It’s time to waken the voices in my head,sbring me back to the waters edge.sThere is only me, and I can be good.sDo you see the visitors that have come to me?sThey know I’ve been led astray,sBut they’ve come to put me back on track,sBack on the right track.sLike a man inspired I am ready to create,sInstilled with the breathe of those who’ve come before me,sEnabled to bring forward the secrets of long ago.sMy hands are theirs to guide on this journey,sMy voice is theirs to use to speak the words that have yet to be spoke.sMy heart is mine alone.sThey are here with me, looking over my shoulder,sGilguls and Golems, and spirits of every kind.sThey sit and wait for a word to be written,sIt is theirs to devour.sAll I can do is disperse these notes unto the wind,slike messages in bottles floating in the sea,sHoping that someday, someone will come and rescue me.s-J