Powerful words, images, reminding me of Kent State, of how much I don't know. And how little time there is left to know.
A "Diary" in it's true form, is, or should be, to me, a memoir. Personally revealing. Perhaps even painfully so. A look past the facade, a peek behind the billboard.
Music has a power to shed light on the world of the heart- the real world- better than anything else. The two together make a potent combination.

Thanks, Frank. I've got some thinking to do, and then if the diary is still active I'll write a comment of substance.
 This diary moves past the sterilized documents that have come to represent a "Diary" online.
 

Capitalism searches out the darkest corners of human potential, and mainlines them.