
I wonder who thinks they own this one. I never sold it. the ex-wife appropriated it without my permission. I figured it was collateral. so, I never (yet) have objected. It's a long story... but this piece lives in a public space... I saw it there first hand in 95. And I heard the appreciation of it channeled back to me from others. If it is a representation of a vibration of me, as the artist... and if everything each of us creates is a vibrational shift in beauty for others, what more can an artist want? Seeing this onbe appreciated, takes the sting of how it was slipped out of my private storage without my permsission. guranteed, i tis worth about 20 times what I owe her....

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Aha most high commander of the leader of EKKKKKKKK.
yeah buddy.
thank you.
most appreciated.
I invite you to help me burn everything, leader of EKKKKKKK.
I've been waiting for you and your geey world and gang of thieves and rapists.
I realize now , more than ever, that I am not you.
Since you and the murderers of beauty are already in charge,
bring all your friends and some torches.
I'm good with you finishing off what's left of the free thinkers and beauty bringers.
I feel confident you've never risked anything and you love your concrete breakfast.
thanks for straightening me out.
come over and help me help torch it.
it might actually be wonderful to see the dark bitter anger and rage you think is original. show me. i guess I need to learn it better than I have.
maybe you can help me understand all those officers of your unit whoprotect folks who destroy life's last beauty n the hearts of others.
why is it, when we are in the same room..... you run and can't look me in the eye? why is it there's not any power in your step except that of the power of an entity destinied to kill before thinking an original thought? andthat new thought will be an oldthought. don't worry.it's waiting for you.
do I remind you that you are a vampire?
well.
I am glad you don't need anything from me.
I like the sound of wind.
sure, it fills your sails for a time.
I have ear plugs, I can block out your crimes, and cries for help.
I'm sorry.
there.
now you don't need to say it.
just don't ask me to help make sense to your mother.
you orphan you.
.....
on the other hand.... maybe you just saw something.
the doors open. or get lost.... goodbye.
but if you knock for re-entry.... this time my dogs will follow your trail.
all you need is thr right word, and a sincere smile.
minimal 10 years to build.... but surprise me.
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