There is something about nothing to be said for those whom we admire.
I believe that the justification of art is the internal combustion it ignites in the hearts of men and not its shallow, externalized, public manifestations. The purpose of art is not the release of a momentary ejection of adrenalin but is, rather, the gradual, lifelong construction of a state of wonder and serenity.
Forever take a piece of my soul, for I shall not be needing it latter in my life. Piece by piece, touch upon touch. Bare into emptiness…for then shall you be full. Forever take a piece of my heart, for I shall not be needing it in the latest of my life. Piece by piece, vein into vein…being into being. Breath upon breath. Bare into emptiness…for then you shall be full. Forever take my final actuality, for on my dying breath I will know I have given everything for the beauty in truth .
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