~Give a TED Talk
~Sail the Atlantic on a tall ship
~Hop a Train
~Spend the night on a billboard
~Spend the night in a tree
~If you're not happy with what you have, you won't be happy with more.
~Life's too short to be in such a hurry.
~"If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we would find in each person's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility."(Longfellow)
~"I make myself rich by making my wants few."(Thoreau)
I've typically tested as INTP, but I'm pretty sure I'm actually an ENTP hiding in the shell of an INTP, due to a preference to apply thinking to intuitive observations, rather than applying intuition to thoughts (though I do some of this as well, I think).
For as much faith as I put in science and logic, I am still a spiritual person. I do believe a higher power or force of some form. Call it God, call it Allah, call it Mother Earth, Nature, the Universe, Energy, Chi, Magic, call it whatever you like. It's all the same thing. Yes, I believe science reigns supreme. There's just a LOT of science we haven't discovered yet. The universe, and all its inner workings, are so much more unbelievable complex than anything we have even scratched the surface of. Let me put it this way: I believe that every miracle can be explained by science, and I believe that that is the biggest miracle of all.
I love to learn and am constantly curious. Wikipedia has been a faithful companion.
I am easily entertained.
I love climbing things. Doesn't really matter what, so long as it's solidly rooted in the ground. From rocks to trees to jungle gyms to buildings, if it's climbable, I'm probably down.
I play around with parkour a bit, but I don't so any kind of serious training.
I love camping, hiking, and backpacking. I love the outdoors. I love nature.
I also love big cities. I love their age. Their size. That feel of broken concrete. I love that dirty, eastern-european look. Think train tracks. Think shelled out buildings. The undersides of bridges (particularly the Fremont bridge on the east side, right about Interstate and Mississippi).
I guess it's not unrelated to my love of nature. For example, I saw a sign once, the message on it illegible due to rust, leaning out over a landslide "cliff" that led to the banks of the Willamette. It was choked with blackberry. On the side further from the water, it had crawled all the way up that leg, up the back of the sign, and draped over top of it, presenting a wide splay of leaves to the sun.
...It was beautiful. Urban ruins, right in our backyard. Nature reclaiming its rightful property. It's a glimpse into the future. Centuries from now, long after America has collapsed, and almost every bit of information known about the culture has been lost to history, this is what archaeologists will find. When tourists take expeditions through the ruins of Detroit, this is what they will see.