I walk my dreams in search of my self always three steps behind and yet three ahead. When I wake I am never the same person for I am never my self, I am a multiple person. I am the many facades of the human mind I am jealousy, anger and happiness, I am but a mirror image of those around me and yet I am their shadow never noticed but always there. How can you call your self an individual when you do not know your own self, how can you call your self a man when you do not know what it is to be a man, how can you call your self a human being when you show no remorse for the things you have done in your life. I am neither human nor alien I am who I am and I become what I become.
the beuaty of the sun stone caverne resonated with colours and sounds close to that of the pipe instruments of the celts