My Brother, the Creative

I have a younger brother, and though age separates us by 9 years, we are very close. Through conversations that we have had recently I have noticed that my brother is reaching the stage in his life in which he is waking to the true nature of our society, and it is safe to say... Continue Reading →

My Father, the Artist

Young boys idolize their Fathers, and I am not an exception to this rule. As a matter of fact, I may very well be the epitome of it. My father is an artist, and by that I mean, he can draw. He can draw really well actually. I'm not sure if that explains, or is... Continue Reading →

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