The Tale of The Grave Jinglers:
You may know of him already since a part of him still exists in most all of us, but Doc Reinhart is an ex medical doctor born and raised in a lower middle class family in the suburbs of Tombstone, Arizona. He remembers a distant life somewhat isolated, happy and protected, but all too soon he was released into a vicious and ignorant surrounding land. He tried hard to isolate himself and traveled many years on a path of discipline, questioning, self scrutiny and self-restraint, realizing that though he experienced the joys of overcoming his own limitations, obstacles and corruption, he possessed a growing anger and deep rooted hostility soon to be realized as the result of a lie. The world was nothing like he was shown, was not what he had remembered or imagined, and reflected none of what he had become. The tools he had developed to help others were constantly blunted with the blows of swords and sought after by the ravenous. The princess he wished to save would deem him charmingly brave, but unsettlingly dangerous and unbelievable. He would spend days at a time in dark rooms pondering these events and trying to reconcile his past. Though one could never tell by his light-hearted humorous spirit, Doc Reinhart has often been misunderstood and has enjoyed no more than random moments of solace or sympathy from a passerby. For this reason, he relates most wholeheartedly with the homeless and dejected. Doc Reinhart has the special power of mind reading and can manufacture light from disappointment and frustration born of the good. He has been known to mention a small town known as Wild Horse Junction. Nobody has ever confirmed its actuality, but he swears on his bones of its existence and tries endlessly to find it.
The entrance to this town supposedly reads:
“You have just entered Wild Horse Junction recently revitalized with the spirit of a fresh new perspective, where the old corrupted law of the west has been overthrown and replaced with the new establishment of law, that of no law, where no law is necessary because everyone has established this law in their own hearts, where no man or woman lies hungry and no child forlorn. The law of the land is love, but all the bitterness, anger and scars of the years that brought us here remain. They lie dormant, tamed and contained in the memory of its inhabitants and play like an endless film. Please do not feed the animals, but enjoy the show.”
Lastly, The Grave Jinglers like to have a lot of fun while pondering existence, so bring your cowboy hats, whiskey and dancing shoes to a show!
Jingler - a person who talks in rhyme or in a catchy repetitious manner, or someone who drinks a lot
Grave Jingler - for your interpretational pleasures and conversational stimulation