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First and foremost I am alive. Art makes me that way. For as long as I can remember, things such as math, science and history have been easy concepts for me to understand. I never struggled with things of that nature. To put simply, I was bored. Due to my boredom with these subjects, I wasn't always the best student, I needed a challenge, and tradition education wasn't cutting it. Soon after I discovered the wonder of the arts. Art is the only thing I've ever had to work at, the only thing that gives me choices. Art lacks in fate. Math, science, history, all have answers, all have an ending. There is no predetermined ending to art, there is no ending. A person can create until the end of time. This is why art makes me alive.
This the best way to explain me. I am here, I am breathing and most important, I am living. IF anyone really wants to know who I am, what I do, where I stand in this world...All they have to do is LISTEN and pay attention. That is the best way as far as I'm concerned, but in this world patience is a virtue that not many believe in. So I am forced to explain. I believe in joy, friendship, trust, communication and compassion. I wish to live every day of my life to the fullest without fail. I wish to better both friend and foe. Not all are good, but I believe every soul is givin the basis to create a better person on a conscious and subconscious level. More kind, caring, empathitic, and tolerant of the world and the people that belong to it. All it takes is a caring heart and a good ear to do so.

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