The following year I was writing elaborate plays using classmates as characters inspired by our lunchtime games of cops and drug dealers. (It was terrible, even for a 9 year old). At 9 I wrote my first love poem displaying early interest in the relation of symmetry to beauty and the manner in which physical forces work against each other. I played imaginative games and kept detailed records. Between the ages of 5 and 8 I decided not to speak outside the confines of my home. The earliest audio recording of myself displays a toddling voice eagerly repeating the simple question "do you want to know why?" It appears I knew innately that no matter how much you wish to explain something it may be that no one will want to listen. At a very young age I began conversing with trees and calling them by name, as we all will one day in Heaven. I was born on a hot day 115 years after Wild Bill Hickok shot Dave Tutt dead in Missouri. Biographical Information For Immediate Release:
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