*about*

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Still here? Well, if you really must know….

My name is Sebastiaan Eldritch-Böersen (a.k.a. Sebastiaan Eldritch-Böersen). I live in London, England, and grew up elsewhere, where the streets are narrow and the minds even narrower. I work at the London School of Economics and Political Science as an IT Support Specialist in Assistive Technologies, supporting disabled students and staff with their myriad IT needs and requirements.

I can be very simple and quite straightforward, but also very complex, usually at the most inopportune of times. Only those who personally know me will understand this….

Everyone has misgivings. I just try to be honest with myself and with everyone else. I like my own company, having a good time, and feeling I am in control. I don’t talk much, but then, I don’t feel the need to. Psychiatrists would find me deeply boring, or reassuringly dull. I want my peace and quiet, and that’s all there is to it. My life suits me, for the most part, but that’s me. My way of being happy is very different to yours. I trust mine. You’ll have to learn to do the same….

Also, I’m one of eight people I know personally that doesn’t do drugs, and one of four that have no interest in doing so….

I love interesting people, and kind, good hearted, trust worthy and respectful individuals, that have at least some notion of morality, substance and depth, all great virtues that matter in a person. I don’t take kindly to those who hold no merit or gain personal satisfaction through their own cruelty to others. I treat others the way I’d like to be treated, and I find that putting yourself in an opposing person’s position usually turns out to work for the better, because within that I inevitably learn to understand and relate to the others I encounter. To gain valour, one’s mind does not have to work overtime, but to think logically and knowledgeably for those strengths, it’s such an importance this day and age. But, yet people are lacking in all qualities. I am one to find myself never following the crowd, and I march to the beat of my own drum. I’m not a conformist, brutally honest, yet I am very considerate to a person’s feelings. I try to be an understanding person, and I am always trying to learn something new, because there is no such thing as a know-it-all. Learning is almost endless when you think about it. Anyway, I guess I should move along before I end up writing a book….

You look lovely today, by the way….

A History Of Holes

I’m having my day
My place in the sun
I’ll grow to resemble
The man I’ve become

There’ll be time for reflection
When I reach that plateau
When the war has been won
No farther to go

And I fear that it isn’t enough

I’m making a fortune
I swore to enjoy
These things I promised myself
When I was a boy

When I was a boy
And things moved too slow
And universes revolved around
Things I didn’t know

When I was a boy
And I made mistakes
I was humiliated
Til I knew my place

And I fear that it isn’t enough

Ignorance hurts
Injustice inflames
I remember the feelings
But forgotten their names

When I was a boy
I saw through their lies
I swore I wouldn’t become
The thing I despised
But events over take you
While you set your sights
On bigger game
On greater heights

God bless amnesia
And the things I’ve suppressed
I can reframe the image
I can discard the rest

A history of holes
Where the pieces that won’t fit
With the story you told yourself
And your place in it

And I fear that it isn’t enough

So put on a brave face
Straighten that tie
And speak like you mean it
Give truth to the lie

And I fear that it isn’t enough

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