Hello, I'm Brett lewis, This is what I do and don't and won't and should, and chould, and would...............Football, Baskebtball, Track, Music, school, read novels, read poetry, write poetry, read short stories, write short stories, I'm nice to people, I would like to say I love everybody in the world, like agape love. I enjoy listening to music, I enjoy writing music, Sleeping is a hobby of mine, I try to stay healthy by staying physically active, and not doing drugs, and not smoking. A girl has never broken my heart, I've never broken a girls heart (at least i don't think so, but you never know i guess, because i've done some stupid things) I like to go camping. I'm an extreamly spiritual person, I'm a christian, but a very liberal one. I'm going to go to college, and make millions of dollars doing something that involves saving the world from greaty people, then i'll give my millions of dollars to the African feeding programs, then i'll move to New York, become a street folk musician, i'll live where ever they let me sleep, and eat where ever they'll let me eat, I'll try and make friends with everyone in the City of New York. After living in New York for a few years, still I'll be pennyless, so Ill travel, from town to town, armed only with my guitar, and my personal skills. I'll walk, run, jog, bike, bus, hitch, whatever it takes to go from town to town, I'll make some money if i have to, by playing on the streets, but i'll smile at everyone that walks by. I'll try to meet everybody in America. After I do that for a few year, I plan on getting a real job, remember i still have that college education. So i'll make some good money for a little while, but i'll be saving it all. Then i'll quit my job, and go do things that very few people get to do. I'll swim the English Chanal, then climb mount Everest, visit the north pole, and the south pole. I'll visit every country in the world. When I run out of money, I'll come home. Then I'll take up the art of crime. I'll start a street gang, we'll steal things from the rich, and give it back to the poor, only to keep enough to get us through. Then i'll be thrown in jail after a few years, because one of my gang members will have ratted me out. I'll only spend a month in jail, because i'll brake out. I'll be a man on the run, I'll flee to France, while in france I'll plan my masterpiece crime, I'll rob a bank all by my self, I'll take all the money, and put it in a Swiss bank account. I'll retire from my criminal ways, and become a religious man. I'll become Catholic, and work under the pope. I'll be his organ grinder. In about a year, it'll be revealed that I'm a former con artist, so the catholic church disowns me, and the pope tells me straight to my face that i'm going to hell. I decide to take up the protestant faith, and move to Scotland. I meet some heroin dealers, who are also in a punk rock band. They asked if they can make a concept album about my life. They do so, and make it big. The lead singer dies a year latter. I decide that I wish to take up bull fighting, so I take all my things and move to Spain. I'm a bull fighter for a year, and i get injured really bad. I'm advised to retire, I'm 50 years old. So i move back to my Swiss cottage where my money is held in Gueneva. I participate in some Art shows, and find that I'm quite talented at painting landscapes. An art studio pays for me to go around the world painting beautiful landscapes. My paintings are quite popular, untill a famous Italian art critic says that they're all worthless, and of course everyone goes with his oppinion. Since I can no longer go anywhere in the world, I decide to move to peru. I live in the slums, and make bricks all day for a dollar an hour. I play in a peruvian band. We play all over the place at nights. I start a communist revolution in Peru. We take over the government, and actually make communism work. We tell everyone to be kind to their nieghbor, and for their nieghbor to be kind to them. I'm now 60 years old, and discover I have lung cancer. I fight it off, the doctors try an expierimental cure, and it works, so now they can save everyone with cancer. I decide to go to japan. While in japan, I visit my grandmother's home in Okinawa. I become quite talented at diving while practicing off the Okinawan cliffs. I become world class, which is quite amazing at the age of sixty. At the Olymipics I win the Gold, I compete for Japan, to which I had gained citizenship. I finally sneak back into the United States, which by this time is no longer the United States, but instead is called the North American Ferderation. It was taken over my the militant right wingers. All of a sudden a nuclear bomb goes off. It kills many people around the world, most people died. I survived, but I lay on my death bed at the age of 75, I look back on my life, and I think of a girl I once knew, and realize that I was in love with her, a very long time ago, and that I never fell in love again. I lay thinking, of nothing but her, none of my life really was for anything but running away from the fact that she was not my lover. So I cry a tear, its the only tear I've cried since the last time I saw her. Then I die, and no one remembers me because I never loved.
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