JOEREYNA

ive replaced two with two
fuel is fuel
the soul
requires
no ventilation
i can give a song thru the fences
the first is called Go slowly
and the other is A dogs version of the apocalypse
I hope you think they are satifactory
JOEREYNA

After inhaling the air and oxygen that my brother no longer depends (expired link) eating and drinking and smoking the earths supply that my brother no longer depends (expired link) have made a move towards a place of communication that must reach the folks past this (expired link) may take more than strings and (expired link) may take the combined consciousness of people listening to each song....it may be YOU who is reading this right now that can push the consciousness transmitters past human (expired link) can only write what I experience .I can only play what the songs that reach me ..TEACH (expired link) for (expired link) am and will always be, JOEREYNA.

When you brother dies you fall into a supernatural kind of (expired link) cant help my eyes that (expired link) thoughts that wander looking for (expired link) am here in the certainty while he is now a part of the (expired link) want to write what I feel but it is part of the (expired link) it has to be automatic writing with no speed bump (expired link) move forward as fast as I can until I reach a sort of somber zen and be okay about it .I will never be at ease about it. will just take cold breaths and listen to the mourning birds sing in the trees that have grown in my brain.

"At home...my wife can hear..while i am gone...my guitar playing in the other room...my voice singing in that same room ..often a thin harmonizing voice as well...well I get home, she tells me about it...I get the chills...she tells me she was not scared but soothed....she also says because. how I run thru song ideas ..or practice a set...That I leave behind an echo that can remain to be heard... for now its been a little more than a year...my wife painted the raven painting here...at antennahouse....."
JOEREYNA
thanxs for listening!