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About me:

Who Am I? Good question. Who am I NOT might be a better one. Read my blogs, listen to my music, read my magazine and you will see a little of who I am. But only a few REALLY know me. Fewer still really UNDERSTAND me. My thinking isn't confined by beliefs in a higher power or fear of a burning inferno. My parents instilled in me a strong sense of right and wrong and I live my life in a more moral fashion than most people who kneel and ask for forgiveness & pay their 10% god tax every sunday.

I empty myself of negativity through my music, paintings and writings so that it doesn't spill into the other aspects of my life and thus am almost always in a pleasant mood. We all know what we need to do to get to where we need/want to be and thus I trust my instincts and I look to myself for guidance. On rare occasion i'll call a friend. I love/hate my cell phone. I can't live with it, can't live without it. But it does play all the old Nintendo games so thats a plus. I don't get the whole texting phenomenon, but I can't keep myself from doing it. I love and hate technology. I will retire to the mountains of China before I die and live with the monks. Hopefully. Away from our technological heaven/hell.

I'm not driven by money. It comes and goes and even when I have plenty of it, It doesn't make me happy. Yes, it bought me PS3's, musical instruments and all the wonders of this technological age, but they just gather dust once I'm bored. I've been offered alot of money working for other people but I don't want to be anyones slave any more. I like working for myself and things were going amazing until some little bastards broke into my office and stole all my equipment in June. The last 4 months has been a slow process of trying to get everything back together. It's coming along nicely. Slowly but nicely.

The thing that made me the happiest in a long time was Kung-Fu at Flores Kung Fu Academy. Unfortunately, my life has been so hectic over the last year that I haven't had the time to go. But I will. Soon. There is something about it that I just love. I love weapons training but I love the gracefulness/deadlyness of it too. Beautiful and deadly. Like some women i've known. I think too much. My head is stuck on overdrive. Sometimes it's hard to sleep. After kung fu though, the turmoil in my head is calmed and I can sleep.

My dreams are vivid and strange. If i could record my dreams I'm sure I could package them, sell them and win some awards. My sub-conscious mind is awesome. My waking mind is jealous of it.