“Purely astronomical,” she would say.

Body limbs sloped to the side,

Cheeks rused,

“What do you want this to mean?”

“What you want it to.”

There are two things in this world we all really care about: ourselves and the relationships we build. The idea that a place can change your life for the better is true on its surface, but the reality is it is the type of individuals you meet along the way. One could say you can only find the type of people you want in the place you both enjoy. Then again, always remember that someone out there, just isn’t able to be where they should be. It is during those times we try to remember we are not alone.

I build worlds using words and worlds using people, like a riverbed needs its pebbles. I am the second and last child of a mother and father not born within the country. I’m an old soul with various passions numbering into the hundreds. I’m as good with a screwdriver as I am with creating meaning in words and images. My interests include handwriting analysis, numerology, tarot, runes, astrology, poker, candles, crystals, law, literature, poetry, coffee, DIY projects, comic superheros, violin, parapsychology, reincarnation, website design, and the teleology of almost anything, though some things are best left unexplained.

I’m been categorized into a box of compassion and eccentricity. I walk on my own; I like to place myself outside the social constructions that are made. I’m a hermit privately, but congenial in public. I’ve progressed into a more quiet and serious sideliner. I like to observe others. I am usually very good at seeing the goodness in all types of people, though some individuals are lost from the beginning. I journal like rabbits reproducing. It’s my goal to write solely here and not everywhere else as I succumb to scattering my energies too easily. I don’t live well with others, as I soak emotion like a sponge. One could say grounding is essential to my purpose and being.

I usually just know things for a reason. I constantly dream of scratching my forehead to reveal my third eye, and seem to find myself as always being in the room with the other being. Music is the one thing that has consistently moved me into being. I do not define myself by my occupation, as I am one of many.

I am separation-sensitive. I intuitively and inherently value the relationships I create. I feel caged by cold, arbitrary structures and authoritarians who are out for their own greed. Of the traits I hold, I feel this trait will provide society the most insight to be gained. We are one of many; we must not forget the value of each other. How you create that life is how you treat its lowest block. Emotion, not academic brilliance, will bring us closest to our cores.