Artists; Saviours of Humanity.

Who can eviscerate a tear from a cold hard stone, the transmuted heart of the artist... is harder than a diamond as it bears the agony and discomfort of giving birth to perfection via the crucifixion of the soul... re: Vincent Van Gough, who knew the unbounded madness of a tortured mind/soul... creative insanity is the key... 

if time travel were a trip you could only take one way... I would love to go back and befriend Vincent as a sacrificial angel of goodwill, I'd rather he shot me than his poor old Ear...

at the edge of terminal illness in the mind, there is clarity only the eye if the artist can see... and then shares with us to dwell upon... they are High priests of consciousness itself... 

I believe "The Beatles" prevented a nuclear Holocaust in the early Cold War... laugh all you like; but everybody got a real sense of belonging with their soundtrack and virtuoso creativity...because great Art and public displays of Beauty soften the hearts of the wicked... 

it is an approaching influence like religious freedom it brings the great gift of HOPE to a beating heart... to live for something worth waiting for patiently... an assured comfort is on its way to you...

just knowing it is coming, your time was not all wasted... faith hope, and love, don't cost a penny to have; but are riches beyond reckoning...

count your blessings now...