Jasmine Cain is a musician I have spoken to a few times, a few years ago. Jasmine told me the story of Highway prophet. It was someone they were on road with, meaning motorcycles, and they had sage words for Jasmine that trip. Possibly more, though we will never know.

Lessons you can never learn

Bridges that you should have burned

Badge of honor you have earned

That no one’s ever seen

Count the patches one by one

Knowing that they’ll come undone

Rain will make the colors run

But while you watch them bleed

The lines go by as the tears you cry

Leave them lying in the shadows

Everyday I learn something. As a Táltos I understand how much there is to learn, and no one will ever know everything. They might know some stuff, however think about the word “everything” for a moment. You learn stuff daily, we all do, maybe not all of us.

We have all survived up to this point. What you have survived is the badge of honor you have earned that no one ever sees and very few even know about, if anyone.

I think about the patches I have worn, I’m a veteran. Those patches meant something to me. It is a time in my life I relive over and over again. Not so much relive, as I tell stories about those days. We have stories and that is where we share understanding.

Understanding is achieved is the stories we lived. As we share similar stories, we show we have much in the way of understanding.

That understanding could be what it’s like to feel the joy of riding a bike during the sunset, feeling free. However if you have never felt that, you don’t understand how that feels. I could try to explain it, however I would fail. It feels like freedom and if you have never felt like that before, no one can help you. You can make a choice to do something that makes you feel free.

There are tears as well, and I’m grateful for every tear I ever cried. I’m an Empath and there are many of us around the world. We cry tears that do not belong to us, those are the sweetest tears I ever cry. Unless you’re an Empath, you will never understand.

Chorus: So live like you’ll be forgiven

Breathe like you’ll never die

And ride like the road is ending

Keep the chains around the lie

‘Til the truth unlocks it…

Like a Highway Prophet

I can’t be forgiven.

You don’t know what I’ve done.

I have heard so much of this stuff, it makes me want to say “I have hear it all.” However there is stuff I have not heard.

The point is, you have to be able to forgive yourself of whatever it is. Now if you have to forgive yourself for the same shit an a regular basis, you might have an issue. You might want to talk to someone about that issue.

I work for free.

I picked my death and I live accordingly. I’m not going into that right now, however I have a peace that can’t be beat. That lets me breathe like I’ll never die.

The road never ends, we just hit points of interest. For me it’s the same as never let the destination come to mind and just enjoy the journey.

Whatever lie/s you are holding, they will come out. Typically someone like me will bust you wide open. It’s much better to be honest in all things.

There is no lie that will not come and bite you in the ass at some point.

Start where the journey ends

Find wisdom in the wind

But still ride faster than

Your guardian can fly

Fight for the inner child

Innocence turns to wild

With every distant mile

You’re bound to say goodbye

And you love and you hate

And its tempting fate

And your heart breaks as you turn the pages

Loops, we do loops throughout life. We do the same things, but the time changes. It’s never a full circle though you may have come back to where you started, you came at a different time. You have changed, everyone else has changed, and even that place has changed.

I moved to Carson City after I spent time here in my childhood, nothing is the same. If you take a moment to think, you’ll see it too.

You find wisdom in experience. Knowledge is good and all, but how much knowledge is false?

Wisdom knows.

I lived my life at break neck speeds. I don’t want to know how many times my guardian angel had to save my ass. No one’s that good and I am living proof.

It’s amazing how we turn from innocence to turning into the wild child. Then something happens, not for all of us, we grow the fuck up.

For me that was when I admitted I had a drinking problem.

I’m an alcoholic.

I’ve been sober for 16 years though I do have an occasional alcoholic beverage. The last one was several years ago and it was coffee with a shot of Irish cream. I spent the next few hours talking myself out of having another one, and that I could do this once a week, and… I’m an alcoholic.

The tears my drinking caused was when I was younger, I thought I couldn’t be forgiven for something I had done. Had I quit drinking then… a lot pain would have been avoided and the heartache would have never happened.

However it did happen, and I did do dome shit, I have had 4 wives, I have done some shit.

However I have changed and no one should ever be held accountable for the changes they have made.

Each and everyone of us can be forgiven, however just don’t make it a habit.