Am I an artist? A Zombie? I will admit that the book I wrote was good in a summer read while on the beach sort of way but it was not art. I have to be an artist. I’m done with the idea of monetizing and making a living off my shit. As of today I will make that turd of a book free online. The next book I’m writing will be free for all. I’m done trying to be a capitalist. I AM AN ARTIST. The next thing I write will be available to all the people as a gift. I want readers not their money. Yes. This is the revelation that has me with my wings stretched soaring over the clouds of shit i’m usually in.