Ok, here’s a little peek at who I am…

The Name : I usually sign my works as “d. steine” or “damon steine.” The meaning of the name can be found somewhere in this site. It was chosen not just because it sounded nice or cool (cool, I hate that word!) it’s a reminder of sorts, been using it for the last 7 years of my living and dying. It is pretty much like the story of my hair, only older. The meaning of the name can be found somewhere in this site. Clue: it’s always there…

The Hair : It’s not about just being unique or a fad or whatever you might think about it. A lot have commented that it’s like anime, that it is cool. Cool it is not. It is a reminder of something I should never forget. If we get real close, I might tell you. Clue: It’s about the women…

The Poetry : I used to write the old way, but after a while I stuck to writing free verse. Self-proclaimed son of the legendary Chilean poet Pablo Neruda. Father Father, may I prove worthy of proclaiming to be your son.

The Work : I’m fighting the right fight!!! Presently, I am working for Iligan City Hall’s City Women’s Affairs Desk. It’s all about fighting the cause of the women. Odd that in a staff of 12, I am the only male. And my boss refers to me as being “gender sensitive”, and I am!

The FreeTime : Aside from poetry (which takes most of my free time), I collect Anime Movies on Original Pirated DVDs. I text and call a lot, thanks to Digitel’s 24/7. I introduced some of Zamboanga’s finest to the wonders of digital graphics through Photoshop, and yet I am still to catch up with them. And yeah, same goes with web designing. L

The Fashion Statement : I do not have a fashion statement. I wear what I have.

The Deadly Habits : Marlboro Reds + black coffee = eyes wide open

The Obsession : I was gonna say “women” but I am not obsessed, I adore them. The works of Neil Gaiman and Dave Mckean.

Pics? Haven’t I got enough posted around?

Some More Ramblings...

i have been trying to figure out a lot of things since i was a kid. i figured a lot of them by now, only to find that there were a lot of things to find out. as they say, you learn something new everyday.

some cringe at the mere sound of it, but i have claimed myself as the son of the long dead chilean poet, pablo neruda. i just hope father is not turning restlessly on his grave everytime i attempt to write something. and considering the environmental conditions, i hope i have not wasted a lot of paper and ink resources.

a lot of my good friends accuse me that i am an addict and a criminal. they accuse me of one crime, and that is a sense of "admiration/obsession/love/lust etc" when it comes to women! and to think they are supposed to be my friends?!

i am guilty, of course. and i would not have it any other way.

i always wanted to learn the other branches of art, but im good at making sketches in the air, my color sense can be seen in the shades of my clothing, i sing, and the whole world cringes, birds fly away.

if i am a rebel, it is not because i think that being one is cool, just that i believe that there are some things, a lot of things actually that should be done differently, and most people ever since the beginning of time opted always for the easy way out.

speaking of the easy way out, if i had chosen it, then i would have been dead 2 years before

i always told my friends that everything that begins is born with the fate of ending one day. its one thing to know that truth, quite another world when it comes crashing down on you.

love is not everything.