truth—a fruit so sweet
Should never be withheld until it is profitable
water in a desert—truth!
The dying need the truth
If I am going to heaven let it not be on a bed of lies
And if to hell—there I will need more truth to wipe my brow
Let me panic—at least I will breathe a little
When your faith is hi-jacked by politics you should ask yourself what party was your Creator in—not the one you put him in, but the one your creator registered into…
…doubt is our greatest weakness, fear our greatest obstructor, intolerance our greatest enemy; all of these prevent the ascension to greatness.
Until you dare to be innovative in art you are merely emulating what exist, not creating; art is meant to be new, challenging and revolutionary in nature.