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The Gypsy Scholar, with a flower in one hand (or name) and a sword in the other, would on radio
"Rave on, rave on . . .
words on printed page"
"And twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond
They tied me to this table right here
In the Tower of Song . . .
I'm just paying my rent every day
Oh, in the Tower of Song."
Troubadour of Knowledge: “a man so empowered by the spirit of knowledge that he invites miracles" (or miraculous synchronicities of Argument & Song).
Note: The "Gypsy Scholar,” as a radio handle, isn't meant to claim the host of this program is a professional scholar; only an amateur scholar (with an advanced degree) working in radio as a “public intellectual,” who aspires to Orphic Scholarship. In a similar way, the Tower of Song is not from the Ivory Tower, but from “that tower down the track.”
“I embrace the common, I explore and sit at the feet of the familiar, the low.”
“The office of the scholar is to cheer, to raise and to guide men by showing them facts amid appearances. He plies the slow, unhonored, and unpaid task of observation.”
“Ah ye old ghosts! ye builders of dungeons in the air! why do I ever allow you to encroach on me a moment; a moment to win me to your hapless company? In every week there is some hour when I read my commission in every cipher of nature, and know that I was made for another office, a professor of the Joyous Science, a detector & delineator of occult harmonies & unpublished beauties, a herald of civility, nobility, learning, & wisdom; an affirmer of the One Law, yet as one who should affirm it in music or dancing, a priest of the Soul yet one who would better love to celebrate it through the beauty of health & harmonious power.”
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
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