The universe’s medium of communication is song; listen for the lightning in your veins, the dance of rain from your eyes, and the galaxies between your head.

music is my interpretation of the universe’s whisper and without it the Symphony falls silent; I cannot live without music.

if you would like to explore my galaxy, my playlists are on my spotify.

Oh my, you’re in luck! You found a lucky four leaf clover. What’s that? It’s trying to say something.. Click it!

“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you” - Matthew 7:7 ( 🍀 )

“What’s in there right between my hands right now?”

“I don’t know”

“All the people you know?”

“I guess.”

“Just the people you know? Everything you see. Everything you know. The world, Chuck. Planes in the sky, manhole covers in the street. Every year that you live, that world inside your head will get bigger and brighter and more detailed and complex. You will build cities and countries and continents, and you will fill them with people and faces, real and imagined. You understand? Don’t stop there. You fill the whole thing with everyone you ever meet. Everyone you ever know, everyone you ever just imagine. It’ll be a universe. A whole universe right between my hands.

You contain multitudes.”

(The Life of Chuck 2024)