I'm not religious, and I feel that has to do with me being uprooted so many times in my life that I've explored many religions and sentiments from many different families basically across the globe.

If I cannot offer some relief to our world, if I cannot inspire our generation to join me, then I feel I am a complete waste of space. This constant fear of feeling irrelevant in our society has been the catalyst behind all my efforts and passions for as long as I can remember.

Every one of us strives to be a better person; and if I am to contribute one thing of myself, it would be compassion.

Bound in primal longings, we pine to be understood by ourselves.

I just don't know how to stitch words in a predictable way sometimes. It's a weird instinct I've developed.

We have such a finite amount of hours on this planet, and there is just no excuse for living a mundane, predictable life in life.

In the end we're all searching for our home, that one place where we belong.