The mission was bold, others turned away at the mere prospect. He was no stranger to the seemingly insurmountable odds. Driven he was, by forces deep in the spirit of his Prymal nature. He was identified early in his childhood as one marching to the beat of a different drum! A vision unseen by most, he embraced with tenacity. Lifetimes of human struggle, injustice to peoples and the blindness of man drove him on to find the purpose and meaning of this particular existence. The distractions and distortions of the man made world, served only to strengthen his resolve. He pursued academics of philosophy and medical healing. An artist he became, with his hands and his heart, thru the blessings of the Great Spirit. Music poured from his soul, and passion welled from the depths of his love. The ways of the world could torment him no longer; the cage could not extinguish the flame. Possibilities became the mantra, as friends gathered together. The duty was clear; the price to be paid was set! Prymal Rhythm had begun.