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The reaper's kneeling at your field taking in what you've sown
Can't help feeling apprehension
No point in waiting, for a rating for what you have grown
Look for liquid consolation
If I act accordingly will it save my humanity
You're either you or a loyalty disowned
Well excuse me
Who was it who wanted every sec of the fifteen minute flame of fame
A name to last for all eternity
Who was it who wanted ingratiation beyond definitions
When love alone is enough to set you free
--Poets Of The Fall-15 Min Of Flame--
I'm tired of hubris... I'm tired of hypocrisy...I'm tired of this masquerade that people have built up over the years... perpetually changing masks... taking off one and putting on another... so quickly...its a blur...
What about the ones... the ones who want to hold true to themselves... the one who are true... why are they always broken.... In this I believe... The Art Community Stands Out... I believe we're probably the thought of as the most brazen...most earthy community... And that we can't keep our opinion to ourself however horrible they might be... But if only the earthly mortals were to look a little closer... they would find the most genuine, open and loving community there is... For they always express what they're genuine feeling are... for instance if you like their work... an immediate response of gratitude is received... if you don't like it... they don't go around on a self pity rampage...instead they ask you where they went wrong... The next thing... whatever you're craft is or you're just a lover of fine art... you're accepted and no one makes you feel out of place... Unlike the laymen... I guess laymen should probably learn a thing or two from the community they generally like to outcast... Mind you we're all social outcasts most of the time...We're respected and loved here... And wouldn't leave it for the world... this community... no matter what happens...
