I am the vivid expressionist. I see the world through others, music, words, and observations from a rhombus point of view. I inhale too much and exhale very little. This is my true canvas. I can see troubles like an eagle and see the tears of a parasite. As I sit in front of this window of betrayal I hold my breath. I will always, and I repeat always, be one step ahead of you. No one, and I mean no one really wants the truth like I do. The Vivid expressionist is always holding on to the rubix cube.