I do not know what to write when I see “bio” or “about”. Is it that important what a man is doing? I think no. All that he does is derivative from what he thinks and what he thinks – from what he feels. Feelings are reflection of soul, so I’d better say what do I feel. And it will be my bio maybe. I feel that that we are lost in all things and intangible goods that are around us and we have completely forgotten that happiness comes from our soul, heart. I feel that I have concentrate on this but it does not mean that I have to ignore the outer world. I am a part of it. Love, patience, forgiveness, peace this is what will bring us to happiness. And I do not want to sound like pacifist. We are men and we have hands and weapon to strike back when needed, but within us there must be love, patience, forgiveness and peace. My bio maybe is that I am concerned and still desperately trying to feel that I, and we of course, are all part of something. Something that is divine and eternal. But every moment we dive so deep in our everyday vanity, concerns and problems, that we simply become slaves of our desires and demands and our life and fears. One day I’ll be free. And then – I shall do have bio. For now – I do not.