
I am a mass of thousands of nerve cells interconnecting like roadways to each tip of my shell known as the human body. A number of these cells have conformed together to create what we know as a brain, which is what moves each different part of my body involuntary. My brain has so many thoughts intersecting all the time that it makes in near impossible to duplicate or hack. Genetics from my mother figure and my father figure have given me certain traits, like my height, hair and eyes. I stand 5 feet 4 inches off of the ever changing earth we stand on, my hair grows with the absence of color making me a blonde, and my eyes have retrieved two recessive genes which makes them blue. Genetically and physically I have been defined female. Certain things that appeal to my brain are usually enacted through sound waves. These sound waves travell through my ears into my brain and give me a sence of pleasure. Music is a primary source of sound waves, Alternative music is what I listen to. I find balance in being able to Listen to and participate in the music making experience, so I also play instruments. This excersises my brain making it stronger by the day. Visual Arts also stimulates my brain. The thought of creating something in your head and then being able to produce a picture to show the world what your mind see's is such a facinating experience. My brain tells me that I like to draw. It also tells me that I love to leer at other images of the mind developed by other ''people''. Certain colors from the spectra of life appeal to my interest. My sleeping quarter is painted a dark shade of purple represtenting lunacy in a sort of way that makes me different from you. The units of material that cover my shell and protect it usually are found to be black, which is the absence of color. Red is a color I see when something stimulates my brain the wrong way, or somebody try's to influence my thoughts and opinions. Blue is a color I see when my mind is content and relaxed. Writing is another form of visual arts. Writing is a way to express many images formed by your mind, but also giving a freedom of thought on how other ''people'' perceive your words. I see a tall dark handsome man differently then a male adolescent or an aging, distiguishing woman. Writing is another hobby that I have created in my realm. My brain is an everchanging mass of confusion sucking up all the energy and feelings it can find. Learning is exersizing my brain and making it stronger so when I have to be out on my own in the ''world'' I have the knowledge and understanding of how to live the way the human race has created life. |