BROKEN
“…Brother John, have you seen the oldest daughter, standing there with broken wings…” Willie Nelson
FROM BRETT: Most of my life I’ve been in search of some place I could never find. A place I hope to find. This collection is the result of my emergence from the night; alive, emerging to find love on the other side. Some powerful force has carried me; an angel who stands at my bed, a whispering God who counsels my thought, or an ancient Indian princess who chants freedom, all meaningless words to describe indescribable love.
DAY DREAMING: I think about about mysticism, philosophy, theology, shamanism, the Holy Spirit, the Teachings of Christ, Buddhism, death, life after death, coincidence, synchronicity, chance, good luck, bad luck, no luck and the meaning of life. Sometimes I awake up in the morning and my wings feel broken. Wearing the feathers of fear I sing to the spirit and people who have carried me. I narrowly escaped my death in the ra...