This book is so much more than just a story. It’s a narrative that questions modern day pragmatisms in a practical manner that should be easy to understand and fun to read. This book is a semi-philosofical reflection about what it truly means to be alive.

One of the recurring topics is the everlasting battle of Ego Vs. Self that all of humanity, wether consciously or unconsciously, deals with and the vital role emotions play in our lives. These are subjects on which I have thorough understanding because of all that I have lived and how I’ve lived it; emotions are a pretty big thing for me, I believe them to be the key in solving most of the worlds problems.

Through this book I want to communicate an important message that, I hope, can provide a spark of hope for all those who are determined to achieve a better life.

I’m going to be painfully honest on this one. Some stories or points of view might not be easily accepted by the reader but it is important to keep in mind that I have good intentions and I only seek explanations to those subjects that have become so controversial in society. I will be as neutral as my heart permits it; I warn you, this may make some people uncomfortable.

I am a man of the world and a friend to all who are willing to listen. I was born in Cali, Colombia on the nest of an affluent family. My early childhood was awesome! I was the first born on my father’s side of the fam so I was smothered with love and affection but thing changed as I grew up.

Even though I was raised with many amenities, life began to pose somewhat of a challenge for me. I immersed deeply in thought, way too much for a seven year old, and somehow got a feeling of senselessness in living, "Why live when we’re eventually going to die?" I thought to myself every night as I tried to decipher what life was about. It’s like there was something missing that religion didn’t cover for me but I didn’t have a clue as to what that could be because, you see, as a good Catholic child, I started off believing in the misinterpreted God of the bible.

I also started to notice unspoken family issues and had a really tough time digesting the religious program that was being taught to me through school and my extremely catholic mother. It’s like the world I saw was full of lies and people that didn’t make any sense.

My parens loved me and my brothers deeply, they openly showed their affection. But there was much that lied behind the curtains of that public spectacle; a dark side that completely took over the show in the eyes of my childish mind. My father was a despotic workaholic with a violent temper and a really short fuse that applied explosive physical and verbal abuse on me and my brothers as "discipline". I sometimes saw him as a monster, I feared him with my life!

My mother, on the other hand turned from being a despotic evil witch (that treated me horribly when I made a booboo, made fun of me, and made me feel like I was stupid) into a depressed and frightened little girl that shut herself in misery and victimized about everything. I began to hate her passionately and blamed her for all my life’s troubles. It was a crazy way of looking at things, but it somehow made sense at the time.

Adolescence was when it all blew up. I became an extremely violent introvert that thought about nothing but expressing all the rage that had built up inside me. I began to drink heavily at the age of fourteen and commenced tumbling down a downward spiral of drinking and partying to the point where I´d black out regularly, get into fights, and make a complete fool out of myself. It was probably the darkest moment of my life, and I managed to bounce up after a pretty bad depression with the illusion of going to study to Canada but, little did I know, that high was only temporary for the worst was yet to come.

After graduation I went back to Colombia to work on the family business. Things did not go as planned. I seemed to be doing everything wrong, without even knowing what to do in the first place, and everybody seemed to be against me. I switched jobs a year later for a "promising" corporate job at a renowned German health multinational where I stuck around for two miserably long years. I had developed a marijuana addiction to cope with the everyday life and sometimes felt an incontrollable impulse to do all sorts of other drugs along with an unnecessary amount of drinking. My physical health was deteriorating and my mind was starting to wonder into dark and horrible places. I was loosing it again.

That was when I decided to start seeing a psychologist that helped me get myself out of the role of the victim and take control of my life. So, two years later, I quit my job, sold my car, even sold my Italian bicycle (which I loved), and travelled the world as a wondering hippie for a year. The rest is in the book!

This book has the upmost importance to me because it is my life’s legacy; it is proof that all that pain and suffering I had to experience was not in vain. I want to shed some light on some topics that, I believe, I’ve become a master at with the hopes of helping others that might be struggling with life as I once did. I want to make the world a better place and I believe the best way to go about it is by inspiring others to become more tolerant and understanding or, in other words, more humane.

Please help me out with achieve this goal by preordering a copy (once I lauch the project) to raise money for editing and printing. I guarantee you one thing, in the worst case scenario, the book will be a very entertaining read!