In honor of my ancestral grandfather,
~^~ Keeper of the Light ~^~
Sparks of the Tempest
Blood in the sand, a cry in the street
Now the cycle is nearly complete
Ten thousand years, and nothing was learned
No turning back, now the wheel has turned
Big Brother is watching and he likes what he sees
A world for the taking, when he’s ready to squeeze
The King and the Queen are gone, each piece is the same
The difference between us is a part of the game
Soothsayer saying now tell me no lies
What is this madness that is filling the skies
Spreading like wildfire, fallin’ like rain
Though they may promise, they only bring pain
Keeper’s Bow
Keeper of the Light
My Creed
Imagine: God speaking something into existence:
Thought
Spoken/Word
It is Written (along eternal lines)
~^~
Imagine: God speaking something into existence – now.
Awakenings 
Kansas: “Nobody’s Home”:
I came to learn perhaps to teach but I can tell somehow
The world that I was sent to reach has got no future now
[…] Ten thousand years, and nothing was learned No turning back, now the wheel has turned […]
In honor of Native Americans, another song from Kansas:
“People Of The South Wind”
There are some who can still remember
All the things that we used to do
But the days of our youth were numbered
And the ones who survive it are few
Oh, I can still see the smiling faces
When the times were so good
All in the old familiar places
I’d go back if I could (to the)
People of the south wind, people of the southern wind
It’s the people of the wind, I got to be there again
Now we’ve traveled all across the oceans
And we’ve seen what there is to see
But I guess it’s not the proper solution
Cause it’s all about the same to me
Now I look back and it makes me wonder
Why we just couldn’t see
All of the battles we fought and won there
And I wish that I could be with the
People of the wind
I want to see ’em again
It’s where we used to be free
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You are always heard ~+~
They are more proud of you than you know ~^~
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~^~ ~+~ ~^~
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