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The Last Acolyte Of Apollo

Apollos’

last acolyte

Don’t be afraid to find yourself

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Flow
Of The Many #2
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Fracture

Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars
Oak tree you’re in my way
There’s too much coke and too much smoke
Look what’s going on inside you – Zant

Annihilation returns?
Of The Many #3
Cloak
Shed My Skin

Never underestimate the power of music

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What do you hope to see in that mirror?

Drift

What does art do for me?

Do I believe they exist?

In short, it’s hard to define when art begins and religions end. As for if I believe in their existence. That i’m not sure. What I am sure of is that at one of my lowest points he came to me. Even though he knew it could kill him. He made sure that I recognized who I need to be as a person. I know he has risked his life protecting me, so it is my duty to protect him. I am his last acolyte.

Couldn’t it just be chalked up to delusion?

It could be, but when you’ve seen the things that I have, you start to look at things from all perspectives.

What does it mean to be a good person?

01. MEditate

Calm your thoughts. Exist in a place where only colors reside. Let their cosmic dance guide you.

02. focus

Honing in. Now that your thoughts have merged with the colors, connect with sound.

03. create

Take action. Let the peace you found in yourself then be duplicated, spreading from person to person.

Annihilation lives on? How could that be possible?

After his first and last battle he was recognized by Origin as a suitable Acolyte. One who is neither god nor human, but something in between.

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Why do I make art?

Darkness always finds a way to devour a person. Find those individuals enveloped in this void, cast your light upon them, doing so will better us all. May my works cast such a light upon you and bring you as much salvation as they’ve brought me. For I would not be standing without them, though simplistic in their nature. I chose in my most bleakest of moments of irrationality to flood my last exhausted breath into these works. Light bled from my body to sprawl across these canvases. He will never relent. He will always find new ways to destroy you. To bind you just as he is. He only acts from the shadows. Never give into those irrational thoughts. Let the light of Apollo protect you and let his oracle guide you. No matter how bad it gets you’ll be okay, follow your heart. If you’re in harms, I’m right behind.