I am the grime clinging on to the hope that my life will not be wasted away trying to find a purpose. My purpose is to live as freely as my mind allows.
This is the clashing of the many things that I want to be. As people we all have many different interest and likings that may not seem as they fit together. This is the journey to love whatever mess this mind creates. I love this grand mess of a person that i am. I am not a machine, i will contradict myself, and have numerous miscalculations. I am the leader and follower of my own disarray.
I am the son of rage and love.