Chris creates from a place most people never see. In public he is quiet and observant, but in private he becomes the architect of entire worlds. Writer, musician, publisher, builder. Moving with a rare dual-brain intensity shaped by ADHD and dyslexia, not in spite of them. His mind does not store language the way others do. It stores feeling, image, motion. Memory arrives as pictures fused with emotion, not words on a page.
Because of this, his imagination is synesthetic. Sound has shape and comes in colors. Words carry temperature. Ideas are not abstract. They are places he can step into and move through. What he creates is never forced. It arrives whole, like transmission. Songs, poems, and stories come through raw and unfiltered, the way Mozart's scores appeared in Amadeus, complete on the first pass.
His poetry plays like film. His music paints atmosphere and color. His stories unfold like lived memory rather than invention. Everything he has built—the art, the businesses, the universe of sound and language—comes from that private, unrestrained self shaped by a mind that does not think in straight lines.
Few ever see that side of him.
Now you know the truth.
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