Were also a part of his charm and underlay the love his fans still feel for him.
But then he stepped off, it was as if they had seen a ghost.
The mirror then reflects his side, one dark, and one dim—
Manipulation should be no news to fans of him.
Our lasting obsession with finding him has never been solved
But it also has to do with the fact that he was a bundle of contradictions — incredible talent, incredible recklessness, ping-ponging between serious political messages and the insistent sirens of thug life. Where did he go? Who is he? Will we see him again?
But that’s the way it is with living people, especially people who live large and he lived large.
Is that why he disappeared? But, hey After all, he was the guy who always had an even stronger visual trickery. He seemed alive only because we like to think of him so. But they don’t have the complexity, or the humanity, to really compel our interest. He’s ghosts — ghosts in a new machine, perhaps — but at best they are no more than the shadow of the shadows that they cast upon us, back when they were alive.
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