Should I pursue a path so twisted? Should I crawl defeated and gifted?

I walk alone, assaulted it seems, by tears from heaven.

One day we’ll go in together, and the work will be ours.

Since I was a child, I hated having to deal with my hair. I hated having to change my clothes. As a kid, I had a sailor shirt and the same old corduroy pants, and that's what I wanted to wear everyday.

I didn't have any career design. I was not thinking about publishing or doing a record. I was just working. I was evolving. I wanted to really comprehend what I was doing before stepping too far out.

Love is an angel disguised as lust.

It will not fall away. Man cannot judge it. For art sings of God, and ultimately belongs to Him.