When destiny closes one of the doors of your life, it will open another somewhere else. It is possible that the realm discovered behind the newly opened gate may be much richer than the one you were forced to leave. Like the tides that recede water from one part of the world and flood other shores thousands of miles away. It is up to you, man, to choose the gate of your destiny! However, when several gates open, the human heart is in a great dilemma. Which gate will succeed in fulfilling his dreams? I began the bumpy road of writing with a children's story. As my fingers ran over the keyboard, this story turned into magic-mixed science fiction. I had involuntarily created a fantasy world whose existence I myself had been unaware. But it was there... in my dreams... stemmed from the depths of childhood. A world where I often wished to remain. I was dreaming of that world that existed only for me. I wrote about the passions that exalted me and that the human heart feels. I was writing down my memories and all my childhood, which I could not give up. There is no doubt that the part of me that remained in the fantasies of childhood revolted and raged through these writings, which will continue as long as I remember them. Some people say that dreamers walk around with their heads in the clouds and are always distracted. Others accuse them of worse, saying that they will spend the rest of their lives in an imaginary world and achieve nothing good. For a while, I thought so myself. A dreamer. I must have been a pipe dreamer, rather. Because I could not make sense of my dreams. That was until my inner spirit commanded the awakening from the desolation that was leading me to a complete collapse straight to death. At that moment I gathered the dreams from all the failures of my life. I searched through them for fragments of memories, which I managed to assemble, when destiny closes one of the doors of your life, it will open another somewhere else. It is possible that the realm discovered behind the newly opened gate may be much richer than the one you were forced to leave. Like the tides that recede water from one part of the world and flood other shores thousands of miles away. It is up to you, man, to choose the gate of your destiny! However, when several gates open, the human heart is in a great dilemma. Which gate will succeed in fulfilling his dreams? I began the bumpy road of writing with a children's story. As my fingers ran over the keyboard, this story turned into magic-mixed science fiction. I had involuntarily created a fantasy world whose existence I myself had been unaware. But it was there... in my dreams... stemmed from the depths of childhood. A world where I often wished to remain. I was dreaming of that world that existed only for me. I wrote about the passions that exalted me and that the human heart feels. I was writing down my memories and all my childhood, which I could not give up. There is no doubt that the part of me that remained in the fantasies of childhood revolted and raged through these writings, which will continue as long as I remember them, and which led me to understand that I could become a creator. To create worlds that only the eyes of a dreamer can see. I felt myself pierced by the power of each and every dream and they told me the unwritten stories of the world. They floated around me like halos unleashed across the universe. They penetrated the innermost recesses of my mind and became one with my own spirit. Their intrusion filled every fiber of my flesh and every quiver of my soul with an aura of the hidden mysteries of the universe. At that moment, I was filled with an unusual force, and from dreams I hatched a plan whose fulfillment depended only on the determination and boldness of my being. My decision was also forced by the fact that I read, through my research, about the great men of history who were not defeated by anything and continued until they achieved their dream. Over the years, I realized that I had locked away in that part of my soul, which remained as if it was a child's, all the realms I had dreamed of, where I escaped from the real world. I sometimes felt like I wanted to run away far from the world I was living in. Into a world of my own that only I could see, but I did not understand why I could not reach it. I couldn't even put it into words, because I didn't understand the world I was living in. Now, with a sense of maturity, I can freely express everything I dreamed of. Through writing, the desires I had backĀ then are coming to light. Along with them, the memories, sorrows and joys of my childhood. I do not want to be praised for what I write. Pride will get to my head and that will make me dizzy. Only criticism can improve my writing. Because I want to get better at what I do. As for my writings, they will appear as I can shape them... There is no such thing as a writer's costume. In any case... it is not the cover that the book should be judged by. Every man needs to express themself. Every bit of my being pushes me to write. It is part of my life. So, I reckon I'm just... A man who writes. If readers will think to place me in the writer's guild, that will be enough for me. I will feel, for example, like a singer who wins the big prize at the Grammy Awards or the American Music Awards. Except that a writer is not like a singer. The latter creates a song and can become famous very quickly via social media. A writer, on the other hand, needs many days and nights of brain work, vast amounts of information storage, analysis and research. All the nooks and crannies of the brain need to be opened up to store the results of a multitude of research and study sessions necessary for the work to which the writer has dedicated himself. In the world of writing, fame is hard to come by, but when the writer has achieved it, he feels a kind of satisfaction as if he were to climb to great heights and from there look down on the world with the values of wisdom. That is why I don't expect to win the world's favor so quickly. Easy success is not sustainable.
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