Young, I dreamed of being a professor, archaeologist, sociologist or psychologist. And someone important.
Probably my creativity is the source of my soul.
Refusals are never final and these requests denied, could lead me to other people who are as important and influential.
In acting, I take control of my life. I become anxious when I don’t act because I lose control of my dreams.
My priorities:
1) Creativity 2) Freedom 3) Success 4) Security 5) Comfort 6) Exploration
7) Adventure 8) Power 9) Passion 10) Health
I am freely obliged to die.
I feel the need to constantly "untie" me from others.
I have periods of single nodes and I have periods of complex nodes.
Why am I so different?
I learn to write, to put it in a constructive, scalable way on people and my surroundings
Take time to spoil me, feed me.
Levels of death through the ages :
1) A very long time ago, we wondered if the body was dead;
2) Later, we wondered if the brain was dead;
3) Today, one wonders if the person is still experiencing emotions.
I continually need to prove myself that I have the right to speak, to think, to write.
When I deny and denigrate all and everything, it’s because I became a loser.
