DookeemiaNinja

I am some random guy who worked as a computer technician for 12 years, and then up and decided to quit my job and aspire to be a writer. I realized I was merely a lowly enabler of a fortune 100 corporation to banefully pursue its consumption and destruction of human souls. This made me physically, mentally, and spiritually sick, so I decided to sever all ties with the beast. It all started while viewing the original Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, the one with Gene Wider; the good one. I had an epiphany during the scene where Charlie finds out he is getting the factory. Wonka says the line, "We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams." It was so simple, yet so alliterative and true. After that, it just all made sense to me.
Whether vicious propaganda, or a call to arms spewed from the pen of a fellow warrior poet, I was awoken from the eternal slumber of the bull *perhaps I should use the toilet* american dream that had been smothered into my heart by a blanketing and blasphemous, impartial and white washed, broken and deluded educational system. I was done with the idea of a house, car, family, and full time corporate job. Those things were not for me, and I am beginning to believe that they are not right for most people. I am now in the process of what one might liken to raging against the machine. I work on my book during the day, which I will most likely pay to have published myself with the money I hustled from the mammonist devils, and at night I minecraft. I am actually a very nice person despite some of the tones above. I'm ambidextrous. I play the guitar like a bastard... sometimes. And, I like soda.