A gift is not a gift until it’s bestowed. It makes the most sense when a gift is wrapped. I will gift myself with happiness. I will be glad. I will be smiley. I will try. Peace is the mother of happiness, joy is the fruit. I want to be joyful. I want to be marvelously in harmony with my conscience, God help me.

If I will claw to happiness, I will be fastest, and the best. If I have to be insisting to be glad, I will be the most stubborn but focused fella. If am flying to my dreams, I will the fastest.

Basically I will try, I will try everything in my power to achieve my highest. This is the greatest risk of my life, however, I want to have lived a satisfying and inspiring life. That means I will have to start recreating my biography. I want to rewrite the way I would like my history viewed, God help me.

I will break and create. I want to feel a healing and a killing. I want to bless and curse. I want to survive my bad luck. I want to be a crimson idol of a good, perfect and upright living. I want to be remembered with tears of hope, I want to be remembered like a sweet harmonious song. I want to survive extinction.



About Kabue Charles

I am an instigator of artistic, intelligent and mind boggling softwares. I love C#, envy C++, and one day I might try CUDA. I prefer solving complex and mission impossible problems in a new or old but innovative way. Am intrigued by machine learning challenges, security critical challenges, and privacy challenges like a real serverless peer-to-peer communication. I am usually literally stressed when a day goes by without learning or doing something new. I avoid repetition whenever possible. Away from computers, I enjoy capturing moments of life and nature with 1080 (…and above) pixel pictures and videos. I like details, accuracy, idealistic but realistic personalities. I love futurist’s but I hate fantasy. A decent, moderate and gentle character is my favorite. I avoid shame like a plague, confront my fears with facts, and I am very constant with opinions and beliefs. I love suits (…but don’t wear them), arsenal football club (…I only know the manager), and I have no favorite food. Reading and writing poems helps me retain my sobriety. I consider myself funny, privileged, a renaissance man and sometimes shy. I believe in things unseen and incomprehensible.

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