Onwords with the past

So during these times I was honing my obsessions, You know it is music that can really slam out your own thoughts, Or it can also get a quiet mind going. As I said I was very naive as a child and naive I believe in some off language the word "naive" somewhere translates to PURE but within this purity let;s not forget. My family at this time moved from a large city to a different province.. They moved to a village And I will always be grateful for that yet when it comes to the city I do get rather anxious, ...suddenly I could grab a piece of this world, no one to walk in and say this is mine or I was here first NO here I was a youth and this was my world, my own naive protected sheltered paradise... I had my own street all of a sudden and me and my three wheeled green machine could make noise riding up and down the old streets with no worry.... Within my general parameter there was a candy lady, a person that made us whistles from Willow trees during proper time of year, neighbors that caught fish often and donated my young self them to bring them home for supper..they were always fresh...unskinned...I remember often my Mother trying to smile at the "Catch that I had brought home... Yet I remember no meals made of them hmmm she does not have much trust...smart..... So at this time I am listening to the vinyl afforementioned religiously, this is my shit...life being formed through spinning blacl vinyyl on childres record player (can you see the warnings now?) I became infatuated with these music groups leaping off the vinyl that was donated to me, This was not my parents plan, it was just a harless gesture perhaps at the time but now they had to ome to terms...I Genealogy or however one or a crew shall sum it up, let's just all agree I have an add ictive personality if I like something ...I want it all .... Much more to be injected/edited in here/ ....to 2 b bee be cntinued