I came to the conclusion I’m not a creative mind.

I hate chaos, unless it’s organized by me.
I don’t believe in inspiration when I can listen to the synapses in my brain.
I prefer deduction to intelligence.

I always choose indexation to knowledge.
I rapport with people and bond them with trust, delivery, confidence.
I’m not talented.

I am just objective, simple, pure, true, abnormal in the accepted definition of creative.
I choose to think 90% of my time rather follow the rule of the dated doctrines.
I chose to be a jack of all trades and a master of none.

I am what I am and no one can question it but me.

the MONSTRUKTOR