[IMAGE: Terry in word art] [PHOTO: youthful goof ...]
 
   hi there ...  
 
    perhaps you've heard of me.  i'm the guy that's "blind in one eye, and can't see out the other."  congenital nystagmus and eye injury, offer a different way of looking at things.  it bothers me less than it does anyone else.  there seems a common aversion to the mundane done any other way.  i tend to think it tickles a fear of being in the situation.  i understand that.  i'm 48, and only within the last ten years did i admit to having a vision problem.  what can i say.  
 
    i love to think, which is good, as i can't stop.  it takes on my voice.  i am a pisces, and this analytical bent balanced emotionally.  what i feel shows up immediately, and i analyze the hell out of it.  sometimes this is good, sometimes it ain't.  this healthy balance a result of life's insistance at 27.  took a year to realize my lifetime one of self directed introspection.  the best thing i ever did.  
 
    spirituality is important to me, it's a way of life.  i've been out of body a couple times, which changed my life forever.  i've noticed people get pissed when someone else's tao denies them their wants.  it appears the intent to injure then justified, and that attempt is getting less painful.   i refuse to lie, and i'm opinionated.  not a comfortable social mix.  
 
    i'm a pisces, with aquarius rising.  born in the year of the transistor, 1947, akron, ohio.  grew up in kansas city, missouri.  moved to washington, d.c., with excursions up the ne corridor.  started life over in seattle when my second marriage fell apart.  
 
    i have three children, two daughters, and a son.  Bridget (27), Leigh (25), and Neil (20).  i never got to know my daughters and do not know their whereabouts.  Neil lives close to his mother near baltimore.  had i one wish, Bridget and Leigh had the childhood Neil's mom offered him.  
 
    i am honored to have Neil as my son.  he's won trophies in the martial arts, shooting, and is sky diving where he'll also compete.  my pride is not about what he's done, but who he is as a person.  he is, what i wish i could be.  what more could a father want.  
 
    i have always been a loner.  most things done in bunches leaving me cold.  i am no good at chit-chat, and usually cut to the heart of a matter.  i believe "things are the way things are" and excuses or denial offer nothing.  that view is not generally appreciated.  but when it is, i've been blessed with splendid "friends"; not a word i use lightly.  
 
    some have lives that follow a real plan, where everything falls into place.  some like me, don't.  by contemporary standards i am a loser.  but that's okay.   i'm trying to be that 'good loser' they used to talk about.  
 
  it's no small challenge and tougher than it looks ...  
 
 
© December 1995
by t.white ...
 update: The Ides of March 1996