Feeling a failure forgotten and gone
I Googled myself on the Internet
Imagine my surprise as my dead eyes
Found I am doing my best ever yet
Then I remembered my grandmother said
Artists are not understood until dead
The darkness is deepest before the dawn
If dead then I must not have gone to hell
Someone is reading my books every word
As a composer my music is heard
All in all things seem to be going well
For what I have made the price which I paid
Was nothing less than everything if small
I gave the best I had I gave it all
A way to use your mind for silent communication. Speaking about the methods in the book I have used since a young age.
21st Century learning. I also have a GoFundMe page to ask for funds so I can research with other people and add their experiences
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Nice one
Ch'erie
Well done.