The Odds
of you, in particular,
existing at all
are of negligible significance
relative to
the relative fact
that you,
in particular,
do exist at all.

Why the **** is there
all this disdain for varied techniques?

So what if I like altered guitar tunings?
Sorry that all my guitars
are in D Standard or drop C.
Yes, even the ******* Classical guitar.
I never meant to inconvenience you,
your Eminent Prestige!

Maybe it's a problem
on thy knavish behalf
that you can't cope
with variation within the
Sacred realm of Art.

Don't ******* tell me
what to do or how to do it.
Don't ******* tell me
my approach to my Art is wrong.

Don't ******* crawl to me
when you want to learn how it's done
and I won't say I ******* told you so
when you confess your perspective lacks variety.

I will still teach you, though,
that is, if you will listen.
I will still teach you, though,
if, indeed, I can.

I will still teach you, though,
but only if you can teach me, too.
I will still learn from you
despite your rigid adherence to traditionalism.

I will still learn from you
if you don't ******* condescend me
about how I decide to do it
about how it feels most natural
about what I like or why;

just ******* deal with it
like a true Artist;
accept it and bask in it,
that everyone's technique
is unique.

Besides,
be it not that very variation
that lends itself to the plethora of Art
that has been, could be, and will be made?

Be it not that very variation
that leads a school of thought
away from being so incestuous
that it kills itself off?

Be it not that very variation
which makes Democracy feasible?

If Art be neither
democratic or anarchic,
then I guess I'm no Artist.

Just ******* deal with it.
If you can't: then shut the **** up,
and let us, who can deal with it,
just ******* do it.

..and I have nary a thing to say, save for this:

Be
who it is you know
in your heart that you are
and compromise the spark
which kindles your fire
for nary a Soul nor obstacle,
for, in this mortal Life,
there can be no greater Sin
than to let it all go to waste
just to soothe the pain within.

The Obstacles in Life
merely provide opportunities,
to which one can rise
or in spite of which one can fail.

But,
though it may seem a losing battle,
there is e'er a way to prevail.

Perseverance
is the sound of optimism,
in the name of betterment:
Perseverance
is the cry of mortal Warriors,
battling 'pon this battleground
rife with Life's adversity.

To the victor,
the spoils.
To the defeated,
what they deserve.

Harsh
though it may sound,
truly what you get
is relative
to your chosen
perspective, attention and intention.

If you intend
to lose the battle,
it is already lost.

If you intend
to be victorious,
nary a thing
shall stand in your way
for very long.

Heed this, please:
I speak in mythic words,
metaphor, symbology:
battle not Others
for selfish gain
or in the name of demagoguery,

rather,
battle constructively
within your Self,
that you may harden
your resolve
and become truer
to your true Self.

In such a way can you transcend this mortal World.
In such a way can you be happy and free of it's tyranny.
In such a way have others pointed to Enlightenment.
In such a way be Heaven and Hell creations of our Selves.