accoustic rhetorics

i am a philosopher, i indulge into the questions of existence, font of intellectual conversations of nothingness.

I am a complex person with a simple mind. I make simple things complex and complex things simplified, just to figure out my existence, which is either simple, complex or nothing. Is like a cup of tea either is about the cup or the tea, which come first? you see, i am full of nothing.

I can be poetic and prolific with simple complexity. I see a clear sky with nothing, i hear the wind blow from nowhere, i feel the chill from the fire that is burning inside me.

I have terrible memory leakage, often forgetful, most of the time in dream like state of mind when i am awake. I remember nothing most of the time, which is the only thing i remember.

My 5 senses are mulfunctioned, i am not a sensitive person, don’t think i able to sense, i don’t have the 6th sense either, i don’t have common sense, because i am not a common person, the world lost me most of the time. Therefore i own none of the six senses except the 7th one, nonsense.

I like subjective rhetoric, i read monologues, love cinematography, indulge into art direction, i like nothing.