Hey, Kid.
Hey, Folks.
I hope that life has been treating you good, yeah?
The world is in quite a strange place...
I live in North America, and the president here is...a bit wonky.
I did NOT vote for him, Kid.
He is a fucking clown of a human, and he could not care less about humanity, just his pockets and those of the people closest to him...
Kid? Do me a favor, please?
Don't ever let money or material things move you, okay?
Life is short.
Humanity is...complicated.
Love, laugh, speculate, share, try.
Go experience life and all that is has to offer, but while you do, just be a decent fucking human.
How hard can that really be?
Why hate someone because their skin is not similar to yours?
What does that matter when you need a blood transfusion?
An organ transfer?
How can you or your dying child or friend, or relative tell the difference between the donated lung/heart/kidney of an African American or Mexican, or Asian?
We are all human.
Humanity.
We are all sharing this planet.
Why can't we do that without killing each other by the thousands per decade?
Kid...dare to be different, yeah?
Go against all of this chaos, and be a lantern in the dark.
It can get REALLY dark out there.
I will leave you with that, Kid.
You as well, Folks.
Enjoy.
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November 11th, 2018.
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Dear You.
Before you were born...
Before you came here,
You were there.
In the land of
Glass, Ash, and Stars.
And you met so many people there.
So many other little lights like yours.
And you were all divided by the walls.
The walls of glass.
So thin.
Yet.
So there.
And you floated about.
In that Aether realm.
In that land within and without.
Your star.
Amongst a field of millions.
And few.
And from the Ash
You sprang.
You
And your little light.
You are a literal mixture of your mother and myself.
My mind, her heart.
Or maybe the reverse?
Or maybe.
Maybe both.
The Sage and the Sorcerer.
-Dad.
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I don't have much to say...
I have perpetual baby fever, you know?
Yeah, you do. You all know me that well by now.
love those children you have.
For me.
For all of us who don't have, and can't have, children.
Please.
They deserve that and everything else.
They are the beautiful combination of Glass and Ash and Stars.
They are here.
Some of us just don't get that blessing, you know?
Please embrace yours and raise them well.
I will leave you all at that.
I love you, thanks for your time and energy, yeah?
I will see you all back here soon enough.
Till then? Safe travels, folks.
You as well, Kid.
Go love someone.
Hate is heavy.
Stay safe.
Stay healthy.
Stay vigilant.
-Redd.