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November 1989, energy and idea clashed and pulled like tide into lightning to the snare of meat.

Understanding and feeling under the weight of sad soul at home in hate lead to early philosophy.

Around the time control with a writing instrument developed, so did art. The desire to be Disney, Shel Silverstein, George Carlin, and Eminiem created a cartoon of a human. Pretty and handsome was this meat. Held in, enduring discomforting, and playing was this spirit.

Soul stretched over chapters and levels, books and video games alike through even more understanding. Analysis eventually leading to “articulating the human experience” and sociopathic tendencies to understand and produce emotion. A value for people, and it’s equal debt.

Even an A+ student with perfect attendance in the top 5% would be told to work on homework instead of art. Only this Albert would do both. Charcoal and oil pastels lead to the abstraction and violent precision from pencil and pen. Though their influence would return later.

Value of life(s) lead to neglect and repression. Cooking replaced art, the act of doing it as dance and war seen only by comrades.

Dabbles of influence throughout the pandemic and 2 years of happiness purchased with $5000 and a lifetime in those months were building blocks. A total shit storm and literally throwing away almost his entire life, Albert would emerge as art for the last time.

No longer human, the molecular form of radio energy and ideas pops in and out of existence and on multiple planes, mostly as a highway for the spirit world. Art is everything, a new world is under construction as the big boom to rebirth art as the world and universe in its natural place and native tongue for expression in human evolution is underway.