I think a lot of psychopaths are just geniuses who drove so fast that they lost control.

Create. Not for the money. Not for the fame. Not for the recognition. But for the pure joy of creating something and sharing it.

Whether we consider hip-hop as an evolved manifestation of the Harlem Renaissance or something completely new under the sun, it clearly has moved beyond the stage of just entertaining lives to that of informing and empowering lives.

When the lyrical muse sings the creative pen dances.

Poetry looking in the mirror sees art, and art looking in a mirror sings poetry.

Notwithstanding the memories of slavery, and in the face poverty, ignorance, terrorism, and subjugation still deeply woven into their lives, the embittered past of blacks was taken onto a much higher plane of intellectual and artistic consideration during the Renaissance.

Explore your inner creative genius through the medium you love and enjoy the journey!