Speaking on Our Thoughts...

have you heard of a city
where the streets are paved with gold?
have you heard of a city
where the streets are paved with gold?
have you heard of a city
where the streets are paved with gold?
there are 12 gates to the city
hallelujah.
-Traditional

many pathways, many entrances, many various ways to reach the fortune. by the fortune, i mean not the pot of figurative gold that awaits us when we reach the goal of raising the $30,000.00 that will bring me from this rain-weathered tent. when i think of fortune and of glory, i now know that it is in the form of human capital; a mass that cannot be balanced by all of the shiny metallic gold in the world.

people are just freakin' invaluable.

people like Trazana A. Staples, who took it upon herself to contact the Michael Baisden Show and share the info on the Rooftop quest, with accompanying video. i don't know what she said or what she did, but the show called and within a couple of hours, i was telling our story to a nation of people worldwide. priceless.

people like Michael Baisden himself, who, after reading about the theatre and the fact that i was on the rooftop trying to raise needed funds, not only put us "on blast" on the radio, but he personally pledged $1,000.00 to the cause at hand. priceless.

people like James R. Threalkill, a gifted and talented artist and executive, who came out in the drizzling rain, and dropped a corporate gift that will allow us to manifest this dream i lie on top of on Clifton Avenue.

people like Molly Secours, Corabel Shofner, Chip Arnold, the list goes on and on, too numerous to mention or record, but all of them gateways to riches untold.

i've been blessed today, to have encountered people who came and placed both dollars and cents into a bucket for me to hoist up a building. i realized, more now than ever, that i am not receiving money from all the people who come. i'm receiving the blessing of humanity's kindness to one another.

that's a gateway into a city i never want to leave.