Feet, what do I need you for when I have wings to fly?
I am my own muse, the subject I know best.
I am happy to be alive, as long as I can paint.
I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me, too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.
I think that little by little I’ll be able to solve my problems and survive.
Nothing is worth more than laughter. It is strength to laugh and to abandon oneself, to be light.
I must fight with all my strength so that the little positive things that my health allows me to do might be pointed toward helping the revolution. The only real reason for living.
Nothing is absolute. Everything changes, everything moves, everything revolves, everything flies and goes away.
Much Peace Love Art~