Life for me started when I was in grade 4, I wondered more about myself. My likes dislikes, my gravitation towards a respectful educated delinquent. Don't think to deep unlike the Shelby's my life thus far has been love, experiences and learning. I believe that though I cross the path of an educator and inspiration to many individuals I am forever learning and growing and just as time is constant my progress is in life, in journeys that are parallel.

I am currently at a stage in my life where the words to this story are being typed faster than the message is to the sender. What can I say other than I'm back home in my mind in my home in my country. My mind ventures when it's stagnant or overwhelmed, but I'm clear now just with many stories. I always drift more to pain than the glories. It's where the ears never fall deaf or in the mind are forgotten, where my hand and eye communicate directly with my brain in my mind.

Sometimes the universe resets your course, with a higher purpose, surpasses your expectations and enhances the disappointments. I believe it's to strengthen your remorse, realign the source away from comfort, and into discovered gratefulness. reenforces how we're self governed and unconvers happiness. There's more suffered if we don't outsource our motivation, less discovered if we weep in depression. Much disconcert when there's abrupt change and no analysis like a singer at a concert with no flow,mining to the wrong tune, ruining their own bloom, silent in a crowded room. set backs aren't meant to put you in a tomb. They're fuel to view what you lack and build in stacks where you fall back. From the neurons to the boundless connections of your aura you stem the growth to your floral. You always come first, like the faith of Noah. He's ark is mark of a stroy that embarks despite the trials at heart. the brain is strain of your soul and mind intertwined, it's in yourself that you'll find the programmer to the successful output server. You are apart of so many different parts, you are unstructured art of this world you are part, smell the bullseye 🎯 from the power behind the dart. Give this life all your heart be unique set apart, never settle on what does make your heart rattle, there's always battles, but we live on like heavy metal. not lives of cattle, but packs of wolves just more humble. Fumble not, rumble at the negativity thoughts, you are daily self taught, so hard you done already fought. Passion is built not bought.