I Am Searching For Abstract Ways Of

I'm So Proud The Fans Still Sing My Name, But I Fear Tomorrow They Will Stop. I Fear It Because I Love It. And Everything You Love, You Fear You Will Lose.

I Don't Know Where My Medals Are.

We Can Be Eaten By Techniques And Forget What We Have Inside Of Us.

I Am Searching For Abstract Ways Of Expressing Reality, Abstract Forms That Will Enlighten My Own Mystery.

I Know That I Have A Face, A Look, People Aren't Used To Seeing. A Presence.