Let me suggest that we all have the same goal: At the end of the day we are all looking for unconditional, total, absolute integration. Samadhi. Enlightenment. Total peace. Heaven. Nirvana.
I really hated modern jazz. There is no melody––or at least that is what I thought––just a diarrhea of sound that gave me a headache. Well, as God would want it, my 17-year-old son is a fanatical aficionado of jazz. He plays the saxophone and studies jazz at a boarding school that specializes in music.