Just a little FYI, — draft tonight, because I have to go —
Catch me in passing if possible — my reflexes are impressive due to high stress.
After growing up in New York City, companion to prospector, criminal and millionaire, I span as far out as possible — to the outback of Western Australia.
One day there, I met a roo hunter — a man who shot kangaroos for money, from rifles in his truck. I remember particularly disliking him, and when he left the building, I asked others about his attitude. He had, I was told, served time for shooting his first wife dead.
Instincts. Try to follow them.
Like the rest of my family (two parents, three brothers) I was born in New Zealand.
Like most there, I am of partial Maori descent. The Maori in me is quite distinct I credit it for what doctors call my “mysterious strength.”
Regarding literature, I very much like German literature, and Greek. I also favor Chekhov, and contemporary poetry: I want to make things as bright as possible for you — that kind of thing.
As of this year, I live as far from New York City as possible, while still living in New York.
I remain on fire most of the time. The holy spirit does not baptize by water but by fire — as I read in a Bible I picked up on my baptism at age 28.
My first fire was at age three in New Zealand. I set it myself.