I want you to love me for my talents, not my money because it comes and goes.

I fix my own earphones (using stronger wires) plus sew torn clothes and footwear to reduce the stress of lack of money to pay for repairs or new ones.

Only GOD knows when Time began and when it will end; probably never.

The past is gone but still present in the memory and will be remembered in future.

When down, rest! When damaged, mend! When empty, refill!

I love you, but right now I do not have the money you want from me.

Instead of inking tattoos on human skin, I would rather draw on paper or paint wall murals.

Some people think they cannot draw, but if they repeatedly sketch and refine, they will discover their talentmine.

I do not fancy begging nor borrowing money from humans; if I do not have, then I do not spend.

I cannot attend every funeral.