Rise up oh man of of heart, and soul. Give forth the wisdom from within. Give forth the innocents behind the knowing wheels of thoughts you hide behind your eyes. Hi Billy You remind me of wheels turning on a path made for walking. That place between the innocents of the child within and the m,an who searches for his soul When I close my eyes I hear the train tracks rumble letting me know we are not alone in here. We are the heart that seeks a greater truth behind the questions asked. You hold the words to songs within you and often forget because someone else wrote others words to sing. You become lost to the frustrations in a world gone mad and often look for escape withinyour own understanding. Sitting between the child and man you skate to places that keep you on grounds you are sure of. Even when you fall friends are there and made for all of time. You have a tender spirit and heart that ask for peace. Where is the love they say and you reply...inside I think and lets just get along without the fight. Your hope is someday knowing where you fit in in this crazy place and times and will the writer create his songs worth singing. You are the wisdom you hold on to, or let go of...In other words you are as you believe yourself to be. Your aura looks like a barbers pole with white and red stripes turning. Constant within your changes you seek to hold this moment close to you not wanting to be alone. Wondering if you matter and knowing first you must matter to yoyurself. You become your own contradictions and patterns in this path. Your spirit guides name is Auzzi. He is a drummer that can not read a note but plays from the heart and memories nmade sure inside. He will teach you to trust in your own ability as a writer and musician. He will help you be one with creation knowing you are only this moment and forever is all we have in this minute.
