Christopher C. Maietta

Hi! Uhm. I hope it is still 2022 by the time you read this. I think I'm starting to get what's going on here... This place isn't scary. It's fun! All my life I have been running away from participating in communities everywhere in fear of not being accepted for who I am. Consider the fear factored, faced, conquered and now here I am; filling out my profile for the first time in who knows how many years. It feels like almost thirty, maybe even a couple more. I don't really have anything to contribute yet other then just being me, and for now I think that is more than enough. I have however, in my time spent alone, calculated the exact number of infinity, in both positive and negative varietals. Unfortunately the series of words used to describe said "fastest route to the beyond" is still lost somewhere in the super computer of a brain I was blurssed with. For now I can only quantify it by the number of ideas that keep spilling out of my soul. It feels like too much to handle some days but I know that just means I'm walking the edge of a real and proper blade. A sword fit for royalty and servant; Kings and Queens equal and alike whilst walking beside each other. Hand. In. Hand...

Who is this wacky cat, you ask? A Word and a Poem, a Pen and a Page. I am just a game playing itself over and over and over. It is a slow and sultry melody creepin' up into this dark corner that's really just a bright spot waiting to be illuminated. If I could only remember how to turn on this silly flashlight thing people keep handing me. I miss torches. They were entirely too much work to get going, but a visceral experience to be certain, holding in our hands a shard of burning Earth Magic. Battery Magic just doesn't sound as good, but it is far more effective once the switch finally flicks.

Feel free to reach out if the notes of my song strike a chord with you! I'm more than a little shy, but hungry for collaboration. Thanks!