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to my most dar precious ones of all time. I have not written to you in for so long a that it is quite hard to think of what not to say. I have a beautiful time with y life at moments such as these when my fingers flow and I can feel the flow as they pass on through me. Never before have I been through such a feeling and exquisite awakens that I fear to tremble lest it awaken my soul will think. Have I ever asked it to call me back in the numerous years that I have rung at it's door? Have I not thrown pebbles up at it's window asking it to please dome on down from here and see my face? I believe I have and with my continued help and more uppity dear promise to tell you how it is. I haven't been keeping such good tavs on my mind for the past few hors and it has taken the way of green monkey guys riding a bicycle. I haven't really had a chance to ask it of what it is thinking and where it is coming from. does it feel as though it has been down this path before? If not then I imply it to seek it's shelter from the rain. The rain that holds you in and I hold you in my arms. Always there but never foreseen. It hasn't been proposed yet as to how or where it goes.