The brazen skyline shimmers in the blazing sun like Pharaohs obelisks once did. Providing momentary shade from the battering heat, for the homeless high school kids. Power Brokers move mountains while scanning the clamor from the view of a penthouse suite. The luckless lot with their boxes and bags traverse the treadmill up and down Main Street. Average, working citizens are strapped to would-be felonies to add to the local economy. While the preacher speaks to

Once upon a time, there existed a very intimate and special point in time If you ever sit and listen, you can hear the elders speak of it in old tales and new nursery rhymes. An earth-shaking moment, when an individual became something far greater than oneself. They became part of a collective whole, whose power superseded the untold details of death.