You've seen hell.
You've walked through brimstone.
You've shook hands with the imps.
Your lips have drank hellfire.
Yet,
You're one of the purest souls to have ever lived.
You were an artist in the truest sense.
You were unadulterated talent.
You are what happens when ego is shot point blank and creativity takes center stage.
You are simply good.
The crowd owes you an apology.
The WORLD owes you an apology.
Even then, maybe they'll never truly understand.
Maybe the muffling just isn't for them.
Maybe the scuff just doesn't hit.
Maybe the poetry just doesn't sink.
But we understand, Daniel.
Your people understand.
Sorry for being late.
Sorry for not being able to get one of your amazing tapes.
But we are here now.
You and Jeremiah will live through us.
Have a good one, you amazing man.
