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i'm a fine artist, originally from san francisco. besides sketching, i paint and print (old school printmaking with a real press). i'm in my third year on my way to a masters in fine art. too open minded for my own good. i dislike small talk, rather turn my wheels and use my time and breath on something of substance, ie: philosophy, quantum physics, the meaning of life, the birth of time, space, time-space continuum, mater, conspiracy theories, theories of the after life... you get the idea. i love a good debate. i'm also ridiculously silly when i can be, usually when i'm home with my cat and/or a close friend. I find nothing to be more annoying than the sound of commercials or a group of girls in high pitched mindless chit-chat. Lyrics to Video Above:Vial of hope and a vial of pain In the light they both look the same Pull them out on the end of the rope With every boy and girl singingNeon Bible Neon Bible Not much chance for survival If the Neon Bible is rightTake the poison of your rage To lick your fingers when you turn the page What I remember is what you know is right In the city you see only lies Its theNeon Bible Neon Bible Not much chance for survival If the Neon Bible Is rightOh God well look at you now Well you lost him but you don't know how In the light of a golden calf Oh God I had to laugh Take the poison of your age To lick your fingers when you turn the page It was wrong but you said it was right In the future I won't read at night in theNeon Bible Neon Bible Not much chance for survival If the Neon Bible Is true