Written from the place I seem to have access to, that rarely bleeds the lyrics of my life. The flow of essence, in grace and poise...which I just might happen to possess....in my sleep. When even then I'm fighting the victories I create when I'm suppossedly awake. I know, I know. A circle hath begun. For isn't that not all life...the all that humans create. Pattern succeeding pattern to learn what we can't back home. I say again...thank you...thank you for choosing to be here. THANK YOU! Now just help me..please..translate that into my life in a way that moves the world so we may all see the beauty so fervently available to us. I love you. Awww I do.
