It was dark as pitch. I was stumbling through the Bayou, like a Ghost, Haunting my own head. I saw a light in the distance, effervescent and strange. I looked down into the fetid water. What I saw remains a mystery to me. Strange signs manifested themselves. It seemed as if time slowed down. I fainted. When I awoke, my head was on the rocks, sweet water cleansing my Soul. This is a record of my Visions.