This was so beautiful it brought tears to my eyes. I always resonated with Van Gogh. There was something wonderful and kind about that beautiful, misunderstood soul. I wish I could have been his friend.
I said to my son that the only thing I really fear about death is the knowledge that my words (and worlds) will be lost. My only hope is that I may join the likes of Van Gogh and Lovecraft in posthumous fame.
Some of us have so much to say, but because we are different, no-one hears.
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