the answers to the questions were right there and no one noticed. I still go back and look over how your face has changed during the times of disconnect and how your shell was already disintegrating. All the talent you had, you’ve left this world without. Sometimes i think I’ll never get it right and it would be much simpler to not even try. There’s no art now. There’s no need to show anyone anything because they don’t know where it all began. Everyone is so different now but i still feel unchanged. This is mad. There is no future in this now. It will never feel as real as it felt when i had your influence. I don’t think I’ve met anyone, not even myself that saw the way you’ve seen things. I pray that you are my Virgil when it comes time to discover what’s next. Because like always….
You already know.
