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I felt the Earth move under my feet...The King is coming WOMEN


CAUTION: The next video contains earthquake images that might frighten some...



"I had a hard run, runnin' from your window.

I was all night running, running, Lord I wonder if you care,

I had a run in, run around, and run down.

Run around the corner, corner, Lord run smack in to a tree."

Bertha - Grateful Dead

Wanna get lost...and found...on side trip...side road? Then go exploring with this next artist/musician/guide...

"Wild thing, I think you move me

But I wanna know for sure

So come on and hold me tight

You move me"



"The following essay is adapted from Into the Mystic: The Visionary and Ecstatic Roots of 1960s Rock and Roll by Christopher Hill, published by Inner Traditions.

[from the opening] Cultures around the world anchor their identities in sacred texts. Preserved physically or in memory, the texts serve to hold back incursions from the world that could overwhelm their traditions. For marginal American populations, separated by their work, race, religion, geography, or economic status from the larger society, the text was often their music. In the 1950s some young American intellectuals rediscovered this music and thought that they could use it in an analogous way, to resist absorption into the consensus culture. Their attitude toward the old music itself was mostly conservative. They wanted to protect and preserve it—not experiment with it, expand it, or transform it.

The Grateful Dead’s attitude toward American musical traditions was not simply a veneration of roots but an appreciation of roots for the new uses that could be made of them. Unlike the New York folkies, the Dead were not looking to the music for a politically useful past. For them the old music was a place where the profane time of contemporary America opened out into story, allowing room for imagination. The old music suggested things to them that that psychedelics affirmed and amplified.


Folk music for the frontiers of consciousness...

[click next link to explore this essay "Furthur"]


"We were born before the wind

Also younger than the sun

Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic

Hark, now hear the sailors cry

Smell the sea and feel the sky

Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic

And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home

And when the fog horn blows I want to hear it

I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul

Just like way back in the days of old

And magnificently we will flow into the mystic

When that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home

And when that fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it

I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul

Just like way back in the days of old

And together we will flow into the mystic

Come on girl...

Too late to stop now..."


"I had to move, really had to move,

That's why if you please, I am on my bendin' knees,

Bertha don't you come around here anymore."

I'm a "fan" of Bertha and have included this wild wind machine that can move the Dead in several posts...One follows:

--YouTube has additional episodes of this British TV series...a series that includes a robot named "Tom"...

Be Grateful...there are Dead music boxes...

Backstory...Last month...see text after image and song...

I added these comments:

“I’m amazed but not surprised”…Now a young 76, I’ve been using this phrase to describe how I feel when I find things like your video. Seems these unveilings are becoming a regular part of my extraordinary “ordinary” life. A few minutes ago as I was closing our window shades, I walked by some shelves in our son’s piano room and noticed a music box. It plays “You light up my life.” This aptly describes how he affects my wife and I. I was then reminded of Caroline - a friend who has a wonderful collection of music boxes that have been exhibited in various places on Long Island. Add to all this, I am an enthusiastic fan of all versions of the Grateful Dead. And “Ripple” is in my top 5. Imagine how grateful are those souls in “heaven”…They now have Jerry, Pigpen and most recently Robert Hunter. Thanks for warming my heart with your talent… tOM

At the above link, click on this next image to see 9 images...



[from the article] "English history is full of powerful queens who have each left their mark on our culture with their strong and vibrant lives. Women like Elizabeth I and Mary I, who ruled in their own right, as well as famous wives of kings such as Eleanor of Aquitaine or Margaret of Anjou, are inspirational and respected historical names.

Yet women are far more likely to be forgotten in the swell of history. Despite their importance at the time, their impact is often snubbed by historians in succeeding centuries.

Queen Bertha of Kent, Princess of the Franks, is such a woman, whose influence on Britain could be, but should not be, overlooked." (continue reading at the next link)

"Bertha" - Goddess of Light

Bertha is a female Germanic name, from Old High German berhta meaning "bright one". It was usually a short form of Anglo Saxon names Beorhtgifu meaning "bright gift" or Beorhtwynn meaning "bright joy".

The name occurs as a theonym, surviving as Berchta, a figure in Alpine folklore connected to the Wild Hunt, probably an epithet of *Frijjō in origin.

"The bus came by and I got on, that's when it all began..."


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