Destroying Angel

Thinking about Keith Emerson, the glory, the vibe, the darkness that consumed his brilliance and left such wonder and beauty behind for us all.

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H. Lamar Thomas

I was an Executive Chef all my life, South, poetry, food, philosophy and now my life is purely Poetry, Food, Philosophy, Religion, Music and the few people I can possibly engage and interact with as we, a community of Artists, my town speaks evil, I come together here in Word Press for safety, to escape being despised for saying thanks, I needed you, to being told never dedicate again never speak my name, if a name appears it is fake. I look forward to reading new works, this town sinks in tiny pockets of sameness. The modern, be experimental, in the same way the Beats and Buckowski acolytes rejected the academic in favor of art for the people, now, regenerating in this very moment now. I think it's a gas and thrilling. See you here. Be honest. Be cool. Be who you are. Damn no one. We all have a voice. Reject the norm and run when cool hits the room. Love. Peace. Hope. H Lamar Thomas

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