You could see if I stood alone outside. I do not have a mass, I do not have a volunteer who is willing to die for me. I have so long considered to publish my work with great risk. I am like the ant who was among the herd of elephants. Sometimes I feel that my curiosity is a big curse for me. The words of Charles Corlton a bit more entertaining, "He who dies as a martyr, proving that he is not someone who is not honorable, and he was not a stupid person."
I spent a lot of time in my life among the great thoughts. My room looked more like a books warehouse than a place to sleep . Time outside my house is spent in the library and the internet. And I hope, the knowledge I learned so long able to contribute to the country that I love and the world.










