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Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

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Jimi Hendrix
Jimi Hendrix

Jimi Hendrix, born on November 27, 1942 and died on September 18, 1970, was an influential musician. Known for his unique electric guitar playing style and musical innovation, Hendrix is considered one of the greatest guitarists in rock history. more

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“I had now also got to deal with the fate of my horses and my dogs... In the end I decided to give them to my friends. I rode in to Nairobi on my favourite horse, Rouge, going very slowly and looking round to the North, and the South. It was a very strange thing to Rouge, I thought, to be going in by the Nairobi road, and not to be coming back. I installed him, with some trouble, in the horse-van of the Naivasha train, I stood in the van and felt, for the last time, his silky muzzle against my hands and my face. I will not let thee go, Rouge, except thou bless me. We had found together the riding-path down to the river amongst the Native shambas and huts, on the steep slippery descent he had walked as nimbly as a mule, and in the brown running river-water I had seen my own head and his close together. May you now, in a valley of clouds, eat carnations to the right and stock to the left.”

“But when we have offered love and reverence of our own accord, and not out of habit, when we have been disciples and friends with our innermost feelings, then it is a bitter and terrible moment when the realization is suddenly brought home to us that the guiding current of our life is bearing us away from those we love. Then the terrified heart flees anxiously back to the valleys of childhood virtues, and cannot believe that the rupture must take place, that another bond must be severed.”

“No man, high or low, can keep from treading the path of love. For a husband and wife above all, a single night spent side by side confirms, they say, a bond established over five hundred lives. A tie founded so long in the past is very far from casual. All those who are born must die, it is true. All who meet must part. That is simply the way of this world. As one dewdrop may fall in its time from the tip of a leaf and another trickle straight down the stem to the root, one will precede the other sooner or later. Could the moment for that parting then never come?”