The Morning After Prince

I don’t get how to live in a world without him. Prince and Bowie were my context. The art they offered, inspired the art I offer… I created because they invented. They built the framework, not just as singers, but actors, poets, thinkers.

True art fuels consciousness; the musicians we listen to, the poets we repeat – they’re reasons to rise in the morning. Except this one, cuz’ I woke up weeping, confused by this strange, new land…

I hear the birds. I know this planet is beautiful, but Earth without both of them? I’m not convinced. So, I hold fast to Light, which has peaked through this dark start of year, making me grateful, to remember, great artists were here.

 

Rest In Peace,

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