this is a sing that I wrote when I was recalling a compliment paid to me by Richard Shaw Taylor, also known as To A, when we were construction partners in a business and almost married. He had a dime from Indonesia with a hole drilled in it that he hung from an ear-ring, and he said that to him the beautiful statue of a woman on the dime was me, and he wore the dime as an ear-ring to try to hear me speak psychically. Recently the same dime or copy of it was shot at me at a nearby mall and instead of being hit I captured it like I always did with ballistics.