By Gary Sohmers, 2017 copyright, All Rights Reserved
Chapter Sixteen – You’ve Gotta Understand
Here we stand in front of tens of thousands who have chosen to attend to hear my songs, accept my messages and see beasties as real even if most of the audience thought it was only special effects at a staged performance. Slowly, the crowd begins to cheer, feeling that a darkness has been lifted for the betterment of all.
Because of Gra’s telepathic link with Terra and I, we realize more is happening here. He appears to be pushing a telepathic impulse upon everyone at this moment to nurture all of us through this change, although it appears that some of the audience is unsure of how to react. The control may appear to be mine, but the impulse to act is spurred by an outside influence. My mind wonders if this impulse existed when I wrote all of these lyrics, but the professional performer in me steps up to cue Vibe to start the next song on our set list.
Gra is at the easels. He removes the placard with the meteor heading towards Earth, and tosses it into a recycling bin at the edge of the stage. This song is coming at the perfect time. I now more clearly understand why everything is the way it is right here right now. It is to sing of my love for Terra and Terra Firma.
With all honesty and affection, I sing my song directly to Terra, “You may think that I don’t love you, or you may think I’m just a fool, I’ve just always had this trouble, staying cool.” Then gesturing and looking directly at Gra, I knowingly sing, “And when you’ve gone and left us, for some other memories, take the knowledge we’ve been humbled and set free,” understanding this was a special moment in time.
Together Gra and I sing to Terra and the gathered minds and beasties, “You Gotta Understand,” after which I alone sing my love sweetly to Terra, “I’m just tryin’ to be my own kind of man.” Again Gra and I sing a unified plea, “You Gotta Understand.” I take Terra’s hand singing, “I’m not useless and I’m doing the best I can.”
The crowd appears to stretch all the way to the concrete barriers, as Gra moves to the front of the stage to engage everyone with my lyrics, “Do what you want, take what you need, leave what ya don’t, don’t soften, opportunity knocks just once, but greed knocks often, it can nail your coffin.”
Again, the chorus gives me the opportunity to appeal to Terra’s heart and her beasties, “You Gotta Understand,” after which both she and her beasties sing in response, “You’re just tryin’ to be your own kind of man.” Terra and Gra join me linking hands and singing to the audience, “You Gotta Understand, we’re not helpless and we’re doing the best we can.”
Vibe walks up beside us and plays his magical guitar solo that elevates the positive spirit of the moment. Inside me I can sense that Gra is reaching out to all whose minds can grasp the greatness of the moment, sending an impulse displacing their irrational beliefs with knowledge, facts, science and kindness.
As Vibe concludes his solo, and the crowd is enraptured, Gra steps up front to sing my lyrics again alluding to his imminent departure, “In your darkest moments, I hope I brought you light.” I turn directly to Terra, singing from my heart of my attempts, “Even as I grew up, keeping right,” admitting that when I wrote it, I, like many, struggled to stay good.
Gra reminds us to “Remember all the good times, keep the spirit in your heart, and always keep the heavens on your charts,” since we both now know that those “heavens” are merely the knowledge and empathy for all creatures great and small.
Terra, Gra and I, with Vibe by our side, face the completely engaged audience and sing passionately, “You’ve Gotta Understand,” which I punctuate again with choice to be unique, “I’m just tryin’ to be my own kind of man.” We again repeat our call for clemency from our mistakes, growths and bad beastie decisions made in our pasts to the audience, singing, “You’ve Gotta Understand.”
Singing my last line to Terra, I truly acknowledge my weaknesses, but continue to make my best effort at acceptance, “I’m not useless and I’m doing the best I can.” Passionately to Terra, the audience, Gra and maybe even the universe itself, I sing the conclusion, “You Gotta Understand, Gotta Understand, baby please, Gotta Understand, please.” I am surrounded by my good beasties. The applause begins, builds and peaks with a roar as Vibe completes the guitar licks at the end.
To me, the sound of approval of my songs and messages is like a warm blanket on a cold winter night, wrapping us in an aura of unity for the purpose of sharing the love.
And being able to share it with Terra makes it even better.