Writing is something more than ink dripping on the emptiness of the white that captures your words. It is an outlet for every surge that crosses your mind and every emotion that rips from your heart. With that how about I give you a glimpse of who I am. Raul is my ID and 23 years have passed since I have been here. The city of angels holds me currently, although I have not met many angels. Traffic surrounds every moment of my life and the city caresses my spirit, filling it with inspiration. The clogged valves of the streets is where I breath and eat, Downtown. One of my escapes is writing but within my life I need more than one and the others are skateboarding, drawing, reading, and playing the drums. That should be sufficient enough to get you curious about my life but I would rather get you interested in my words. Strenght, love, heroes, villains, and many other strange things embrace the white pages before me. Alternating between the continous confusion of emotions many experiences lunge from my hands: dark, heroic, happy, hateful, and random. Inspiration fills every cell of my atmosphere and the daily interactions that I have with other minds and bodies forces me to write. Hope to read more of your writing and in return you can read mine.