Servants

Blog number two. I love being a vessel, I love writing and helping people, I love being a servant.

See most of us artists have forgotten our purpose on earth, to serve mankind. Our egos have grown since we allowed vanity to take root. These talents God gave us (Yes I believe that)  are not our own, they never have been. Our purpose is to speak to the people, to speak for the people. Our work lives forever so every time we perform or display it, it's not just for the audience in attendance, it's for generations to come. We influence the future's perception of our time, the decisions they make based on the goodness and beauty they saw in us and the paths to avoid when we were bad and ugly. We are the voices for the weird, the different, the down trodden and disadvantaged. We are the adhesive a girl uses to put her heart back together, the lash on the backs of sexists, the ones teaching young black boys the importance of self worth and knowing their history, we choke corporations with their ties when they want to squash us beneath their greed, we draw out and pierce the lying tongues of politicians when they forget who gave them power.

We are servants. Serving mankind till the last brush stroke, the last word, the last movement.