Rumour has it that I was raised by wolves (which would explain my odd behaviour), but I know this not only to be not true, but also highly offensive to my parents, who may appear to be wolves to the untrained eye, but are actually just a rare breed of homo sapiens known as Madeirans.
My first goal in life is to learn as much as possible from the creatures (human or otherwise) I meet, the plants I have the opportunity to stop and observe, art in all its forms, the food I get to eat everyday, and every sunrise I'm fortunate enough to witness while simultaneously living in the most remote place I can find, and document this learning experience in any way I see fit, whether through the medium of words, music, film, photography, or (admittedly pretty bad) painting and sculpture. Well, you can't be good at everything. Anyway, hopefully by the time I've died, I'll have managed to weave all my disparate stories together to show just how rich, complex, and varied life on Planet Earth can be.
Also, while we're on the topic of me, I'd just like to bring to your attention the fact that I'm awesome, and if you don't like it, too bad, because that's just how I roll. B-)