Ziggy’s Diary: 23

They sing the names of god.


All of them.

The names of the gods unlock the shuttered spiritual rooms inside us. Each one a key to a different lock. And when you sing them you invoke them inside yourself. How did I not know this before?

Shiva, Ram, Krishna, Govinda, Gopala, Radhe, there are so many. Om is like a sledgehammer beating on the door. These names are lockpicks and keys and screwdrivers for taking your soul apart. They’re the vitamins of the soul, the balanced diet. How did I not know this? Or a better question: why doesn’t everyone know this? Because I did know it, sort of, I just didn’t have an explanation for it.

More later.

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Comments 2

  1. LenaLena wrote:


    I love kirtan. Have only done it for a couple of hours at a time, but it is the best.


    LenaLena Reply:

    And funny how Daron has a similar experience with it in Japan….. around the same time?


    ctan Reply:

    Pretty close, anyway.


    ctan Reply:

    It’s fun, isn’t it?


    Posted 17 Mar 2014 at 12:19 pm
  2. starrynight wrote:

    Keeping checking in to see if we are back to Daron’s. It’s nice to know what Ziggy is up to, but isn’t this suppose to be Daron’s Guitar Chronicles.


    ctan Reply:

    It’s only Ziggy’s for a month. Check back in about ten days, my friend.


    Bill Heath Reply:

    This is supposed to be Daron’s coming of age story, coupled with coming out and the best fictional account of eighties rock and roll I’ve ever read.

    Trust ctan. Ziggy is perhaps the most important element of Daron’s growth and evolution. This stuff is important.


    Posted 18 Mar 2014 at 7:21 am

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