My quiet voice has won its battle with reason.
My inner voice is now free to speak the absurd.
My creative voice is free to discover a hidden Truth.

And so I speak reality in sounds and images.
I compose concepts in literary codes
to bring to life what cannot be understood
by those who listen only with their minds.
My heart is free to speak to others
who listen with their hearts
so together we can comprehend
what it means to be alive amidst the living dead
who confuse what they see and think with what is,
through the turmoil of their complicated minds
and retire into oblivion to pursue only pleasure.

And so I welcome the perfect blackness of a cloudy night.
I welcome the perfect emptiness of the sentient silence.
I welcome the storm wind blowing through the trees.
I welcome the plaintive call of seagulls
reaching out to my soul in my cabin by the sea.
I welcome the intrusion of nature into my mind.

As my presence enters into this vacuum of thought,
I lose myself in the vast expanse of empty space,
and I find myself where time ends and eternity begins.


This is where The Truth resides.
This is where my heart beats.
This is where my life
has meaning and purpose.
This is where my life began.
This is how I want it to end,
free of fear and longing,
with Mother Earth’s
sweet powerful voice
calling me into the night,
calling me into the night,
calling me into the night.
calling me into the night,
calling me into the night.
calling me …