Ok Viewers in ode to Will Keith and with honors to my buddy Tarl The Docktor is in. We need to get to the bones of the bird. It may taste like candy but it is good for you no doubt. I praise the wind and the earth. Honor my ancestors and those that are to come after I am dead and gone.

With joy in my soul I will make it known we never had all the answers but our love for each other united us all. Faith in our brothers and our sisters to defend to the death or liberties and freedoms from those who would wrongly rule over us. We rose into the clouds and found and empty throne, cause The King is inside us all.

We are creators and we make universes in our minds. We make Music and games and have fun. We need to stand together as Gods among those who do not imagine and help them imagine by letting them play games and make songs. Dance with the moon and let the sun we your light. Fill your soul with the spirit of creation and be your own masters of your own kingdoms.