I am compelled to write down something of some sort at this very moment. It doesn't matter what I write, exactly, as long as I put together letters to create words and then follow that by putting the words together which would in-turn create sentences.
Every once in a while, my body twitches in a specific way which indicates that I need to get to a writing utensil immediately so that I could pen down my thoughts specifically and accurately in the moment that they are conceived so that they remain original.
I come from a life of chaos and, as some may view it, despair. I do not belong to any one group people or any kind of distinct demographic. I am so diverse that even I don't know what I appreciate anymore. All I know is that whenever I do something, I do it with the hope that my actions are changing something somewhere in the world for the better. I'd like to believe that I am basically ethical and moral and if I were to be put into an ethical dilemma, my manner would uphold to that facet.
A wise man who I once knew once told me that I should never let others put me down. He always convinced me that I was the best that I could be at all moments in life and that he would always be proud of me because he knew I was living up to my full potential. When that man died, for a short time I feared that his idea died along with him. No one else that I have ever encountered in my lifetime has ever applied such a theory to my being and I assume no one ever will (if they do, I'm sure it won't be on that level of enthusiasm).
I now recognize that I am destined for greatness. I know that that specific phrase is extremely cliché to utter out loud about your own self, but I know it to be true so I must publicize it. I am predestined by whatever entity presides over this universe to carry out change that will have a universal and all-embracing virtuous impact on society as a whole.