The Dash can not be continued ! It died the other day. The Dash of a lie They hide inside;that others may be deceived. I said it was to support you but I don't deal with deceit. I hear the drums and the poetic phrase that makes me tap my feet. You could have called it something but not someone elses work. Maybe in yuour eyes you reached inside to sychronize your stroke. I could not believe you did this, not funny it's no joke. I let the real author know the other day; that although a lie ,we exercised our soul. The concept of Delusion ,the real title of your book. The Fairytale was dissected at our table ---I felt drums,drumming and rapping with girls leaping in the air-- I heard you speak, speaking to untrained ears. Your sentences were poems and metered though they lacked. It touched my very being and inspired a new group of artist to their facts but then light descended and at last your darkness ended. Your art can be no more. Your DASH cannot be continued for your DASH is not really yours!