Dear Prince,
If you could read this letter I would love to tell you….
That you did a Wonderful job at the Superbowl half time show!
My Family was very proud of you!
Don’t for one second ponder on the ridiculous opinions or imaginary accusations from “Some” of the unsettled, lost without reason Public.
Hold true to your faith and never let the seed of doubt be brought to you by man.
Keep upbuilding yourself for the things to come and the things that really matter in Life.
Agape Love

P.S. 2 the orgs… Only trying to bring some positive here. If we love Prince why do so many have negative things 2 say/post about what he does in his life? Again, not trying to be shredded up here. Just wanted 2 post something good that I think Prince would like 2 hear about now. We are all human ya know.

Nicely said

Prince absolutely HATES his fans, and we love him for that!

Yes we are all human and need to hear that we are appreciated for who we are and accepted for our own unique gifts. I'm sure that Prince really appreciates those fans of his that tell him what he has choosen to do with his life positivley affects those that choose to listen to him.

So on that note...I think Prince is a phenomonal artist and an inspiring human being and his work has meaning. For every shallow Tom, Dick and Harry out there that missunderstand his genius there is someone eles who finds him very motivating and uplifting. Plain and simple Prince's music makes me HAPPY!

Awesome thread btw!

Krystal666 said:

I agree with all of the above. With the few performances I've seen of his (SuperBowl, American Idol, GMA, end of "Purple Rain"), I've never been disappointed once. The guy really knows his stuff and loves doing it. I don't think I've ever seen anyone so dedicated to their work, so he deserves major Kudos for the best HalfTime show I've ever seen.

Dear Prince,

I would like to apologize.

Though I thoroughly enjoyed your Super-Bowl performance,
I thought that your ass really stank, really bad.
But then I realized that
you really weren't really inside the picture box that is my TV.
You were actually somewhere in Florida
& therefore the the rank that I was smelling couldn't be coming from you.
It had to be coming from something else in the room.
Then I remembered that during the first half of the game that I had consumed a grotesque amount of nacho cheese.
With this realization,
I walked my bloated ass into the bathroom,
stood in front of the mirror & took a long hard look.
Then I sat on the toilet & took a long hard dump.

Because of you,
I saw myself for who & what I really am.

You revealed to me from where the true funk really comes from.

Inside of all us.

Thank U, Prince.

May U live 2 see the Dawn.







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