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Soul Music

Well I did the phonecall thing and his mum has decided she can’t part with his ashes so she keeping him close to her. Down the bottom of the other side of the country, so my goodbyes are going to have to be in my own special way. In a way it’s a relief not having to relive all the funeral hoohah again and the dramas that came with it. Had a good chat with friends who are involved and we have decided we will have a special thing ourselves later on. Thursday been was the actual day of his passing but I just couldn’t bring myself to write about it. I did however have a wee candle burning for him. So this week isn’t going to be as hard as I anticipated. Just memories and both I and a friend today agreed it doesn’t feel like a year has passed and most of it still feels as raw as it did then.

I have for years spoken to clairvoyants and given readings of my own to people who have needed them. The conversation I had today was interesting. He was such a skeptic in life, anything spiritual was complete and utter bollocks and nonsense as far as he was concerned. Three separate clairvoyants have spoken to various people that were close to him and all have said one thing which makes me smile … they had no idea he was so adamantly skeptical, the message …”fuck me … it’s real!” … and apparently the boy has a grin on him a mile wide and they describe him as being like a kid in a candy store. What freaked me out even more was a friend had been to a renowned clairvoyant in NZ only a couple weeks ago. He is well known through a television series regarding psychics and old unsolved murder cases. The guy is fucking amazing and I have no doubt in my mind as to the gift he carries. He asked the audience in which my friend was sat if anyone knew a short guy with a goatie, a small foxy beside his feet, name starting with G, has guitars around him … and then proceeded to mention hanging … she got up and left, too shell shocked and dumbfounded and upset to say anything. He’s a shit, he’s been having various contact through spirit for the last few months, and freaking everyone out in the process.

So yea, I am curious and would love to be able to have contact with him in spirit. Just to hear something from him would mean so much. He obviously has something he wants to say and the impatient bugger he is … he’ll keeping coming back till someone hears him. I could quite easily go to a clairvoyant I speak to when the need arises, shes amazing, always has useful insight into things when I need a little guidance with my own dealings. Maybe it’s time to go to her again.

If guitars could talk, then this is what they sing ….

You taught me to “see” music, to “hear” music and for that I am forever grateful.

You showed me the likes of Joe Satriani, Frank Zappa, Steve Vai and even shoved your obsessive love for the Beatles upon me … and i kinda like them alot more than I did. The musical encyclopaedia as we used to call you. Thank you. x

I loved it when you played this ….

Dedication to a very special friend who lives in my heart.

It’s been one year since you last graced us with your presence and you are sorely missed by all.

In spirit and in life <3.

Always with you, Always with me

RIP Speedles x

3 Responses to “Soul Music”


  1. petite1nz
    on Nov 30th, 2008
    @ 09:25

    *huggles* Wolfie. Dealing with death of a loved one is never easy. This has been harder. He shared much with you when he was alive. Think too that maybe he has shared with you in his death as well. xx Pet


  2. Liras
    on Nov 30th, 2008
    @ 13:09

    I extend my deepest sympathies to you. I know the pain of loss.


  3. vanimp
    on Nov 30th, 2008
    @ 16:33

    *squishy huggles teh kitteh* … yes he’s about been a little annoying in the last couple of weeks … going to speak to a good person regarding it, I think there’s something he’s needing to say xxxx

    Thanks Liras much appreciated *hugs*

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