Spiritus Mundi. It’s a 6.

Do I attribute it to Spring’s fickle up and down all around weather? Was the cue a musical chord striking an emotional string? Does it matter? “SOC” (stream of consciousness) is a stream, so let her flow. Enjoy!

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Sweet child o’ mine, still walking in the cold November rain, how is it you find yourself on the road again running, running against the wind? As the wind cries Mary, you scream in vengeance wherever you may roam, running to the hills even as they fade to black. Life is hard and then you die you think standing on a corner in Winslow, Arizona ticking away the moments of a dull day, waiting for the train, gone dead train. Times have changed and times are strange… down in a hole… rally round tha family with a pocket full of shells. Can’t you see it’s a beautiful day, don’t be a casualty, cut the chord ’cause agony brings no reward  –  you’re stuck in a moment, take it away and everything will be OK. Effervescent smile, youth gone wild, you are young and life is long so hey, hey, turn the record over; don’t forget to dance.

Editor’s Note: while some may be obvious, others less so, my 6 is comprised almost entirely of bits and pieces of song lyrics. Inspiration for a Six told in their own words.