I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people


I know you loved him.

The truth is he was only but human. A child of this Earth. Just as scared and confused. Hiding in a pillow fort pretending to be a monster. Pretending that all he could give were his claws and teeth.

In the far silent distance he falls asleep and all the worlds beauty has gathered in the innocence of the trembling of his eye lashes. In the far silent distance a candle is blown out and the night smiles.

Love him.

And let your love be your art.