Wednesday, October 3, 2012


A year ago my wallet was stolen. For two months the world demanded I prove who I was. The remembrance still creates bone shiver. I knew who I was. I simply could not provide what the world needed to validate their perception.  I am aware of my wallet now. 

Sweet Hands of have the same Knowing and awareness of who I AM regardless of what the world sees, demands or expects. I am not a perception.

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