Untitled

Bowie,

As the world falls down a bit over your loss, I would like to take a moment and pay my respects to more than a man, and more of a queen bitch to all things cool.

Your rise to fame brought with it so many changes, an influence completely unique to popular culture. As the king of reinvention you became fluid in gender, fashion, orientation, expression, and performance. Such an inspiration; the world had never known a girl like you before. You were light-years ahead of your time. It’s as if a space oddity time traveled from some distant planet to teach us young Americans that it’s okay to let our freak flags fly.

And while your non-conformist rebel rebel ways were under pressure by some, you remained present and unapologetic about it at a time when it was needed most, a true cultural icon. Even in your golden years, you continued to inspire and create.

Too good for this planet, you will forever be the man who sold this world out, to become Ziggie Stardust along the night sky. You will forever be one of our heroes. Let’s dance magik dance in tribute to your life, for years to come.

Ashes to ashes, dust to stardust..