I unlike many Furries, find myself to be more infatuated with reality, the world around me and the harmonious tangential spirituality conspiring with nature and its children. Not so much the baffling, over-glamorized and rather abstract sex cult, consisting of group orgies and pornographic images of anthropomorphic creatures, Nor getting all hot and bothered in mascot suits.........Not that I myself don't enjoy occasionally the art base of erotic exploits and indulging into animalistic lust!

I am a bit sanguine at times yes.

I consider myself, *not to be discursive* deceptively smart, with risk of sounding egotistic I do have my share of antics, spazzy and at times highly obscure humor. =)

And to adumbrate rather than rant, I consider "furry" a definition of who I am in personal aspects, Instead of a statement / or fad that insinuates being one who is grotesquely obsessed with "Erotic, Furry Yiff Art." and being socially dehumanized, for we are all animal as much as we are human and you are only as dehumanized as you allow yourself to be.

I fancy making the beast more so out of me rather than making the beast myself. Samuel Johnson, (18 September 1709 [O.S. 7 September] – 13 December 1784), often referred to as Dr. Johnson once said; "He who makes a beast out of himself...gets rid of the pain of being a man".