What am I? (January 2003)

After seeing an interesting page at '...little pool of Randomness...', I felt the urge to create a similar page for myself. I may come back and edit it from time to time. The following is basically some describing words to give a small glimpse into me...

I am creative.
I can be original.
I am artistic.
I am INFP.
Only one percent of the population is INFP.
I have no favourite colour.
I enjoy dreaming.
I am left handed and right-brain oriented.
I am depressed.
I am concealing something.
I have bad memories.
I dwell on the past.
I'm not letting go.
I wish I was better at everything.
I am very quiet most of the time.
I am not always quiet.
I enjoy acting.
I write all the time.
I am a pagan.
Wicca was always what I felt to begin with.
I am physically weak.
I have many good acquaintances, but very few friends.
I am Travis Wall.
I am not as self-centered as you may think from this website.
I am often very cynical.
I want to help people.
I write music.
I love The Cure.
I am interested in studying psychology.
I am not going to kill myself today.
I am dying.
I am uncomfortably numb.
I do not like this world.
I have dwindling hope in the human race.
People are ignorant.
I feel alone.
I am very sorry. I don't know why.
I have a sense of humor that most people never get to see.
I am a gemini.
My beliefs are mine only.
I am a vegetarian.
I am a music junkie.
I love art films.
I love art.
I love any medium that tells a story (film, music, theatre, paintings, literature, etc.)
I am in need of rest.
I am homesick though I am at home.
I like things that make me think.
I am intuitive.
I listen.
I am misunderstood because I say little.
I don't say much until I feel that I should, or that I am comfortable in doing so.
I love art because it makes me feel something.
I love art because it makes me think.
I like individuals, but not people.
I am me.
People destroy each other.
People are racist, homophobic, and ignorant.
People are bigotted. They start wars.
People don't think.
People talk too much. They don't have time to think about what they should be saying.
The world is polluted beyond repair.
The world is dying.
I no longer have hope.
There may not be much time left.
Nostradamus made predictions for up to 5000 CE.
The pope and Hitler are very similar. I despise both.
And Bill Gates.
And Microsoft.
I never tell people how I really feel.
I am writing about some of my bitter views on society. They are not all like this, though many are.
I am glad that I am not somebody else.
I don't like to care what other people think.
People seem to like me. I think fewer people would if they knew more because they are too ignorant to see past it.
What is normal is an illusion.
I haaavvvvvvveeeee n0tthing to hold.


Part 2 (March, 2003)

I would like to consider myself a poet
I don't usually say much to somebody unless I am alone with them
I am trying to expose myself more
I am worried that perhaps I should not post this on the internet
I wish I would cry
I laugh a lot
I love rain
I love to stare at the sky
I love to meditate
I can feel my chakras
I do not feel that I am understood
I see things clearly in my head
Time passes either too quickly or not quickly enough
I still have scars
They feel like souveniers
I am alone in a crowd of people
I like to see the moon
I like to be outside at night
I am most energetic at night
I wish it would rain more
I wish that I didn't need to hold anything back
There are few people that I feel are genuinely trustworthy
I often don't really say what I mean to say
I often don't know how to say what I mean to say
I feel like I am being weighted down
I like to play the guitar
I need to write
I want to draw
and paint
and do photography
and make films
and albums / music
and sing
and act
and help people
maybe I can dig my own grave...that would be interesting
I hope I can help my friend