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Called by the Spirit, creator of all things, Protector of Life, Healer, The Peoples Guide. Freeing the Soul with drumbeats, the Shaman sings, Traveling other worlds, where secrets may hide. Restoring Life to Balance, with Peace it brings, between Flesh and Spirit, when Joy will abide. A lonely path the Shaman walks with Wisdom, while comforting the People, when troubles come. C. Bunton

What is noble? What does the word “noble” still mean for us nowadays? How does the noble man betray himself, how is he recognized under this heavy overcast sky of the commencing plebeianism, by which everything is rendered opaque and leaden? - It is not his actions which establish his claim - actions are always ambiguous, always inscrutable; neither is it his “works." One finds nowadays among artists and scholars plenty of those who betray by their works that a profound longing for nobleness impels them; but this very need of nobleness is radically different from the needs of the noble soul itself, and is in fact the eloquent and dangerous sign of the lack thereof. It is not the works, but the belief which is here decisive and determines the order of rank—to employ once more an old religious formula with a new and deeper meaning - it is some fundamental certainty which a noble soul has about itself, something which is not to be sought, is not to be found, and perhaps, also, is not to be lost. The noble soul has reverence for itself.   F.W. Nietzsche

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door."'Tis some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door - Only this and nothing more." E.A. Poe