At the many concerts at Stony Brook, you saw me dance the music into a trance. It was my expression in bearing my witness concerning the Father and the Son and all that which would yet come. Those were the days of my youth when I began to feel the power of our future yet to come. It seemed to me my very soul was a link between heaven and hell. My hands and heart did dance the part in helping the music flow. Those who saw will remember still the growing of my soul. Now is the time for you to know the true witness of my heart. Dreams and visions of days gone by and others yet to come. I saw the very fibers of this earth and its history down through the portals of time beyond the human mind. Together we rode that train beyond all pain into the sun's greater light. This and more I felt and saw in that autumn of my life.
Isaiah saw it all and more as he wrote concerning our day. You would do well to read and ponder Isaiah chapters 50-55. These are the days he spoke of and we are the promised children to fulfill them. Let the Spirit of God guide you in your quest to know and your eyes will be open for all that there is to know.
I was a stranger among you back in those days gone by. I walked the campuses in sandals in bitter cold staring at the sunlight to warm my soul. I spoke in riddles telling tales beyond the understanding of men. I was still seeking the true origin of life and the true oneness of the brotherhood of man. With patience and virtue, the Lord led me down wisdom's path to the source of all truth. Oh, that I could pen the visions of the Lord for all to see, but this is not his way to share his treasures with those who have not yet paid. You must desire and seek on your own to know God's holy ways and repent of your sins having faith in Christ before He will bring you into greater light.
Those days of dreams, visions, and revelations hang heavy on my head. They were the driving force that led me from the mud pits of Woodstock to the mountain of the Lord. Just as the Lord freed Israel for the mud pits of Egypt and led them to Mt. Sinai so he also freed me. Together with God we will be led to the promise land. My life during those 10 months (8/69-6/70) is a shadow of things to come. Come listen to the rest of my story and see what God has done.
The Christmas season of "69" came upon me fast. There was a warning in the air that I must continue to repent or face God's eternal wrath. My car radio came alive with warning sounds and signs to help me understand. If we will only open our minds and hearts, God will speak to us through all of creation. For all the elements are His and seek to obey his commands by bearing witness of Him, His Son and the great eternal plan.
Christmas eve we exercised our faith by visiting the Rocky Point Lutheran Church. It was a candle light service from 11 pm to midnight celebrating our Savior's birth. We came forth in our humble attire to worship the living Christ. The message of our adventures was written on our faces. Many members were offended in our open display of discontent. I wanted to bear my witness by my silent presence. Our candles were lit and we shared our light on that Holy night. Our little band of a Woodstock clan marked another step.
At the many concerts at Stony Brook, you saw me dance the music into a trance. It was my expression in bearing my witness concerning the Father and the Son and all that which would yet come. Those were the days of my youth when I began to feel the power of our future yet to come. It seemed to me my very soul was a link between heaven and hell. My hands and heart did dance the part in helping the music flow. Those who saw will remember still the growing of my soul. Now is the time for you to know the true witness of my heart. Dreams and visions of days gone by and others yet to come. I saw the very fibers of this earth and its history down through the portals of time beyond the human mind. Together we rode that train beyond all pain into the sun's greater light. This and more I felt and saw in that autumn of my life. 