This is the Garden
of all the creations that have no place
What I do not do
From these wild creations from silence.
Amateurism, in all its glory.
Looking for fame
There already is a large crow of felines (actually three) begging for my attention. Oh, and children, too. Forgot the husband, that's enough fame.
I love you, whatever you do, wherever you are, whatever your believes are, whatever you look like (though if you're 12 feet tall, all green with fangs, send me a selfie, please).