HE BREATHED CALMLY, SOMEWHERE FAR AWAY HE COULD SEE SAILBOATS OF MANY COLORS FLOAT EFFORTLESSY OUT TO SEA, CLOUDLIKE,FREE. THROUGH LIFE HE HAD SCRATCHED AND CLAWED TO HOLD ONTO HIS SOUL, THINKING TO HIMSELF "I WILL SURVIVE I WILL GET BY". BUT BEHIND EVERY PILLAR AND STATUE WHERE DARK THIEVES BARTERING WITH THE VILLAIANOUS, EXCHANGING COINS, BUYING,SELLING,EACH SECOND OF FREEDOM, EACH PLEDGE OF SALVATION, AND YET HE TROD ON MIND AND FEET FULL OF THORNS. WHAT DOES HE SEE? WHAT DOES HE FEEL? RUSHING BACK TO THE OCEAN LIKE SO MANY BEFORE. THE EDGE OF THE SEARCH, PASSIVE AND ROCKY, STRAINING STRUGGLING, WANTING TO CRY, TO ADD HIS TEARS TO AN OVERFLOWING SEA. BUT IN THE LAST MOMENTS A HARMONY SPREAD FORTH, ISSUED FROM THE MOUTHS OF COUNTLESS FALLEN ANGELS, FOR THEY WERE SAD AND TIRED AND FULL OF WOE BUT IN THEIR SONG OF SORROW THEY WEPT ONLY FOR THE WORSE. WITH THE PAIN OF DEATH AN ARROW IN THEIR HEARTS, CRY NOT, NEVER MOURN THE DEATH OF THE FLESH,RATHER CLEAR, BUT TRIUMPH THE ACHIEVEMENTS OF LIFE AS THE SPIRIT IS AT LAST UNBURDENED!!!!
Reason for writing:
I GREW UP AN INNER CITY KID AND WAS VERY CLOSED MINDED UNTILL I WENT HITCHHIKING AROUND THE STATES AND I WAS ABLE TO SEE ALOT OF GRATEFUL DEAD CONCERTS AND IT OPENED MY MIND TO ALL DIFFERENT WALKS OF LIFE. I MEAN THERE WERE PEOPLE FROM ALL DIFFERENT LIFESTYLES AND BELIEFS AT THESE CONCERTS AND CAMPGROUNDS AND THEY WERE ALL LIVING PEACEFULLY TOGETHER. JERRY HAS DEFINETLY CHANGED MY LIFE
Birth sign: Aquarius
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