“Verily the works and words of those gone before us have become instances and examples to men of our modern day, that folk may view what admonishing chances befell other folk and may therefrom take warning.”- Introduction to One Thousand and One Nights
Hello there. Please call me "Clockwork Multiverse". I am not really sure how I should introduce myself.
I'm a chimp-like creature, ultimately descended from a handful of such who lived around the Olduvai Gorge in East Africa. Like everyone else, I am made largely out of chains of carbon atoms. Either that, or I just fell through a portal from another universe and have never been able to find my way back home. The latter seems somewhat more likely than the former.
Okay, here is a better explanation...
I am an amateur writer (who has never actually finished a whole story), a professional eccentric, and a full-time history geek, with a particular interest in the 15th through 17th centuries and the 1910s to 1940s, especially in Central and Eastern Europe.
Since I was a little boy, I always fantasized about being a pirate or an adventurer/ gentleman of fortune, and I often enjoy classic adventure novels and swashbuckler films. However, in reality I am just a bashful and studious young man, and I have spent much of my life thus far reading encyclopedias and playing with puppies and kittens.
In other words, I'm a hopeless bookworm with a hyperactive imagination to compensate for my utter lack of a real life. I am too lost inside my own mind to notice when I am lost in my surroundings, which is most of the time. Actually, that could probably describe many of us.
I think there are plenty of other people on DA who are better artists than me, but please take a look at what I have submitted in my galleries and my journals anyways. I like to receive comments.
Here is perhaps a more creative way to introduce myself...
In days of yore, there was a little prince who lived in an ivory tower. He was a precocious and inquisitive type who was different from the rest, and he had only the companionship of a vast library of books and numerous puppies and kittens who had followed him home whenever he tried to venture out into the big scary world. The ivory tower was surrounded on all sides by dark evergreen forests filled with dangerous wild animals and evil spirits, and on those occasions when the little prince did come into contact with other human beings he was often afraid to speak to them. He struggled to interact with them and find ways to connect with them. He would go further and further away every time he left the ivory tower to explore and learn about the world around him, but he never found the things he most truly desired. In essence, he wanted what he thought to be a “normal life” with friends and relationships that most others experienced. Sometimes he thought he was not a good person and did not deserve a happy ending. He could only hope and dream that his fate would change some day, and he did everything he could think of to try to make it change.
Yet it still has not changed, many years later.
One last thing to say...
"All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible."
T.E. Lawrence said that. I am a dangerous man who dreams by day.