I always wondered if rappers run out of lyrics and a painter water from their fountainous muse

Advice has always been the same, an unearthing of truth, a discovery of the preexisting, reforming it and presenting it anew

As a poet, artist or scientist we don’t discover but reflect our novel understanding of the All before us   aloof to our existence …

and I see until the earth grows cold and dark    no sooner will ink and paint