Wish I had my own studio. All mine. I could live in it. Make music and genius artwork all day. All night. When I want. Forever. Never. Always. Contradictions in Studio Celibula. Is that so much to ask for? Ah. Perhaps I should share a little genius. Maybe the world should know a little. I want them to. I want to share myself and my spirit. But will the world spit on me? I want a lot of things. I am special. I am kind. I am me.

Leave a Reply

Exit mobile version