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Odessa: Female Odysseus, Wanderer, Long Journey 
Nashville Recording Artist

I’m from South Memphis originally. When I was 13 years young I deeply had a passion for art, creation, crafting, psych abilities, & sensibilities. I then came into a series of unfortunate events to where I was hospitalized from time to time from 13 years young and on into my early 20s. Surgery after surgery nearly prolonged my recovery time year after year. I was 82lbs at 14 years young. Stage: a walking skeleton with barely any flesh. Was diagnosed with a chronic illness of Crohn, Ulcerative Colitis, IBD/IBS. Mind you, I awakened when for the second time I was 13, this time my teeth started the painful shifting sharpening process, chronic bone pain nerve pain, muscle pain, organ pain, vision pain, skin pain, sunk in extremely deeply. First time was when I was younger as a kid when I saw, felt, interacted with, and dealt with an anomaly down the hall from where I was sitting watching television. My mom, I myself, and my lil sister were extremely in tuned with each other. Few years later when I was 16 our mom passed away from sleep apnea. She made it known that she wanted me to continue on to my quest to me my father and be reunited with my little sister in Cairo, Egypt. I have always wanted, yearned to put my mom in a paid off home with her own vehicle because to me she was my goddess and she deserved it after all she has been through in her life on her path. While I was in Children’s Hospital Knoxville TN, I remember my mom crying along side my bed after me not being able to speak for a bit. I woke up to the sound of crying. It was her crying. I see and asked “mom why are you crying?” “Because I feel like all of this is my fault..” she said. “Mom no no no, no one knew what this was at the time early on when I was smaller. It’s not your fault. It’s not anyone’s fault. *squeezes her hand tighter*” I said. I felt released energy from her. Then she went into defensive mode a lot because the nurses would let me rest. And they kept drawing blood. Running tests. Procedures. When I was 13, my mom told me “ the eye is the door that leads to the soul” I then knew what she meant. I knew then that she would be my teacher for everything I needed to know. She then gradually began to become sicker and sicker. I extremely love my mom sooo much. I’ve always wanted more for my mom. It just so happens that my little sister looks identical to our mother. So I’m going to put my little sister in a paid off house with her own vehicles and retail stores in Africa. I will continue to make our mother proud by continually staying on my quest to be reunited. And by continuously creating magic all around the globe and then some. There is soo much more amazing things my mom opened my eye to. She gave me my first Evanescence CD The Open Door. She gave me my first crystal, Tigers Eye. She gave me a lot of messages. During the time she was a love she taught me a lot. I wish it would have been more. Now she resides on the other side happily knowing that her only son is excelling excellently in his craft. She loves my little sister and I a lot. I’m gonna make sure the blood my mom gave wasn’t in vein. I love being a vampire honestly. I love magic. I love the arts. I love the metaphysic world.  If there is anything else to know about myself & my life. Well you’d have to interview me for that much.

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