I'm always open to the spirit I feel. Good or bad I'm always open to gain a perspective on why. Why do we find delight in the filthy our heart and mind conceive? Our tongues to create or kill with? Bullets that scream blasphemous boasting, than uplifting? I'm always open to the curiosity as to how it escalates from just a discussion, to a soul leaving? I mean how many lives has to leave, till we see just how ugly a portrait can look? Stains of paint defacing and horrible, to the ones in the picture, to the ones looking at it. It's amazing how everyone has an opinion on what they would do different, but can you handle another person's shoes? Or what they have to go through to paint their selfies? Never be closed minded to receive. You may learn something.
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