Taken from the lyrics of Long Live the Renegade by The Answer.
It’s what I was listening to as I decided to write.
What happens when you give everything?
What happens when the stuff you have doesn’t mean that much to you?
I can pretty much put my lif in a backpack, and I like it that way.
What happens when we all get along and share things?
Call me a dreamer and I’m not the only one.
Imagine, I do.

One love, once race, and it’s all sacred space.

Jim your writing has intensified 10 fold since your recent “dry spell” which I wasn’t worried about at all. You have come back like spiritual gangbusters on high like the guardian angels themselves. Raphael and Gabriel would be proud of you. Please keep it up! I can’t wait for your next ‘rock N roll’ thought …..
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