I sit here and look to my left...where many images are floating still on the while canvas wall...I'm hoping one day they will be much more than images...I project my voice into the world of technology and I send it to the saviors on the other side...they respond with eagerness...I fly to the other side where my training begins...my voice floats across the studio...my body flows to the rythem of the bass...shhh...the angel aproaches when the sound stops...my heart races as if a Lamborghini...my mind flies away as if a frightened pigeon...his voice goes through my head as if wind goes through a hollow tree...I am invited to roam away with this