It's a story of anger and frustration. People are evil, self-centered, and narrow-minded, in my opinion. My father was a tyrant who rudely treated and humiliated me when I was a child. He was against me with women. He knew what I didn't know—that I would develop a mental disorder and become quiet and timid. Since I have a mental illness and am a cute, loving man who values peace, love, and harmony and must fit into a false, wild, and perfect society in order to survive, my life has become difficult, frustrating, and confusing. People who lack empathy and love have bullied, ridiculed, rejected, and ignored me. Because I'm cute and don't act like that, and because of no love, support, or instruction in values that have isolated me since childhood, I let them do it and gave them space.
As a result, I created a vibrant, abstract painting of myself as an Indian using face paint, feathers, and other decorative elements. Indians have simple, courageous, peaceful lives that I find to be cute and liberating. That would have allowed me to be who I am, content, and around women—something I have desired since I was a kid. Cute as I am is a fundamental phrase that translates to "honesty, empathy, and loving what I want" rather than "the opposite." Even if cute individuals do not have a good life, they care about people and animals anyway. The butterfly and the bird are joyful creatures that exist in freedom; they are self-sufficient, peaceful, and present in the moment. This also applies to the lovely and tranquil flora. To maintain happiness and relationships with women, one must steer clear of evil and choose love, as exemplified by the magnificent hearts.
