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|Member Since||Jul 09, 2011|
My name is Julian. I am a writer. With a pen in my hand or my fingers to a keyboard I get excited, and when I'm excited I exhale hallucinogenic fog from the gallows inside my lungs. My eyes see into infinity and my mouth holds worlds that spin with every single spoken syllable. Once in a while, during a golden moon, I inhale the spirit of every face I've seen or name I've known and share one mind with them for a night. Then I attempt to astral project my spirit into the atmosphere. I've crowned kings. I've slain dragons. I made a deal with the devil to lead sinners to God. Crumbled empires for pennies. Led crusades against heretics in the name of a hundred lifeless stone statues. Flown through galaxies, and always woke up the next morning drooling over a notepad. If I make no sense, it's because I'm too stubborn to break a dollar for change while the rest of the world stays the same. All it takes is common sense to cripple the government; two cents for that empire I talked about earlier. I look for approval from no one except the characters I create. I do not profess to be one of the greats, or great in any ways at all. But if you trust me to, I will guide you into a surreal realm that the word "fantasy" does not justify. If there is one thing I will do, it will be to take your mind and light it on fire with imagination like you've never seen before. I offer you my hand. What's say you?