Ok. I was born to be an artist of some kind - a variety of genres has caught my interests over the years; presently photography, cartooning and playing mandolin is where i'm at today. Part and parcel of "artisitc genius" is my propensity to wallow into deep depression. My life has sucked, mostly, anyway, taking that I work at a fast-food place to survive, but that is something I have to work on by myself. (Like everything else. Yeah, I tend to be a recluse as well.) When I was around twelve I had some out of body experiences, but i can't help but notice my main psychic skills are in the precognitive area and have unfortunately shown themselves often whenever a loved one is about to unexpectantly die. My brother, my father, my ex, my guinea pig... all deaths were foretold in either dreams or just "hunches". I have also experienced happy foretellings of love and good fortune, as well, so that evens things out a bit. I believe in Guides and Spirits, but they come and go in my life, so occasionally I may post that I feel I haven't any or that they don't help. Currently, I'm trying to figure out all this Law of Attraction stuff while wrestling with my naturally cynical personality.