David Crosby passed on January 18th. He recorded this music less than two years ago. He had a strong creative burst right at the end of his life. He may have known somehow that time was short.
This song is called "I Think I" (found my way). David does his usual take, which is to say "there's no instructions and no map." True, and not true. There are instructions and maps all over the place, if you have your wits about you. But as with traveling by a map, it's one thing to get a mental picture of a route; it's quite another to actually traverse the terrain. Life is like that.
David always had an odd infusion of humility in his arrogance. I found that appealing. He alienated almost everyone he ever knew, but he owned it. You have to have balls, metaphorically speaking, to go your own way in life. Everyone will question your choices; they'll all try to shoot you down.
Leave them in the dust and keep going. Go where there's no map. You may lose your way -- but then you'll find it again and who knows? You may bust into a vista never before seen.
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