Message for all artists There has been a fear plaguing me, even when the realms I'd been blessed to visit even breifly in dreams, put me in touch with angelic forces. You are those, yes, you who read these fleeting words. You with your own words or stories told with energetic electric souls. Colors come on your tales, and they touch more deeply than caress. All of you who may not realize your power are gifts and have been bestowed your magics before you could push from heaven to earth. It matters not who you are in the mundane, for when you set yourself to the task of the muse, you are angels. You are the new masters who may not be heralded while you breath this nature's airs, but your impressions remain and become the waters of the soul, so it would not starve or thirst. The fear that plagued me has now subsided, because this message has been delivered finally.