Must Remember

It has come to my attention that I may have just spent the last few years of memory in a stasis of on-going delusional depression.

Let's back up a bit... After quite a long run of inspirational journeys I found myself with my own band and living in a beautiful area with nature all around. Seemed like what you'd expect to find at the end of the rainbow. You know, happiness all around... music, friends, bonfires, and even a party or two!

One day I lost control of a door when slamming it in rage and there was no more guitar, no more music... it had faded away, into the clouds. So then it seems I dive into a fast moving stream, where the fish are smelly, and they all drive trucks.... but oh man the green that fell from the corporate sky! The thing about fast moving streams is that , eventually, you have to jump out or face the falls ahead! After a crash like that is is so very easy to assume that the agony inside is from the loss of the stream. When, in fact, I never dealt with the loss of my music.

So now I see, it not too old to be. For within existence, lies responsibility: to fly, to play, to sing, and to be.... for the universe has happened, only when it is allowed, to retrace these memories for us to enjoy.

That being said I now feel I truly understand. what has been holding me, making me doubt...now it is time to live my life!