We are the true architects of our lives. Only we as individuals and individuals alone, carry within us, the inner ability to make any changes to it's blue prints.

There may be troubled waters along the many paths my life shall take, but only I as a man, may keep my vessel afloat, and guide myself straight.

A brush of kindness can paint a smile on a face.

I can not, and will not judge, by what my eyes may see. For the skin on a man shall not reveal his true identity.

I choose not to place "DIS," in my ability.

Know me for my abilities, not my disability.

When the heart speaks, love listens.