PeeMonster
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I was born on a pirate ship. I became aware of my love for creation around age 8, writing and illustrating a series of children's books. And as I gradually became equally aware of how much I didn't like the concept of existence on earth, I began to spend more time in my own head than out, farstraying from my childhood endeavors and years of studying cartoons that come out of the television and into toddlers' imaginations. I began to think a lot and spent more and more time exploring the depths and small corners that most people don't see, or don't want to see- and soon found myself not wanting to cease. I became addicted to the 'what-if's and the 'how-so's, and also the 'why's that were kept in the dark, and soon found myself in a neutral state to all of the ideas that swarmed around me. I wanted to know. I wanted to think from a thousand minds, and see through a million eyes. I wanted to conceive the same innocence of my children's books in the logic of a killer, and find peace and protection in a state of distress. My creating is merely an attempt to make such desires whole..

Each of my darlings share a story. Sometimes they are timid, sometimes they are loud, sometimes they are good, sometimes they are bad, sometimes they are angry, sometimes they are sad, sometimes they are mean, sometimes they are nice, and sometimes they are something completely unknown to this world. But I love them all the same.
Every time I begin a new creation, it is almost impossible to predict how it will be in the end, mainly because I am not in control, do not take control, and I do not like to favor my own mind. A lot of people will see otherwise, but hold no affect, as the concerns of others is never a concern of my own.

In a thought concluding, I do not believe one should have to be schooled in the art of self-expression. I find such an institution to be a stifle on one's own awareness of himself, thus crippling honest and true expression of self through creation, and corrupting the freedom thereof.

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