As a Martial Artist we're taught: Nobody can master the fine art of doing it all. At birth. You're given one thing to master. When you locate it. Your agreement with God is to teach it. Sit and spin. Look all around you. Spin again. Then again. A lot of people flood your present and future. But how many of God's artists are teaching you what they've mastered? I penned out a song in 2010 called Kicked Out of Heaven For Asking A Question. 10,000 times. Maybe more. I've wanted to re-write the lyrics. And yet. Maybe there's a reason.