Something's wrong with the world

It's obvious that there's something wrong with the world. Here's why:

Life goes on with both good and bad things happening. Trying to make the best of it and stay close to my son. He is all that matters.

Got my son back. Let’s see if it’s only temporary, until the next mood swing or for good. I love him so much.

She has taken my son from me. I knew this day would come and I have shown patience and tried to communicate and deal with all the issues. All in vane. How can I get my son back in a third world country?

Throughout my life, I kept trying to improve things, make life better for myself and people around me.

When my son was born, that drive became even stronger. I mean, it’s unthinkable that anyone with a kid would not be trying to protect the environment, promote and encourage education and be generally a nicer person toward others since.

Does it work like that?

Stolen Holiday

Someone has stolen a holiday from me and my kid. That’s ok, I never forget.

Something’s wrong with the world turned 1 today!

Something’s wrong with the world turned 1 today!

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I’m in that mood again.

No regrets.

Over the years, I’ve developed so many ideas in my mind. Many were way ahead of time. Some I have forgotten. Some I have seen developed and marketed by others and now they are well known physical products. Although they’re not mine in the eyes of the law as I don’t hold the patents, I still consider myself to be their inventor. 

I’m not inventing stuff for the purpose of making myself rich. It’s a byproduct of me imagining a better world, a better way of doing things.

I’m at peace with letting others take all the credit. I know who I am.

The first post.

Never expect too much from a first blog post. Those who have made that mistake are most likely never to return to this page. And that would be wrong, just wrong.