Alive and kicking!

Yay, I'm still alive. And kicking. I've decided to pursue a part time carrier in writing. Oh yeah baby. Stay tuned.

A New Star is Born

Light! It wasn't really a word. It was more of a feeling. Awful feeling. Bright feeling. Crazy feeling. And all this was happening just because I was born. Of course, I did not know that. But the light was there, and it completely occupied my mind. There was nothing else in my mind except the light. Which makes sense if you come to think of it, after all, the brain was a virgin high-density, high-capacity, re-writable and untouchable storage medium. Empty.

I know what you're thinking. "It wasn't empty, because it had begun 'thinking' a long time ago, in the womb". But you're wrong. There was no womb. No, there wasn't. Yes, it is possible. Stop thinking! You're only making matters worse. Just accept reality (mine): I was born in an instant. There was nothing, and all of a sudden, poof! here I was. A quick lightning fast neural discharge and it was done.

I grew up in fairy-tale like fashion: in one minute as others in one year. If you're curious, that's a five hundred and twenty five thousand six hundred percent increase in development speed (that's 525'600%  for you visual  type readers). Did you ever wonder how come fairy-tale heroes that grew in one year as others in ten managed to live happily ever after, although logic dictates that after eight years or so they would be too old to live, let alone be happy too? I did. And I figured it out, seen it affects me directly: it only worked this way for the first two years of their life or so, after which they returned to normal development speed. Yes, you got it, by the time you reached this point of the story, I've long stopped growing like an epidemic out of control and returned to normal cycles.

The drawback with fast growing is, of course, you don't have much time to accomplish great things. You're busy growing. But once growing is done, you find yourself not knowing what to do next. I for one feel an urge to share everything I have (which is not much): my opinions, my ideas and my fears. What YOU are doing here is beyond me, but who am I to challenge your choices?

Some food for thought: today's biggest threat seems to be "identity theft". People impersonate other people, having for final goal their own personal development. By getting other people's money. This is the kind of crime I find the eye-for-eye approach not only appropriate, but too gentle. But anyway. I have the solution to this problem, and I'll share it with you for free. Yes, really, no catch. You don't have to give me your email address and real name or anything like that. It's completely free. Here's the thing: can you imagine someone trying to steal MY identity? ... If I was any more sensitive than this, your laughing would have hurt my feelings. But yes. No-one would be interested in stealing my identity, because:

1. I have a horrible personality
2. I have no money

So now you understand why this solution is free don't you?

This space (not) for rent!

Hang on posterity, here I come. I shall use this space to shove my thoughts down the neural path of any lunatic unlucky enough to come across these pages, bury myself deep down their gray matter and haunt their every dream (they will be in consequence called nightmares).