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:: Audrey De Leon ::

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Well, I'm sure that we can all agree that we are all here to display our creative endeavors. I so happen to have a passion to write, to explore the conscious, to embrace emotion, and to dictate it to the world through the power of the written word. I dont want to seem presumptuous, but I'm here to write and be faithful to the "idea" at which might be at your expense, so please, read with caution and discretion. My name is Audrey De Leon and I was born in Los Angeles, California in 1988. Acutely, I was raised in Sun Valley/Burbank which are small neighboring cities within the Postal of Los Angeles. I'm an amateur/freelance writer searching for any opportunity to expand and nurture this self proclaimed talent. Nineteen years in this world just seem to not justify any claim nor remark, so I will patiently wait to enrich and evidently prove this theory that I can be successful through writting. I must say that I dont define "success" by the modern day standard. My success is accomplished through the ponder of an audience, or through the enlightment of one. I have a very supportive family, an amazing group of friends, and a wide spread of acquaintances that feed the fury in my passion every single day. I plan to one day be able to explore and conquer the world and bring it alive to those around me through ink and paper.

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::: With Frail legs I Stumble Upon Strength :::

Submissive to my urge, today I take my first step towards my journey. I’m not content, but I understand what I must do to become so. I've learned today that I must embrace the world that has not yet learned to embrace itself. Humanities is my new course, and I shall pursue it with the undying urge that lays inside of my soul. I look at my surroundings and I’m in love with the consciousness that allows me to learn empathy, but most importantly experience empathy. I’ve learned sympathy, I've learned understanding, I've learned that not a million machines can create nor make sense of a heart's beat. We are extraordinary machines and if you do not understand what I'm trying to say, I’m sorry to say that my soul does not allow me to write other words other then these to allow you to understand. I'm infuriated by our societies negligence of evolvement and process, and I refuse to put my hand in the cookie jar and be accused of a crime. Endure the lesson I wish to preach through feeling evoked by words, then you shall understand that orthodox has imprisoned the free spirit, love, and faith. I guess I seem to dwell in my thoughts and only those who understand my writings deserve to know that the human race is a beautiful disaster and maybe I shouldn’t write so complex. I want to be the flame that lures moths even in the darkest hour of the night. Things wouldn’t be as enticing as they are tonight, today, tomorrow, and forever if I was just to write accordingly to you. My thoughts are broad and abstract, but my heart is keen.

Written by: ~ Audrey De Leon

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