People like to call me strange I think of myself unique.People like to demoralize others,but they dont know the designs and memories that help him through time.He expresses his feelings of his hurt and his pain through a canvas that at first started plain.They judge by look and by size but they have no Idea what forms of thought and art comes to his mind.In every religion no one shall judge the other this is because in gods eyes we are all sisters and brothers, sinners and lovers,friends and enemies,white or chinese.These things really dont matter with todays youth but as time goes on there is still reports of racism with different views.Why does the color of ones skin make them different then u if u cut him doesnt he bleed?If he is hungry doesnt he eat?We all are equal even though some of us tend to stick in the shadows or dont believe in god or the devil.I hope my art kept u entertained,and I hope my words made u think in a different level.
