Life precedes form, and life survives the last atom
of form. Through
the countless rays proceeds the life-ray, the one,
like a thread
through many jewels.
Book of Dzyan (B.C. 3000?)
This life's dim windows of the soul,
Distorts the heavens from pole to pole,
And leads you to believe a lie,
When you see with not through the eye.
Wanna see some pictures of me and my "son"!? Click here!
(New picture of Haydut added on March 28, 2000.)
Studied Computer Engineering for three years at the Department
of Computer Engineering, Bogaziçi
University, in Istanbul,
Türkiye. I took the degree of cand.scient. (MS) from the Department
of Informatics, University of Bergen
in december 1995.
I am still a PhD student in
optimization at the Department of Informatics. But I no longer live in
Bergen. I moved to Firenze, Italy in June, and got married in July. I am in
Bergen now (September-October 2000), trying to finish my thesis work.
not after riches first, and think thou afterwards wilt enjoy
them. He who neglecteth the present moment, throweth
away all that he
hath. As the arrow passeth through the heart, while
the warrior knew
not that it was.
Akhenaton? (ca. B.C. 1375)
I will be living in Firenze. I will fight for a job in the beginning, but the
coast seems to be clearing, so maybe I won't have to fight so much after all..
Anyway, I have to attend a language course, this is the first thing I will do.
Afterwards??? Well... Wait and see :-)
Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness
power and magic in it.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Pointers to some
Don't forget to pay a visit to our
optimization page (in norwegian/english) !
For those of you who like to read as much as I do, here are some links
about books and magazines :
Some turkish newspapers :
If you want to learn more about my country press
on the flag
and go to the Turkish Embassy in Washington DC or press on this flag
and connect to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Ankara, Türkiye.
The one thing we can never get enough of is love.
And the one thing we
never give enough is love.
Henry Miller (1891-1980)
Last modified: September 6, 2000 by firstname.lastname@example.org