A Vacation From Pop Music
When I was in Los Angeles, I stayed in three different motels, and there was no MTV or VH1
on the cable, and no "Pop Music" on the radio; None at all. The
taxi driver who drove me to my return flight was listening to some old style music that I had
never heard before, and I started to wonder about it, just then He turned around and said
to me, "I really like listening to this old music; it makes
me happy." He
was all bubbly and bobbing his head up and down to the beat. I thought the whole scene was
surrealistic, but, as usual, I didn't read anything into it.
After the forty-days, I had been greatly offended by some (not all) of the
Pop-Music over the radio, because I knew the origins, the intentions, and the thoughts behind
the music, through a divine power that I had.
When I returned from Los Angeles, I said to the watchers, "I got a
five day vacation in Los Angeles" and the Supra Consciousness said, "And Los Angeles
got a five day vacation from Pop Music."