Nicky.B is a man. An Aussie man at that. He is in his early forties and still lives at home with his mummy. He loves beer, watching cricket, playing tennis, watching T.V.,movies, reading and likes to expound on his favorite topic. HIMSELF! He loves loving and hates hating. Not only is he handsome and has a hot body he is also witty, charming, erudite, and very humble. In other words he is a real catch. He loves writing because it is something you can do while sitting down.
I was asked, why do I write? Is it for fame, money and women? Yes, yes and yes were my answers. We are born and then we die. In between these two bookends it is a game of stroking the ego, mastering self deception and fulfilling the need of our lusts. The truly enlightened know that it is necessary to immerse ourselves in the drama of heroes and villains. We all have a stake in keeping this ignorant narrative alive. The world is full of decoys and red herrings in order for us to get lost in this labyrinth of wonder. Everything is unfolding as it should be. These cosmic layers must be peeled off gradually, like a mystery novel. The destination is inevitable. The plot will be written as we see fit.
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