46 years ago on this day at this time my Mother gave birth to baby boy, weighing in at 11lb 1oz and was given the name of Charles Herbert Spires, named so after his Grandfather on his Father's side. 46 years later Caspar Smith sits with his mother eating birthday cake, wearing a rose gold chain with a rose gold Dharma wheel pendant, which his mother gave as a gift to mark the occasion. They sit together, warm, comfortable, with all they need and not wanting any one thing, safe in the knowledge that things could be so much worse, and how lucky they are to have each other and what they have. I am that baby boy born that day, i am Charles Herbert Spires AKA Caspar Smith. In an earlier post i mention my brothers murder conviction, it was the basis of that conviction that Caspar Smith was born but not born in the normal seance we are all familiar with, born from fear, created out of desperation, escaping the nature of past lives, reinventing for a safer, stronger, more secure future. My profile picture above represents that rebirth, from fear, in to fear, to fly in the face of fear and say 'hey you! I'm not scared of you no more! here i am! if want me! . take me'! I'm location my wounds and I m digging right in, come on!!! Do your worst!!!!
Day 44 of OU studies.
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