His compositions were considered good, but not his truly own ones. He felt very good about them all, so he’d kept working. He divided his world between people who loved him and those who hated him. The first group believed there was nothing wrong about inspiration, while others were outraged and would stop at nothing to end his actions. He would not change even when imprisoned. He did not fit into a prison. After carefully studying his rights, he demanded a loudspeaker; so all his inmates could hear his new compositions.