Diamonds are for evermore.

"Days we drifted over land and broken hills afoot,

A small troop led by a child who held a power misunderstood,

of destiny and will, they travel under the holy arch,

“they can not kill what they can not see” we repeated as we marched."

I read a lot.

A few things on this 7th moon cycle:

I've been visiting with the child of the sun again. Such a nice tale that I'm sure now will come to see the light of day, no pun intended, later in the months ahead I suppose. On the topic of light and dark and good will and faith... I'm stepping into uncharted lands to some degree anyway these fateful days. I mean, I can see there was a road here but the growth of brush is so dense and distorted that every move forward is met vigorously with thorns and wires that want nothing more than to snare me like a rabbits foot in that metal trap. My rabbit is with me, in the dark, just out of sight... ha.. grunting like a scary prop in my own 'tourist trap". Remember that scene in that movie when the plastic cast finally closes over the mouth, do you?, of course not... but I do. That's how I feel, just one last breath here as I cross over into the lands beyond the hill top. OHHH.. Evermore, ahhh... where have you been my friend.

On a serious note, I was talking to a random traveler at a bar last night on the outskirts of BOK, a place called "The Tavern", ha, quite the original name don't you think. He was talking to me about his castle and a maiden who worked for him, a shy girl who never complained and went about her business taking orders and helping around the place.. running the grounds day to day.. doing her job rather well and with much appreciation. He told me she worked for him for about 7 years but that she was leaving him suddenly, when I asked why, he said she actually had her own castle and kingdom and that she had to spend more time there to tend to things of her own. A secret she kept from him, although really it wasn't much of a secret, more so an unspoken thing. Considering all she did, that was hard for him, her leaving and all. He said she never mentioned it and that he wished her well and had a great respect for her despite being in a pickle and having to hire new help. He spoke no ill will towards her and actually went out of his way to say how much he admired her and would be there to help her if she needed anything from him. So why on earth am I mentioning this? Well, I wish people well... it's my nature and it's not a nature I find often on the trail. I seem to notice that most people have plans for you, and try to fit you into a box they built for you... out of some need they have to exist themselves. I'll get to the point... So, if for any reason you wonder about your own path in life and the people who are around you on the journey, ask yourself if they truly wish you well when it counts. My advice would be to try to keep as many people as possible around you that answer "YES" to that question. A few of the "No's" are ok too... they add a little flavor and entertainment along that long road to your field of dreams. Sorry for being so philosophical today, but I'm shooting a video for 'Stargazer" this weekend and my blood is running thin and fast, as are my wits. The ghost of sleep is trying to catch me, but I'm running hard and fast and without apology. Don't ask, 'Yes".

- evermore

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Quiet waters for gatherings

"Behold the war, child of the son,

To end all wars, thy will be done,

A last the trick to death begot,

the light returned, but not for naught.."

I notice as I travel down the river that I’m seeing less and less boats. The shorelines are a bit overgrown and there are odd noises coming from the woods at night. Ezra is with me on deck today, she's been down below for a few months… she’s not a fan of the water, I don’t think any of her kind are. There’s a certain ominous feeling in the air as I proceed down river to the falls… I think you have to cross some kind of crazy to reach the mad. There’s a strong part of me that wants to dive into the water and never come back up… at times it seems that would be so much easier, though I know that’s a false notion. I ride huge waves each day, morning to night. The sun, she brings a smile and a sense of hope and adventure as I chart an unknown course, feeding hummingbirds that frequent my deck… while the night brings a dark somber hopelessness that I often wonder about and curse. I hear stories of a phantom and dragonflies that rule the waterways, stargazer dreams and I wonder if I’ll ever see old comrades past the point of no return. And then there’s the rabbit, who’s been traveling along the shore with me… a strange beast large than 2 men, walking partially upright and grunting when it’s close. I sometimes think it might jump aboard and devour me like a carrot. I guess we’ll see what comes of the rabbit and his presence. I’ve realized that I wish great things for my friends and enemies a like, always, if only they could wish the same for me. If they did, perhaps I wouldn’t be on this amazing adventure alone. It’s odd, but I’m so grateful for such things. Failure on all levels is such a great tool to add to your magic belt of tricks. Shhhh… I should go, Ezra is growling, I think something is about to happen. Be well and stay your own course.

- evermore

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Sculpting a Rabbit.

"Oh theres something in the darkness, in the corner of my room, nothing but his eyes I see, and the white from his grin and teeth."

A vocal is a lot like a sculpture.. at least that’s how I see it. A chorus is just a part of that sculpture, an important detail that needs focused attention. The lyric is the design. Sometimes five hours results in a masterpiece, and other times it’s merely scratching a vague shape in the block. On rare occasion a finished carving happens quickly and a master wax is cast perfectly and other times the design is slightly off and needs adjustment and revisions. I suppose you can relate that philosophy and concept to many things in life. A photograph or a painting or a Business. I’m fairly methodical when it comes to carving and that is the fun part of it for me. It also causes sleepless nights as puzzles lie unfinished at times while my mind painstakingly tries to solve the riddles in the dark. So is the tale of the “Dead Rabbit” but a puzzle and carving with a good design, yet in further revisions still which I hope yield a better piece of art in the long run. I haven't figured it out yet, but, I made some progress in the dark and cracked a few codes that had me stuck. True to life, They ain’t all dead rabbits, thank god, "Master of Illusion" was a design without revisions. Zabble agrees. I had a great night in the chamber... the walls are alive and talking to me. I'm so blessed and grateful for every day. Before I go... Worth noting, I approached a red light last night at midnight just outside the city of Bok and I saw a large rabbit in the woods on its hind legs staring at me.. I just cracked a smile at it and our eyes meet in an unspoken glare that was all I needed, I think I’m on the right path, it’s hard to tell sometimes. Thank you rabbit.

- evermore

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