There are three sides to every story, the side that represents truth, the side that represents lies and the side that everyone believes is pure bs. I have spent my life discovering everything I believed to be right to be wrong and every wrong thing I chose to do being both exhilarating and wishing I had done it before. Im looking to expand my mind by exposing my flaws and weeknesses in making myself an empty canvas.

"Prick, the puppet, reaches over his head and with a stroke slashes himself loose of the creators strings in hopes of beoming individual. He falls and rises and falls again. He walks akwardly and behaves, thinks and communicates akwardly. Tempermental and unpredictabily gentle. What is obvious to others is complex and splendid to him and what is accepted by others is questioned by him. Prick, the imagination" (Kevin NcChanon)