I Am My Own Muse. I Am

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.

Passion Is The Bridge That Takes You From Pain To Change.

Can One Invent Verbs? I Want To Tell You One: I Sky You, So My Wings Extend So Large To Love You Without Measure.

Since My Subjects Have Always Been My Sensations, My States Of Mind And The Profound Reactions That Life Has Been Producing In Me, I Have Frequently Objectified All This In Figures Of Myself, Which Were The Most Sincere And Real Thing That I Could Do In Order To Express What I Felt Inside And Outside Of Myself.

People In General Are Scared To Death Of The War And All The Exhibitions Have Been A Failure, Because The Rich Bitches Don't Want To Buy Anything.