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The below text was written in like, 2006/2005. I wonder if I am still so bold to keep it below-- but I will. review.

I scrapped it all. All what? My previous info.
As of May 2007, I still realize the brazen text below.

I'm Nathan. a.k.a. SoreThumb.

Whether I am
the Quake player from 1999 dressed in all yellow, and named "SoreThumb" to flaunt my original lack of First-person-shooter talent,
or I am the "Angry Young Man" willing to step on the toes of the higher-ups who control my fate,
or I am the "Innocent Man" who wants nothing more than to heal the wounds of our lives with love (motherly, brotherly, universal, or passionate),
or I am the man who will stand on the fence of therianthropy, wondering how much more I can be than human,
or I am the man who will sit silent, the man who will sit at his computer,
or I am the man who would punch your face out if you say I have 'Diahhrea of the mouth' again...

I am still me.
I am constantly changing and growing. The Nathan you see now may not have been the Nathan of years ago, or he may still be the exact same as you have left him. I have learned to love myself.
I will be knocked out of a fight and come back in a new way, I will simply stand strong against the slings and arrows of my opponents as a silent monitor, or I will fight with all the rage of the universe.


Regardless of what I am, I am great because I can change and grow.

My life is under constant revision and understanding.

That is who try to be: the power of never-say-die, or always-say-love.



You may know me for one of many things:
Various art-postings at DeviantArt,
Seedier art-postings at other websites,
My comments at Oekaki boards as well as some drawings,
Through school (I'm an alumni of UMass Amherst. Class '06).,
Through old school (Woburn HS, '02 ),
Through 0ld sk00l (I love Earthbound, Pokemon, some SNES games, and have made ancient ripples in such communities),
Through friends in real life,
Through friends on the internet,


but all in these places I try to be wholesome. I try to be me. I try to be supportive. I try to be the watering can to your seed. I try to be the fresh soil for which you to dig your roots in.

But most of all, I want to be loved, because I want to love everyone. (Doesn't everybody?)




I hold the deepest hope in my heart,

that the characters I have made are alive in some way,
that the things I do help everyone to live better, and love themselves and others,
that the symbol I adorn myself with (of ideals, fantasy, spirituality, and love) will come to a vivid realization again in the euphoria of life and dreams' union,

that someday,
I can be truly and vividly alive, in more colors than eyes can see; in all the colors the brain can feel,
and lift my feet off the ground.



The awkwardness of 'hate' echoes in my mind.




I am like the ocean.
I leave what I mean by that up to you, though.

I'm doing my part.

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