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All About Me:

Well, it all started when a sentinel being from a planet 5000 light years from earth made a joke:
Q: Why did humans invent writing?
A: So they could remember what their instincts are.
The other alien who heard this joke did not laugh and made a bet. "I bet you I can create a human who can write with instinct,” it said. "Ok, you're on,” said the other alien "But only if the creature truly suffers for his art" "Oh, he will suffer I promise you" it replied.
So out of an outback Australian swamp spewed Jonathan Byron, and he grew into a man and survived in the desert by eating possum and finch soup. Years later, the young man moved to a mystical city called Melbourne, and there he began his apprenticeship in writing music and poetry, and finally a few music reviews. Today he likes to call himself a part-time music journalist and music producer, and this amuses the aliens, to no end.