I am...

I stand with my feet on the ground, but my head in the sky. My mind is constantly turning, trying to think of ways to become better, faster, stronger. I have fantastic ideas to change simplistic things, and have developed complicated paths to bulldoze fundamental roads. I'm a dreamer.
There are things in my life that I have always loved: sunsets, fireplaces, the color black, dreaming, and I must not forget about books. Oh, how I love books. Their ability to transport you to any place and time, to arouse your inner gladiator, to whimsically challenge your every thought...
I don't know how to follow rules; I never have. I do things my way, or no way at all. I'd love to stick it to The Man, to tear down the platforms that politicians and robots stand upon to preach their squabbles and squeaks. I am my own person; I live inside my head with me, myself and I. I am unconventional.
I don't believe in chance or coincidence. I think those are common words to describe a fantastical twist of absolute fate. I go to sleep each night knowing that I have been afforded my life because the universe conspired to give it to me. The stars and galaxies got together and decided that right now, in this very moment, I will exist. I'm blessed and thankful, and a true representation of an abundent universe.
For all these reasons and more, I simply am. I breathe and move, write and read, teach and learn my own self. The only way out is through, the only way up is down, and the only way to live is on a whim...