On what I am now
Now I'm nothing more of these words.
You don't have to look for me anywhere, I'm nothing more than the mad side of the mad side of a schizoid mind.
I'm not yet a writer nor a blues star.
I can't say I can play any musical instruments.
If somebody will publish my first novel "Sed Frustra" I will be something different.
But now I'm nothing, don't waste your time thinking what I do when I'm not writing post in broken english.
When you stop reading I disappear, I love my life












