You little wonder, you.

I remember being in university, sitting in my friend Timothy’s room in residence, listening to the EART HL I NG album, and letting it take us to transcendent levels of consciousness while our contemporaries were probably using controlled substances for the same effect.

Tim and I would talk, as only undergraduates can, about how Bowie and his music, on that album and always, were ahead of their time.

Today is a sad day, but I’m seeing so many posts on my Facebook timeline as an amazing way to dig into the artistic legacy that has been left behind for the exploration of the curious, the misfitted, and the madness inside us all. And that leaves me with more gratitude than sorrow.

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