen discretionary power of bank deposits, about the purifying
pretentiousness of black suits and the beatific gilding of financial elites,
about the dream destiny of beautiful girls, yachts, cruises and skyscrapers,
about extraterrestrial palaces and about the world that belongs to great men
who are so far beyond our understanding and themselves so mortal. What
injustice! When their whole life is before them and there comes a moment
when they have to lose it and together with it all the greatness, glory and
countless zeros of an idol which they worshipped and to which they were
willing to secrifice everything.
But I know that I would be different, perhaps very different, if I had
not listened to You Know You Know from the album The Inner Mounting
Flame and so understood that I belong to a generation born at the crossroads
of ideologies, a generation whose eyes are turned inwards on the sunset of
the years of innocence when smiling young people scattered flowers on the
barrels of weapons and sought in the creative force of Nature an alternative
to the force of progress as they tried to discover, in the deep recesses of
meditation, the place where the Spirits had gone into exile so that they could
encounter them and from them draw out answers. But I know that I would
be different, perhaps very different, if I had not listened to Dream from
the Between Nothingness and Eternity album or Wings of Karma from the
Apocalypse album. I would not have understood that even the innocence of
my generation was largely illusory, that a venomous seed had gnawed into us
and what we want does not seem to be what we want, that we are pottering
around the house for a world in which we will not be happy and in which we
are not happy and do not understand what it is we are really longing for.
And I felt that all this was somehow made plain to me by what the
magic of John McLaughlin brought together right then during my years at