Who am I?

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I will not tell you here, and if fate or luck allows you to discover me, then you must realize that my name and face are not important. Not in this place. I am a secret, though there is some chance that you may come to know me through my arts. Such are the portals that connect us all, regardless of death or journey. This is what the world needs.

As you are reading these words through a screen in some distant place and time, I am here as well...raw and daringly open. Ink pulses within my veins and my wounds bleed echoes for all the world to hear. In this place, my deepest thoughts and passions reside.

 

This is my art.