kaboom kaboom i hear a shaker in there somewhere,oh music beautiful music travel in every empty space fill it with blessings turn me into a soundproof studio,no turn me into a walking studio.My cd-rom is making love to the beautiful audio tunes of Mr Oliver Mtukudzi.In his music i hear the voices of my ancestors that roamed free without any concern about my internet speed or if my credit card is charged for my next pay pal purchase cos i surely do not want to taint my good purchasing record!Today was a weird day i cant place it,its also a day where i feel great things are coming to me  its kinda like scary cos its not planned by me.I always make mental notes about my next goal....................but this one i can feel its coming to me and im not even prepared for it.So i have like so many mental images that i caught today.The Bold and the beautiful i should call it.Dont you just admire kids their honesty how they make us laugh and also what they take note of,unlike us adults who walk with a mouth full of teeth and a brain strained by a contaminated hard drive! So this kid sees me and she goes "mum this man got hair over  his lips" now that was hella funny to hear it from a 3 year old kid but thats what the kid saw and she was fascinated by this living portrait of this man with a mouth full of hair.This guy must be a freaken weirdo why cant he just be like everybody else? I love kids i want to be as honest as a kid,so my journey carried on it took me to this mall where this South African guy told a Somalian lady she shouldnt tell him to keep quiet in his country,i think the media has covered alot of the xenophobia in South Africa so i do not need to expand on that.Right before i could chip in and attack this guy for his ignorance a lady shouted at him saying he is wrong.That brought a smile to my eyes cos someone stood up someone stood out and said NO.So often we keep shut like the bass drum and guitar in a band."never compromise who you are and the principals your parents thought you" that was the words that rung out to me,so i sat and reflected over those words,im reeling in the frequency range of the utterance it was stereo im pretty sure about it.Now you got me thinking again i wasn't suppose to think today, couldn't you just keep the thoughts captive for one day? Today i saw poverty i saw hungry mouths that needs to be fed,how can i feed them i have no capital nor am i a philanthropist.We need to sow seeds we need to plant....................i want to farm i want to speak to the creator who blows the wind to the one that molded me.........the one that speaks to me...........................the one that makes me hear these sounds................I am humbled by your grace