THE UNDERGROUND GODS ARE HUNGRY
The Underground Gods are hungry my friends. First š£š®ššš¶ šššš¼šæ passed away unexpectedly earlier this week, and today we find that on April 2 one of the original šš¢šššš§š§šš¦, š„ššŗš¶ š š¶ššš®šÆš (šš¢š®š¦š“ šš¢š³šµšš¦šµšµ) also passed away. I’d exchanged a few emails with Rumi about 18 months ago and got my copy of šššš©šš§š¢š„ ššš„šš¦ šš” šš¢š”šššš from him (š¢š¤šµš¶š¢šššŗ š šØš°šµ ššššššššššš, šøš©šŖš¤š© šŖšÆš¤šš¶š„š¦š„ šššš š¢š“ š¢šÆ š¦š¹šµš³š¢). He was very kind and left an open invitation to chat, which I’m kicking myself for never following up on.