Why me?
Because I’ve seen what success can’t buy.
I’ve lived many lives. All of them led here.
The Kitchen
I started as a (private)chef. Restaurants, hotels, billionaires’ yachts, even cruise ships.
There I saw excess dressed up as pleasure - tables overflowing, but no joy.
It taught me early that having more doesn’t mean feeling alive.
The Hospital
Eight years in operating rooms. Neuro, trauma, orthopedics.
I watched fragile bodies opened and stitched back together,
while the richest of the rich trembled at the same truth: life is fragile, success won’t save you. (substack article)
The World Outside
Freelancer, journalist, filmmaker, public service, private business.
Each branch of society ticks differently, and I’ve walked through many.
With every step I met new human types, clichés, ambitions and always the same hunger underneath.
The Thread
From kitchens to clinics, from philosophy seminars to ambulance rides—
I’ve seen the full spectrum of how humans chase meaning, money, and survival.
My edge isn’t theory. It’s perspective. A wide-angle lens on life,
cut sharp by blood, stress, and stories.