I got saved as a youngster – in my mid-teens – back in my home country of Russia. It happened when I suddenly realised I was not God. You know the theme that people play in their minds that they’re believing in themselves? That was the concept I was severely disappointed in. Not that I felt I was bad, I just wasn’t God.
God has a sense of humour, but I was a toxic mocker. God answers prayers, but I only answered rhetoric questions. God is wise, but I was refusing to learn any more than my teenage self already knew. At the end of the day, I just had to admit it – I needed the real God. And mighty Self did not qualify.
I left Russia to study at university in England, and London became my abusive love. The one that shuts all the doors in your face, and you still love it. The one you hate with all you have, and still love it at the same time. The one that tells you it doesn’t need you, but you still don’t leave, cause you know it does. Through good and through bad, London is my land, it’s where I know I belong.
I studied Japanese, and my fascination with Japanese still haunts me throughout my life. It is an influence that never stops. Even after remembering “konnichiwa” becomes an effort, Japan still lives in you. I lived in Japan for one year (the infamous earthquake hit that year), and coincidentally it was the most amazing year of my life. Or at least the most exotic one.
And these are the things I write about – God, London and Japanese. Chances are, you’ll know me much better through my books than my own bio.
Be blessed, remember God cares for you, and don’t hesitate to e-mail me. I’m not on any social networks – but make the most of this website if you’d like to know me.
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God has a sense of humour, but I was a toxic mocker. God answers prayers, but I only answered rhetoric questions. God is wise, but I was refusing to learn any more than my teenage self already knew. At the end of the day, I just had to admit it – I needed the real God. And mighty Self did not qualify.
I left Russia to study at university in England, and London became my abusive love. The one that shuts all the doors in your face, and you still love it. The one you hate with all you have, and still love it at the same time. The one that tells you it doesn’t need you, but you still don’t leave, cause you know it does. Through good and through bad, London is my land, it’s where I know I belong.
I studied Japanese, and my fascination with Japanese still haunts me throughout my life. It is an influence that never stops. Even after remembering “konnichiwa” becomes an effort, Japan still lives in you. I lived in Japan for one year (the infamous earthquake hit that year), and coincidentally it was the most amazing year of my life. Or at least the most exotic one.
And these are the things I write about – God, London and Japanese. Chances are, you’ll know me much better through my books than my own bio.
Be blessed, remember God cares for you, and don’t hesitate to e-mail me. I’m not on any social networks – but make the most of this website if you’d like to know me.
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