He was born to be a Shaman, a community healer, a griot- the keeper of history and song. He was created to create; to tell the stories of a people. And yet, he wanders with a lost soul cultivating his skills in a time that is not his. In another time he would have lived on the land and respected its vast strength. He would have used the knowledge to heal his people. Each song would have been respected as a chapter in history; as a fine piece of art to pass on through generations.
In this time, modern day, he is a man of so much knowledge and wisdom that it often overwhelms. His talents are so seamless that you are convinced that you too can pick up a guitar and create a new song in mere moments with the same ease as his fingers.
In a world that values the dollar and a persons ability to earn at whatever cost, the ability to love and heal is not seen as an asset of any worth. At the age of 50 he has lived many lives with as much loss as any one person should experience. He lives in his heart and is therefore that much more susceptible to being broken.
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