Now it seems so easy to see,my path traced in a dusted destiny –all these truths which lie in store,far beyond each African shore. I sailed across a world so wideto allow my soul to no longer hide.Barefoot, I stepped...

Your body died but that wasn't youhow could it beyou're not even dust nowjust energy returned to the umiverse.Existing only in the mindsof those left behind.Dependent soley on perceptions of you when you lived.But who was it that lived?The body you inhabited did...