Alberto Roman

Moaning and shouting out from through the dis synchronized edges of my heart and root chakras, and up, I would weep, scream, and laugh bordering on dementia. My beautiful sex and heart on the border of asylum from all those wicked loves. I yelled. My soul still affirming love through these lacerations and disconnections. The pain of love's darkness: reaching out, contact, betrayal, rage, sadness, despair. All those currents accelerated through my breathing up and down my body to exit as intense velocities varying in texture, color and speed. These winds funnel out to clear obscene pollen, detritus, debris, from past histories of ritual amorous rejection and death.... Then.....a Quantum Shift.... Nothing..........peace........ I move deeper. Birthing. The ordeal of being born. THe terrifying beauty of it all......I cry new born tears....I am both in pain and aware of myself as full of love, creativity in potential.....further, Further in....travelling in some strange reversal of my

for Cathryne You are my beloved, You are Sensuous, Wise, Creative, Profound, Playful, Mysterious, Kind and Full of Exotic Powers. The world is brighter with you in my life. You are that second Sun. You inspire me and bring out the best in me. It's your words, the way you look at the world, your laughter, your smile: Your Magical Art of Living Free. I love how you listen to the deep rhythms of your Soul and respond with authenticity and grace when the time is right. I am so fortunate in how you love me. I am so grateful for your touch and understanding. You belong to the World and you give Life and love to those you meet. I can only give you my heart, life, and Absolute Acceptance of who You Are, beloved. I pray to all the Gods and Goddesses to protect you, bless you, and fill your life with all that is good and true Across the Universe. On the day you were born Creation was in a state of Delight. All blessings to you Always. In your freedom I am free. In you

So there I am with my guitar..... I strap it on like some fantastic trans dimensional instrument that will take me and my friends to the Unknown of our bodies and the Cosmos. My guitar, an old Ovation Acoustic Legend can get people to dance. Couples continue to make love to my music. Epiphanies occurred some have told me. Folks have gone to Deep Space through the voice of my Sounds, My guitar is where it would all seem to begin Music.....a teaching on how the universe creates itself? Perhaps. I was told from early on to Play music to praise the Divine. I was told this by an Old Curandera (folk healer) in Costa Rica. Make Music to Praise Creation. Music is a Devotional act She told me this one afternoon as I was learning about Medicinal Plants on the Caribbean side of Costa Rica way past Puerto Viejo. Not Long after her inspired dance her husband a well know Healer told me and our group the Story of How Humans discovered Plant Medicine. I have told that story only a