Food For Thought

I sometimes have a dark taste in music, which I like to indulge from time to time. We were a generation who grew up with full expectation of nuclear annihilation. All I can say is, I judge music by its fruit too. It is sometimes surprising which music has borne positive fruit in my life. I have been reminded of a previous post:

A friend would often use the phrase.

“Feeding the wrong dog.”

I had instinctively understood the expression but had had no idea of its origins. My research has indicated it is often attributed to Cherokee Indians.

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A grandfather explains that there are two wolves at war within all of us. The little boy asks, which one wins.

The grandfather explains simply,

The one you feed.

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