when did l cease to see the light ?...Well its still shining.

 What l try to do on my normal days is share this kind of narrative, people tell me is often sharing raw, unfiltered thoughts on faith, personal struggles, community building, and societal critiques— Like to feel grounded in everyday life in where  presently reside northern England. 

The "spirit of the streets" here evokes simple gritty, communal heartbeat of urban living, where spiritual wrestling meets real-world resilience, rather than polished theology or activism. It's not about  professional affiliations but  very own candid opinions aimed at fostering growth, developing understanding, perhaps, just maybe a bit of hope amid doubts and cultural malaise.

Then there's the music which is a ever devolving into the stuff l hear and desire to share. 

for around 4 years been caught watching two guys try to fish while share stuff around life its challenges specific to aging plus health very specifically cardio damage. its not flash its uncluttered holds depth conversations carry weight. Humour is fall down reflect and communicate merriment. Last night Lloyd  coles "Why in the world " hit us all.

Beam in to the future From the palm of your hand 

Why in the world would you want to do that?
Ride out to the station
Stare out into space
Why in the world would I want to do that? 

So I was a young and modern guy
Wasn't It?
So when did I cease to see the light?
Maybe you were right
Maybe I'm all dried up inside
Maybe I'm not built for these times
Maybe I don't know how to live 

Got a working illusion
In the palm of your hand
Why in the world would you want to lose that?
I clung on to believing
Just as long as I could
How in the world could you fail to see that?
Hasta luego, modern guy

So when did I cease to see the light?
Maybe you were right
Maybe I'm all dried up inside
Maybe I'm not built for these times
Maybe I don't know how to live