The truth lies in how much loyalty is shown to the blessings that brought you forward. It is a dangerous game to make an attempt to ‘use’ the arts. There will be a collection. And if one dares to offend one’s very own angels when they return to see how one is treating one’s blessed opportunities, it is then that one will find out how far away from self one has truly ventured. I bow to the arts, with a respect filled innerstanding. One can spend too much time in the light. Chasing the praise of those who won’t ever stop to see if you are well. I give thanks. I remain true to the blessings that brought me forward. I am a vessel, to be used as a clear channel. Poetic delivery with musical intent. That is the standard by which to measure the content.
The FLOACIST

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