Sometimes I don’t have the words to speak, its sometimes really shocking to some people when I say that. But why do I keep doing this, when the results of nothing short of catastrophic. Does anyone wanna hear me, see what I have to offer this world. I’m not sure, but its weird how you work so hard on something and its like no one cares. Its a crying shame, when you’re the only one that believes in your own art. Maybe I’m wrong about that, and maybe there is something to make of it. I guess its just insecurity, that when I’m gone no one will really care to spread these things. Like there’s always this sense that I am one act away, one chess board move from hitting something larger. I guess the smaller victories will do for now, they’ll have to at least.
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