When all is said and done I can look back on my life and how I got to were I am. I hope that I can see things others are blind too and pass on the sights and sounds, all of the ideas that have nestled in my memories, I hope that I can inspire others too not be like me but to search for who they really are. I wish that I can also find someone to learn these things with and find out what truly binds as people together I dream to sit on the summer grass as life moves with a beauty that only sight and sound can capture as the Suns radiance dims on the lip of the sky taking in the vibrant sweet scents of the flowers like candytuft in the wind I wish to look to the sky with open eyes and an open mind to ideas that are seen as phantasmal shimmers In a thimbles head of color and madness i want to make, I want to feel, I want to be those mysterious spectrums of sound and sight I want to learn and to teach the cacophony that is human nature to those whom would sit and listen to my story and see it the way they always should have.
