‘Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?’
‘That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,’ said the Cat.
‘I don’t much care where –‘ said Alice.
‘Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat.
‘–so long as I get somewhere,’ Alice added as an explanation […]
‘But I don’t want to go among mad people,’ Alice remarked.
‘Oh, you can’t help that,’ said the Cat: ‘we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.’
Religious views: We have just enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love one another.
Favorite Writer: When it comes to writers, I don’t believe in monogamy. However, I do love Mircea Eliade.
Favorite Artist: Salvador Dali
Movies I Loved: Lord of the Rings, Schindler’s List
Favorite Quote: “Ceci n’est pas une pipe”
I also love: Hugs, Books, Cooking, Jazz, the Ocean, Traveling, Ice Cream, Wine, Coffee, Mahatma Gandhi, Ian McKellen, George Carlin, Leonard Cohen, Leonardo da Vinci, Amy Winehouse…
When I was 3 years old, my mother thought I was a genius because I was interested in reading her newspapers. ( Actually, I was just bored. Growing up in the countryside included spending a lot of time by myself). She dreamt of me being a famous doctor but little did she knew about me. Afraid of seeing blood and more afraid of mathematics, chemistry, and many others I stuck to becoming more in love with the fantastic world stories and novels brought me.
Logic will get you from A to B. Imagination will take you everywhere.
My grandfather definitely had an important word to say in my affair with books, since he was my Dr. Parnassus (without a dark secret, of course), introducing me to his amazing Imaginarium through incredibly attractive stories.
Unfortunately for my mother, becoming a genius surgeon was far from happening. However, I have studied some of the geniuses this world has seen, since I attended the Faculty of Philosophy.
After three years of mingling with Aristotle, Descartes and others ( I was not ready for a serious relationship back then), I’ve decided that a little bit of marketing wouldn’t hurt. So I took a master course in Public Relationships in Marketing.
I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells.
Meanwhile, although “traveling through reading” was incredible, I escaped a couple of times and ran away living, working and traveling in the USA, and then traveling through Europe and a little bit of Asia.
This is how I became interested in history and anthropology.
Later, I’ve discovered my passion for writing. Oh well, I used to write poems when I was in school, but also destroyed them since they sounded “stupid”.
However, unlike poor Aristotle, I discovered the internet and began writing online, at first, in my native language. At the same time, I was a freelancer writing mostly news for tech blogs.
But at the beginning of 2015, one of my favourite cities in the world, London, promised me a big career. It turned out that England’s capital is just like a man who promises a bright future to a young lady and then pretends he doesn’t know her.
Fortunately, the London experience brought me more mature thoughts and ideas, strengthen my vocabulary and helped me to find a lost part of myself.
Now, I am a writer and I live in sunny Tenerife. I guess the Universe missed the part about OWNING the island. But I am fine with living on it. For now…