ClaudiusNan• Show philosophies

My very first memory that I could remember was in the form of a question... I remember looking up at the strange beings who were all taller and bigger than me... I felt so small, and I remember asking the question... "Who are these people? And, Where did they come from??"

Remembering that, I now know that I have been a thinker, a philosopher, an annoying boy who never stopped asking questions, that was/is me.

My curiosity has lead me to be labeled a rebel. I am a rebel. It is the spirit of rebels that we now have freedom... (or at least the illusion of it).

I was born in Romania, my father became fed up with the communist government (he too is a rebel) and fled. I was three. He escaped the openly evil government and was caught in Yugoslavia... spent six months in prison and then through a sponsorship program with America... he flew to Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. With twenty dollars in his pocket, he went to work the very next morning...

That is another early childhood memory... remember I was three... my father and mother never spoke of him leaving in front of me... (they've told me this later) but then why did I remember knowing and feeling that he is leaving, that I won't see my daddy for a long time... I remember looking down the stairs of the apartment building we were living in, and asked my dad, "daddy, where are you going?" and he responded "I'll see you soon, I love you."

This story represents my intuition... a very strong one if I may brag.