: About Me

Telling that I was born in South Africa tells you about as much about me as saying "that's a can beans" tells about what beans are.
Like all people, when I was born I didn't know the really important information about myself, because, even though I was born the "I" that I became simply didn't exist yet.
I doubt if the "I" has yet come into existence because it's still evolving. "I" am becoming with every moment that passes since my birth.
My evolution takes place by thinking about everything I experience.
Thinking makes me what I will eventually become.
By thinking I am creating my mind. Without thinking my mind is nothing and my existence is unimportant. I'm creating my mind so that my existence can be realized.
If I think hate I will be a hater. If I think love I will be a lover, if I think jealousy I will be jealous. If I think cruelty I will be cruel and so on.
I've decided to think love and compassion for all living creatures, even for non living creatures.
I believe that the mind I create will be here forever. This makes the kind of mind I create through the thoughts I think the most important task of life.

My passion is ...

love

I know too much about ...

jesus, mohammed

My parents always told me ...

you're a naughty boy

My childhood ambition ...

to be a spy

My favorite memory ...

going on a date

Why I write ...

I've got a head full of ideas nobody wants to hear about and nobody agrees with

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

mozart, bach, beethoven, sibelius, thelonius monk, dinah washington, proust

My first job ...

teacher of jewish religion

My best moment ...

having a good idea

My inspiration ...

love

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Anger

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My reverie. He threw a bucket of ice cold water on my head. What was I supposed to do? I screamed, jumped up, waved my arms. I cursed and decided there and then to take revenge. The thing had come on me so suddenly and coldly. The cold shook me out of my reverie where I was comfortable and unafraid. Its shock had made me frightened and its coldness had angered me. I was angry at the person who did this shocking thing and the cold water gave me pain. Anger, annoyance, fear and hate were all justified. Who could deny that? I was an injured person and so entitled to be angry and to hate and s...

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