(this is my friend's rendering of a famous Medieveal painting of the same title)

Words & Music From Mingus
‘In other words I am three. One man stands forever in the middle, unconcerned, unmoved, watching, waiting to be allowed to express what he sees to the other two. The second man is like a frightened animal that attack for fear of being attacked. Then there’s an over-loving gentle person who lets people into the uttmost sacred temple of his being and he’ll take insults and be trusting and sign contracts without reading them and get talked down to working cheap or for nothing, and when he realizes what’s been done to him he feels like killing and destroying everything around himself for being so stupid. But he can’t – he goes back inside himself.’ ‘Which one is real?’ ‘They’re all real.’




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