{"id":12,"date":"2017-01-27T22:57:50","date_gmt":"2017-01-27T22:57:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/divergentunity.heroesent.com\/?page_id=12"},"modified":"2018-05-11T19:56:17","modified_gmt":"2018-05-11T19:56:17","slug":"mission","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/divergentunity.heroesent.com\/?page_id=12","title":{"rendered":"The Alchemy Of Ken Basil Steeves-Mitton-Knudsen"},"content":{"rendered":"
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My name is Ken Basil Mitton-Steeves-Knudsen,
\nI was born in 1972,
\nmy life\u2019s path is very different from the neurotypical,
\nmy eyes see beyond what is acceptable,
\nI absorb knowledge at quantum speeds,
\nnow go,
\nto start,
\nderive me.<\/p>\n

I am a rare mentally gifted Acquired Savant,
\nborn of ADHD,
\nschooled and touched by hard life,
\ndodging a corrupted set of system labels,
\nalive at cliff’s edge,
\navoiding my fall,
\nI stay away from death.<\/p>\n

A Father of two,
\nloving,
\namazing boys,
\nboth with ADHD,
\nthe world they exist,
\nI will change,
\nfor all,
\nbefore I\u2019m gone.<\/p>\n

This man,
\nhis Lady,
\na women,
\nstrong,
\nan everything,
\ncherished and loved,
\nhis soul-mate,
\nthis life,
\nfound without bounds,
\nhe has.<\/p>\n

My colour,
\nthe duality,
\nthat reaching gradient,
\nbetween us,
\nI walk,
\nfeeling love beyond,
\ntheir hugs,
\ncherished and smothered.
\nA Past to draw upon,
\ndescendant from family genes of a Great Father of Confederation,
\nWilliam Henry Steeves,
\ndescendant from the Great Family de Mitton,
\ndescendant from the Great King CaNute,
\nthis last,
\nproof,
\nI need not,
\nmy surname,
\nenough,
\nhis accomplishments,
\nI channel,
\nhis legend,
\nwill live again,
\nuniting us.<\/p>\n

The Present to paint,
\na loving son,
\nhis parents,
\na sad heart,
\nboth dearly missed.<\/p>\n

A cousin,
\nthe first,
\namong PhD’s,
\nDegree\u2019s,
\nother\u2019s touched,
\ntheir extreme talents,
\nGifted as such.<\/p>\n

An Expert of all,
\nin that all,
\nat times an idoit,
\nthis is equally true,
\nfor these ego\u2019d forms,
\nsometimes they come,
\nbut I worry not,
\nas an Entrepreneur,
\nmy honest heart,
\nproven to reality,
\nis something I\u2019m always searching anew.<\/p>\n

An Owner,
\nA Visionary,
\nA Principle Architect,
\nA Software Engineer,
\nA System\u2019s Debugger,
\nA Specialist that never quits,
\nA Game Designer,
\nA Creator of Worlds,
\nA Passion unlike no other,<\/p>\n

I’ll stand up to all,
\nfor,
\nany.<\/p>\n

I’ve made,
\nmore then lots of money,
\nbeen,
\npublished,
\non stage,
\non t with the v,
\nalong with newspapers.<\/p>\n

I walked among all forms of education,
\nhigher and lower,
\neach eventually comes to me,
\nI\u2019ve lead the young,
\ntaught the sum,
\nhelped the old,
\nin the mysterious unknown,
\nthis I always dare to have shown.<\/p>\n

All this,
\nyet,
\nin the Norm of Design,
\nI exist,
\noutside.<\/p>\n

I hold no degree\u2019s,
\nno post secondary certificates.
\nI have failed throughout school.
\nFrom high-school,
\nI did not graduate,
\nuntil the age of two and three.
\nThere I went,
\nUniversity,
\nonly to prove I could,
\namong all the dumb and idiots,
\nthe names I had become.<\/p>\n

Again,
\nas all times before,
\nlife called to me,
\nmy path,
\nsuch was never to be,
\ntwo months in,
\nleave the academic institution I must,
\nthe impressing hopes dashed,
\nmy Mother,
\nmy Father,
\nproving all others wrong,
\ndying shortly after.<\/p>\n

I’ve been every Fool,
\nmasked,
\nin suppression,
\nthose feelings,
\nby my peers,
\nthey called.<\/p>\n

Alone,
\nfound,
\nloved,
\nyet alone,
\nin Mind,
\nalways finds me,
\nthinking,
\nalways,
\nhow to make it better,
\nthat solution,
\nit exists,
\nI Know,
\nwe can all breath as one.<\/p>\n

This life,
\ncomputers,
\nstarted at eight,
\nfive lives,
\nin moments,
\nthis I have saved,
\nthe youngest,
\nmy age,
\nstarted at nine.<\/p>\n

In my blood,
\nCreation,
\nIntuition,
\nVision,
\nUnderstanding,
\nEmotions,
\nmy first business venture,
\nat the age of seven,
\nfailed,
\nsucceeded,
\nrinse,
\nrepeat,
\nalways learning,
\ntraining,
\nfor that core moment,
\nLife wants me to set right.<\/p>\n

In my future,
\ncomplexity exists,
\nonly to those that make it.
\nI understand the Simple,
\nI continually strive for it,
\nI stand overlooking Big Data filled with Big History,
\nin there,
\nthe answers swim,
\nscattered across the sea,
\nin there,
\nanything is possible,
\nwe only need to believe.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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