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Under The Moonlight: David Bowie

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“... And these children that you spit on as they try to change their worlds are immune to your consultations. They're quite aware of what they're going through...”  ― David Bowie


It hits me in a foot-to-the-floor urgency, the visceral sadness. The hollowness that starts in fingertips and glows through bone, the despair of secrecy and the eternity of night. His passing makes me wonder what it will mean to live in a world in which his influence is something solidly of the past, no longer the present or the impossible future. 
For all of us weirdos, a leader. Someone who exuded cool in such a casual way, like he knew he didn't need to try. He let us believe there'd be hope for us in the future, that one day we'd triumph. When the apocalypse came and we were left standing, shattered, at the end of the world, we would know what it meant to belong. To humanity, to something greater than the sum of our parts. We would know infinity. 
And now, a footnote in rock history. A musical …