The Rogue & The King
First, deep within each and every single one of us, there is a yearning to become different, to become better. A yearning to excel, a yearning to exceed our limitations, to grow beyond the boundaries that seem to hold us back. A yearning to become the person that your mind sees when you imagine what it would be like at the end of all things.
Second, we are, all of us, in a way, two different beings. Inside us are different personalities, some more evident than others. There is the person you truly are on the inside, perhaps a bubbling child, or bitter teenager angry at the choices you can never recover from. Then there is the person the world sees and knows, the person who treads the public path of life; responsible, caring, or maybe, just maybe, a suffering alcoholic and irresponsible father.
We all fight or deny this, some embrace it, but it is an undeniable truth.
In those two things, then, is the essence of the Rogue King:
My yearning, is to fly.
And within me, a battle rages. A battle between a rogue, and a king.
The Rogue is a guitar strumming, basketball-playing, back-pack slinging adventurer with a passion for photography, art, writing, technology, nature and Abba (not the music group ABBA, but Abba as in Abba Father).
The King is a business executive, striving to make an impact on the global corporate economy while discovering new ways to fuse technology and design for a better world.
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“Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with the golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams beneath your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams…“W.B. Yeats
