When I was 16, I pondered through the questions of existence. What is its plan and the greater purpose of living?
Almost 20 have passed. I have seen the world twice over, lived in 3 different continents, earned my millions, started a family (beautiful one I might add) and yet I still ask the same question today... WHAT IS THE PURPOSE OF EXISTENCE?!? Continuity? Self Satisfaction? World Peace?
I say to hell with that. We live to endlessly define ourselves in the grand scheme of life. To leave what tiny little marks we can in the tiny little time we are given! We live to fulfil the unquenchable thirst for enjoyment and to share this with our loved ones and those that matter. Allow me to invite you to join me in this journey of discovery. A journey of joy and dance, tears and sorrow and more importantly the fight for survival.
I don't know how long this journey will last; or why am I only beginning to journal this down at the age of almost 40. But I do know that this will be important to me. Hopefully someday when I am no longer around, the people that matter will understand who I really am.
When your pressure goes from low to high in 30 secs...you will understand why I am who I am.
Dancing Blood Saturday, 20 April 2013
Who am I?
When I was 16, I pondered through the questions of existence. What is its plan and the greater purpose of living?
Almost 20 have passed. I have seen the world twice over, lived in 3 different continents, earned my millions, started a family (beautiful one I might add) and yet I still ask the same question today... WHAT IS THE PURPOSE OF EXISTENCE?!? Continuity? Self Satisfaction? World Peace?
I say to hell with that. We live to endlessly define ourselves in the grand scheme of life. To leave what tiny little marks we can in the tiny little time we are given! We live to fulfil the unquenchable thirst for enjoyment and to share this with our loved ones and those that matter. Allow me to invite you to join me in this journey of discovery. A journey of joy and dance, tears and sorrow and more importantly the fight for survival.
I don't know how long this journey will last; or why am I only beginning to journal this down at the age of almost 40. But I do know that this will be important to me. Hopefully someday when I am no longer around, the people that matter will understand who I really am.
When your pressure goes from low to high in 30 secs...you will understand why I am who I am.
Dancing Blood 
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