Your music has really done a lot for me. It has made me feel things that I haven't felt before, and it has made me think about things with different context. You seemed to be so positive about the world in which we live, about the air we breath, about the life that is contained within our strange bodies.

I read some words that you had wrote, and wanted to be read. These words were depressing and condemning and said sad things about people. The words you wrote were boundry builders and you seemed to set yourself away from all those below.

I know we are all silly, and have grandiose ideas about ourselves. In fact maybe that bravado is that life and glow that you talk about so much.

All the contradiction made me have weird dreams about you, and I will probably view you differently now. That is OK. I just wanted you to know. I will try not to act differently, though.