We work in the dark — we do what we can — we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion, and our passion is our task. The rest is the madness of art.
Passion is an involuntary form of self-knowledge, a painful sense of how one differs not only from others but often from one’s own self-image. Passion is the unconscious articulating its desires.
I live to write, paint, and take pictures. I draw inspiration from everything. Sometimes I get lost in my head and need to be dragged back out before the world passes me by. I am about nurting my spirit and going where my heart takes me. In life I look to find truth no matter how painful. Without awareness you are not truly alive. I am a light-hearted person. I crave real human moments and loathe all this calculated artificiality. My moods and words are usually impossible to predict but there is some strange method to this madness. My mind has an endless capacity for useless information. I am a very passionate person. Laughing is my favorite. I will keep developing into who I am and reflecting upon life til the very last second of it. Try to keep up with this humanoid!