Nymphfae

You know, it’s hard to compile notes on who I am. There is no beginning and end to me; I cannot be defined. Words alone cannot describe me. Any attempt at a description would be a limitation within the confines of the written word. I believe I am as limitless as my intelligence will allow me to be which is why I repudiate labels.
I feel a broad spectrum of emotions and my personality is updated constantly. I am infinite in my ability to be who I am.
I philosophize. I learn. I grow. I change.
I have an insatiable need for victuals to feed my mind.
I am satisfied when I am given knowledge and lessons in life. Sometimes these do not come easily and I need to beg in order to be fed. I will bleed the source dry in order grow.
I will be gluttonous when it comes to the vomit of creative expression. When I have these things, I swell. Be it through the musical note, the art that adorns one’s face or the spilt paint on the canvas. Give me these and I burst with inspiration.
I thrive on challenge. I like to push the beliefs of those around me and I will test their boundaries. I take pleasure in experimenting with the artificial confines of the human mind.
I study not books, but you. I analyze my surroundings constantly. I appear aloof more often than not but I am in my reality, absorbing. I smell each breath of life, taste each bite of knowledge, listen between the lines and watch the personalities of the still and moving. I am driven by the instinct of an owl.
I take pleasure in what you don’t. It’s probable that I will like something because you do not. I am the opposite of what you think I am and I am more than the person I need to be.
I am part quixotic and part pragmatic, contrariwise I am never grey.
I aspire to be my passions. I am an artist of the face, skillful in computer operations and an aspirant aid to the ill creatures of the universe.
Pry my door open and you will see into my world. Step in, but don’t stay too long as I believe in finding your own reality.
Nymphfae xx