# 261:
The time an artist spends on being an artist
is time finally free from the tyranny of the thoughts of others.
The End

There was a blinding surge of light.
I didn’t even have time to pray.
~ Text & artwork by Russ Allison Loar
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Take These Roads, Please!
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And glad that I could travel both
And be two travelers
Because I’m schizophrenic.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And glad that I could travel both
And be two travelers
Because I’m schizophrenic.
~ Russ Allison Loar
Apologies to Robert Frost
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