An intellectual musician understanding what it means to play
an instrument from his heart, attuned completely to his mind
and being.
Tory using every particle of his intellect as he plays and
gets lost within rhythms he's playing, never having to judge
others as he plays from his heart and soul.
Taking all others into a dimension of love and caring, music
encompassing one and all throughout the afternoon, pleasing,
touching our senses exuberantly with his love of music.
Interpreting and accepting the finality of life on this very
temporary earth through his musical ability and intellectual
acuity always.
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