Wednesday, December 14, 2005

words4home

time 2 return, 2 play music, 2 visit
2 remember who i was and who i am becoming.

1 moreprayernyc
2 my friends and brothers there.
w/ love from bisbee

from the brothers 2 vegas-the holy hour past.service in silence speak only of god and music.the eternal music at once divides us, conquers and admires us in adoration that 2 some defines-thus leading a life w/out longing....sever those ties binding 2 fly across the road, the sky winding through this fantastic landscape.still filled up w/ so much strife.dissect the body just 2 see and remove the malined if diseased now is the time if it pleases thee lord.im ready now unerneath this bridge in brooklyn town.the vast and free part sloping down friends&music a life @ peace w/u my brothers 2.why send this gift that grows so slow is it patience testing all the time.pass it on pass it on.
which elemets to be removed.and w/ so much 2 learn and time spent under the knife.distractions of beauty,bills,drama as it boils down 2 a simmer in bisbee,arizona.


... . . . .. ... .i - sperience
u - sperience . ..
them - sperience - conjugated reality
. ..
realizing the classroom im sitting in.