: About Me

While working on my Bachelors of Science in Mechanical Engineering, I developed a side interest in writing stories to pass the time and bleed off excess amounts of curiosity. Unfortunately for me, my creativity levels never died and writing provided a fun challenge as I have never been properly educated in anything other than the basics of creative and technical writings. Because of this, and others' opinions that I should write my thoughts down, I have decided to spare some time for my still developing path forward.

Now several years later I feel the need once again to reassert some of my efforts into getting a tighter grasp in an important and yet un-obtained ability. In order to successfully transcribe elusive thought to meaningful word segments that combine sentences and paragraphs into enticing and informational readings, I have brought myself from other writing sites forward to Helium. Here I expect to learn from other writers and pit my skills against the rating system to see where I stand.

Besides writing here, I have started several blogs to help organize my thoughts and point me in a sensible direction (as too many thoughts left in my head are wasteful). I would be pleased if those interested would view and comment, as feedback of any nature will help the process.

My passion is ...

Creativity and possibility.

I know too much about ...

Everything in small pieces.

My parents always told me ...

That thought before action has greater value than after.

My childhood ambition ...

To become an emperor.

My favorite memory ...

There are too many memories to just select one.

Why I write ...

It is the best way to utilize my creative thoughts.

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

A little bit of everything. To understand is to live.

My first job ...

Manual labor of some sorts.

My best moment ...

will be to realize my goals.

My inspiration ...

Creative energy and how it influences the world.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Seeing beauty

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Seeing beauty, for the very first time, was like a gift to my eyes, sent from the divine. She was not human, nothing that beautiful can be, especially when she became mine, a beauty for me. Like the lilies white, that danced on her pond, she was pure as the color, as brilliant as dawn. She was my love, an element given form, water of ages, that would keep me warm. In that present moment, in that blissful time, I didn't have the words just, to put it in rhyme. Every moment with her, was a time to cherish, and all the times to come, until my time to perish. I hoped we'd live forever, but tha...

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