Starts back in '89 at a middleschool science exhibit demonstrating the effects of alcohol and smoking on hearts and lungs. Last that I remember was a buddy tossing a real human heart into the air. I believe I just passed out due to a weak stomach, but others suggest a seizure. Lights out for a week. It's kind of hard to decipher some of my characteristics afterwards between head injury or depression. I was basically a moron for a few years afterwards. But since I've proven otherwise.

Today I'm as happy as a puppy with two peters! I'm surviving college where I'm studying architecture and in turn myself and reality all together. Two problems, or speedbumps rather, remain: short-term memory difficulties and acquired dyslexia. These make reading more than just a challenge - its a down right pain in the a . ..., well, you get the idea.

I'm no longer on any medication - which I'm very happy to say. All TBI cases I've met deal with very short fuses - easily ticked off. Well me too. But I've found ways to deal with it, and I'm happy and confident to say that I've got it under control. I accomplish this by manipulating the pure energy that once surfaced as anger, into something rewarding. That once uncontrollable rage energy orchestrates through my body a simple mechanical instrument commonly known as a bicycle. The music I produce is speed. It can be so intense, almost erotic. Its like animal instinct, going in for the kill. completely natural, not bound by rational linguistic thought. This is one of my favorite escapes form the insanity of the synthetic realities forced on us by the hysteria of civilization.

I'm glad to have found this site and the many other related news and chat sites. I'd enjoy comparing symptoms and sharing solutions. I also love to talk casual philosophy of architecture, arts, life, realities, nature, plus B&W photography, aviation, music, . . ..

My name's Dan, nickname crazycat
I welcome emails and ICQ.
ICQ: 63680168

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