My Life Is Art. Its How I

It's From Our Sufferings That We Form Our Consciousness.

Success Made Me Self-sufficient, But It Also Took Away My Anonymity. I'm Just This Quiet Nobody, And All Of A Sudden People Are Nervous Around Me. That Was Kind Of Weird.

I'm Learning More And More That Love Plus Attachment Equals Pain.

I Felt Devalued And Disrespected. The Energy Behind It Felt Disingenuous And Motivated By Corporate Profit.

Prisons Are Like The Concentration Camps Of Our Time. So Many Go In And Never Come Out, And Primarily They're Black And Latino.