i want certain things for you…………because i care and treasure you……………but what i what and what you do is entirely up to you…………you have called me deceived and a relic of the past, but i believe in things that will last and when you called the ”word” absurd , that’s when i became a bird and flew away…………………..

don’t get me wrong………. i heard your song about and easier softer way……………..and i’m here digging in the dirt………..my head and hand hurts and then i see a sparkle of light, a diamonds i strike and i lift it to the light …..a voice i hear soft but clear……….”seek and you will find”……..

so you will do what you will do and i will pray that you will find………..that it was never a problem with the ”word”…………….the problem was in your mind……