I am neither “normal” or “ordinary”; these words do not,
cannot apply to either you or me. We are special; extraordinary.
Combination of genetics, experience and perception;
we become our own galaxy, in a social universe.
Obey rules? Why not? Lubricates social intercourse.
As for our raison d’etre, motives; source of being:
can you fully understand why, how or when
you do things? I do not. Conformity is deeply engrained;
ruthlessly imposed. Is the real “me”, the real “you”
rough diamond like, obscured in the wreckage?
Waiting to be found, chipped at and polished
by conflict, confrontation, consultation or confusion?
History is shaped, defined in the aftermath;
peppered by fragments of self-justification and myth.
Follow your beliefs, gut feeling; take a leap of faith;
plough on regardless? Is it all the same?
Questions! Questions beget questions,
some masquerade as answers.
How quickly their form, content and focus can change.
A function of time, experience and aging? Perchance.
I am neither “normal” or “ordinary” (captive words),
matter and energy bound in flesh.
I walk this world a stranger, no different from the rest.
A dance, masquerade; a plant reaching for the light;
even when all seems dark, I have my own insight.
Impartial? No. Incomplete? Without a doubt.
So, hail stranger (or is it friend), when we meet,
what do we exchange? Our uniqueness,
our common longing to be loved, accepted and valued;
a resilient strain of rebelliousness?
Love me, hate me. Do what you might.
We are connected: strangers in the night
19 October 2013
About Daniel Kemp
Daniel Kemp is a seventy-four-year-old member of The Society of Authors. He is also a bestselling writer. He writes stories that appeal to those who like challenging themselves to solve mysteries that are set out before their eyes.
His introduction to the world of espionage and mystery happened at an early age when his father was employed by the War Office in Whitehall, London, at the end of WWII. However, it wasn’t until after his father died that he showed any interest in anything other than himself!
On leaving academia he took on many roles in his working life: a London police officer, mini-cab business owner, pub tenant and licensed London taxi driver, but never did he plan to become a writer. Nevertheless, after a road traffic incident left him suffering from PTSD and effectively—out of paid work for four years, he wrote and self-published his first novel —The Desolate Garden.
Within three months of publication, that book was under a paid option to become a $30 million film. The option lasted for six years until distribution became an insurmountable problem for the production company.
All ten of his novels are now published by Next Chapter Publishing Company which has added an edition titled The Heirs And Descendants Collection, which holds all four books of that series, alongside an edition titled The Lies And Consequences Collection which contains all four volumes of that series.
He is the recipient of rave reviews from a prestigious Manhattan publication and described as—the new Graham Green—by a highly placed executive of Waterstones Books, for whom he did a countrywide tour of book signing events. He has also appeared on 'live' television in the UK publicising his first novel.
He likes to write quotes and it's on Goodreads where you can find them--- https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/list/72612151 An example of these quotes opens his novel--Once I Was A Soldier:--There is no morality to be found in evil. But to recognise that which is truly evil one must forget the rules of morality.
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