That’s a tough one mate. Who can really say who they are while wondering who they were or who they will be. Change - the only constant. Saghel is a man who was once a boy and strives to become an ancient. Or was he a man who became an ancient who wishes to be a boy? No one may tell for sure. And then comes essence: life. Matter transforms. Time fades. Death is static. Life is the reason for endless fluxes within the Universe and the Multi-verse. The creation of a single life form, in whatever way it may surge, has actually come from the effort of an eternal ever-changing flow of astronomical adverse probabilities and fuses into the one single chance of actually happening, existing, in what many have only be envisioned as a divine chance of being. Due to the fact that the possibility of me, and of any of us for that matter, is so small, so infinitesimal, that I, Saghel, am obsessed with life. The word itself describes the same flux that it comes from: endless possibilities. For every choice we have made, for every moment we have come to pass, and for every plan we make for the future, thousands of possibilities close and other appear. Life is the endless maze of infinite doors, where the only limit to our curiosity, I think, is bounded by two single factors: our own decisions, and the flux of life, which eventually marks us for death. Other life forms have the right to be lost in the maze, don’t you think? But while the vagrant moment of our time to get lost in the maze lasts, I know we have all the right in the universe to do what we see fit. It is a one time experiment, a one time chance. Because I am aware of this, I try to live my life to the fullest. I get angry, I cry, I love, I laugh, I read, in short, I do. My life experiences and my constant capacity to be awed by both the ordinary and the uncanny have so far led me to become a storyteller of sorts, a man of law, a seeker of love and a counselor to not so few. Yet, I am also a man of estate, and one of the last heirs of the lions that live in dreams under silver blue skies. The conundrum of life continues to puzzle me, but as long as my time is on, I will continue to open as many doors as I can. Come and join me; our lives are a bla(n)ck canvas, and we are allowed to paint whatever we want.