Roark

You are not the only one, my kitten, you are not the only one, my man. You are not the only visionary eager frightened warrior poet soul. You are not the only one seeking silence. You are not the only one standing before your grave. Your allies are all around you, hunkered down. Your detractors are so visible, so numerous, so loud. But carry on my wayward soldier. Carry on my artist friend. Let us stand for what is honest. Let us do what must be done.

Dated: 5.31.05
Scribbled on both sides of a Dave's Soda & Pet Food City receipt dated 5/30/05. The last line was added later, in different ink. Scribbled in the corner is also one word: "Roark."