I feel the change that I want coming. Deep down I know I can’t bear life like this any longer. God is working. Time is moving. My heart is beating. My friends are with me, my family’s watching. What is coming? My dream I hope — the ability to afford all that I please to afford, and the cause being that I am a successful artist in many realms of existence. God grant me this, and I ought open up the world the doors of my perception in hopes of receiving the fateful fulfillment I yearn for endlessly.