It's been a dark and stormy voyage, but the old captain's navigated through it and as I tie up at the dock anticipating an extended shore leave I realize it really is . . . another day in paradise. May we celebrate together living and dying . . . in 5/4 time.

You Are Internal - Realist - Powerful

You feel your life is controlled internally. If you want something, you make it happen. You don't wait around for things to go your way. You value your independence and don't like others to have control. You are a realist when it comes to luck. You don't attribute everything to luck, but you do know some things are random. You don't beat yourself up when bad things happen to you... But you do your best to try to make your own luck. When it comes to who's in charge, it's you. Life is a kingdom, and you're the grand ruler. You don't care much about what others think. But they better care what you think!

Somewhere deep in an ocean
Far from air and light
A sense of sound devoid of sight

Emotions of fear and hope
Somewhere on a distant ridge
Riders cold and dark

Chills piercing deep to the bone
Night sounds all around
Set to a heavy tone

Images in an erie light A cold and distant moon
Quiet clouds scurrying through the sky
Sillouettes of time and substance
Marching slowly by

Somewhere deep in the desert
Heat and dust and sand
A thousand souls burned by fate’s heavy hand

Somewhere, slowly striding
Blended colors of blue and gray and brown
Broken dreams all across the ground

Shards of screams and trails of tears
A single solitary man
A quiet aura of strength and love
High on the wind a lone white dove

Through it all walks the one Known as the healing man

Dedicated to the memory of my friends who never made it home. Jon Kay and Steppenwolf say it best:

You know I've smoked a lot of grass
O' Lord, I've popped a lot of pills
But I never touched nothin' That my spirit could kill
You know, I've seen a lot of people walkin' 'round
With tombstones in their eyes
But the pusher don't care
Ah, if you live or if you die

God damn, The Pusher
God damn, I say The Pusher
I said God damn, God damn
The Pusher man

You know the dealer, the dealer is a man
With the love grass in his hand
Oh but the pusher is a monster
Good God, he's not a natural man
The dealer for a nickel Lord, will sell you lots of sweet dreams
Ah, but the pusher ruin your body
Lord, he'll leave your, he'll leave your mind to scream

God damn, The Pusher
God damn, God damn the Pusher
I said God damn, God, God damn The Pusher man

Well, now if I were the president of this land
You know, I'd declare total war on The Pusher man
I'd cut him if he stands, and I'd shoot him if he'd run
Yes I'd kill him with my Bible and my razor and my gun

God damn The Pusher
God damn The Pusher
I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man

For those of you who've been with me since I came to the Stream and who have shared the mystery and wonder of the Hitchcock Railway, here's the song that set the journey in motion. Enjoy!