I am Khannea Suntzu. I don’t exist. I am a hyper-idealized version of a person that has absolutely no sentimentality about what is, and has nothing but hope for all that may be. (and I am not even the ONLY hyper-idealized version).
Google my Facebook, wikipedia. fetlife and an assortment of other sites where I indulge in this ‘persistent selfexpression’. Is what I doing art or pathology? What – if it is ‘hope’ or ‘ambition’ ?