What about me?

I have finally discerned what is missing by my blog to get some attention, what i every day forget to do. It's my introducing ofcourse! Well i have just filled my profile cursory, because i wanted to start writing at once, it was a accumulated need i have delayed long time. In between i can see the opportunity to tell about myself.

What i have firstly obtained as an identitiy was a critic from heart, a refuser like Hunger Artist of Kafka. In this world i have thrown, i was thinking, no meaninfull thing left to do. It was the same disappointement which made Kurt Cobain write that ironically cold lyrics. I was the youngest child of my parents. My father was an academist, and has labored with german language and all cultural stuff of world, german philosophy especially, cinema, theatre plays, social and economic structures, even physic at popular and notional niveau. This habit to criticize the world was a legacy from him. And our generation has born in a time, in which the capital was performing its victory dance on human ideals after communisms fall. Like i have counted beaten as well, when the aims of generations before me like the absolute domination of democracy and human rights, equality by sharing of wealth, etc. But because life doesnt ends or stops, i've realized that i should live it instead of think or judge it.
I have became a father of a girl in Frankfurt am Main at an occupation house, named IVI. I have translated books and texts from german to turkish. İ have experienced to be a server, diswasher, in germany, than moved to Fırtına Valey - Rize in Turkey.

There i have learned to use tools, build living places for humans and animals, than sculpting wood. In Bodrum i have worked as a headwaiter by restaurants, earned money as carpenter, builder, than grabbed chance to sell my own designs made by wood, iron and stuff. I have launched a atelier about sculpture and reproduction of them, an idea accepted by mostly artists i know as a protest against the gallery marketing and using art as an financial insturment. I have cooked and sold food too by the way. But one way or another, even me and my fellow friends could make their livings by those storys, the idea which motivates me to build a community, get people together, was always have to degenerate on market conditions, against inflationist reality. What i have always tried make real was me and my generation itselfs, people needs just other people and creatures of world to reflect and understand own beeing (and a little food, living fearless). i have never wanted to gain money for myself, desired to reach hearts and minds, and my ability of serving and producing wasnt enough to protect our life content against the force of unconscious order of fear and ambition. I have returned to the beginning and decided to use critic, logic to reach peoples minds. I choose words now as tool, to create our dream world directly, because i knew all that time that the reality exists not on a material fundamental, its made of thoughts in ultimate mind area.

One of my designs to reproduce as Candle

Another try, this time concrete.

I will write about all aspects of reality i observe, plan to use all current happenings mixed with all human history, culture and story of gaia and universe. So hello Steem world! I'm waitin for your support to motivate my writings. See ya!