Leemonster creations

 Do you like people
No I like beauty. I like human kind

I keep liars away.
Everybody's goneso anyway
I take a walk under apocalyptic skyline
We shut down the world
I could give a further less
You gave up your love and ediface

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I absolutely love crafting songs, and sitting to play and let little licks come through and developing some windows into worlds.  In the years of, well, say 2022 up to present (1.2025) I'd really rebuked or learned to see that there isn't any comradery for me to-- you know-- really feel encouraged or accepted or belonging in the place or area I'm at. This isn't something I want to identify myself as or through. And yet, as it is, I really have to write it through and explain that time in my life so that I actually can move through, and grow out of this and be on to an answer of providing some housing to where passion and feeling out music and imagery of that music can go.

Because I had wanted to put it off again and again and again, and not have to explain this displacement and even dejected feeling.  That's what a Wayside is, time and time again, it's being in some community that doesn't really give a sh*t about you and they want you, you know, doneso. 

It's a harsh break to get up from but you have to establish it in a way of looking at the situation: "Why am I going to want to ever win over or be accepted by people who let it really known that they do not want what I am about around?"  It's not for other people and it's not bending my own sense of self---ever-- to craft and create or intervene that special and actually soothing feeling when some tale or fable and palette emerges and is there as a composition.