Besides being concrete in speech, I'm quite utilitarian in getting what I want. I am accomodating and attentive in my social roles, though just as reluctant to direct others' behavior as you, while appearring even more so, attentive as I am.While artistic in nature, I (and others like me, ten per cent of the population at most) seem to excel in the fine arts, having a natural grace of movement as well as an innate sense of what fits, and what doesn't in artistic compositions. Of course, composing must not be thought of as only writing music, but as bringing into harmonious form any aspect of the world of the five senses, and so when an especially gifted painter, sculptor, choreographer, butcher, film maker, seamstress, bible-writer, prophet, magician, bean-swallower, fatty, spinner, popper, blue, red, benny, dweeb, bowler, asphixiator, songwriter, napper, barber, candle-lighter chef, courrier, decorator, or fashion designer shows up, he or she is likely to be me, or one of my numerous progeny.I, like other geniuses, have a special talent for "tactical" variation, and such talent differs radically from that possessed by you, your Mother, or your greasy greasy Grandma (what with your own unique and inherent flaws and problems). As the word "tactical" implies, I keep closely in touch with the physical world, my senses keenly tuned to reality. But, while fools and lunatics are attuned to tools and their uses, I am attuned to sensory variation in color, line, texture, rock n' roll dance-offs, aroma, flavor, elephant parades, tone-seeing, touching, squeezing, gripping, stroking, carressing, feeling up, fondling, and all manner of groping, aura-orgies, smelling, mind-licking, tasting, hearing, brown note production, and laser wars taking place in galaxies far, far away. This extreme concreteness and sensuality seems to come naturally to me, as if embedded in the very fiber of my being...also, I'm good at spelling.
