Universal Greetings.
Who am I...? The isolationist by way of Miami, Florida. Frequently attempting to comprehend the external world while traveling the path of persistent introspection. The soundtrack to this theatrical production became hip-hop. Anything hip-hop I knew about it and did it. The music set the stage. It made me laugh. It made me think. It made me angry, but most importantly, hip-hop made me want to give back to the world. Latching onto the sciences, I decided to become a chemist. Becoming a chemist would provide me with knowledge to cure some of the world's ailments. This is how I would give back to this planet. So my studies and aspirations led me to an institution called Emory University, located in Atlanta, GA. Sill a recluse, I slowly embraced a variety of characters. My theatrical production began to solidify and became conventionally known as Islam. Meanwhile, I consistently ran into these cats who walked a similar walk and talked a similar talk. These cats were definitely characters. Extending their circle to include me I became one of these characters - an ill character. So who am I...? The youngest brother from a different mother with the disposition of Malcom.