i thought this was called "jamming"
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it's quite similar to the hippies, blacks, native americans
who used to "jam" on the steps of aquatic park in san
francisco in late 60s - early 70s
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the wide cement steps border the softly lapping shoreline
of the bay ... seagulls circle overhead, and on a sunny day
they would gather, with an assortment of acoustic instruments,
including, but not limited to: bottles, drums, cans, washboards,
tambourines, bells...
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i could hear the beat as i disembarked from the ferry boat
which brought me from tiburon to fisherman's wharf ...
i worked my way to the steps, passing street artists/performers,
past happily-painted busses and tourists with cameras...
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i am really lucky to have had those experiences, even though
the masters of mind control may have been attempting to
"control" the movement - i am still trying to figure out the ways
in which i may have been manipulated... it's pretty heavy