I like exploring new ideas and possibilities. I think there is a lot more to reality than we currently know, and I admire people who are always pushing the boundaries of our perception.

I hate Lucky Charms. I'm not sure who thought it was a good idea to make a cereal half so-awesome-it-will-give-you-diabetes and half shitty, so that first thing in the morning you have to spend the entire time eating your cereal maintaining this cosmic balancing act just to enjoy it. I just woke up for fuck's sake.

I have to add a new rant here. Whoever is behind this conspiracy to remove all watchable clips(ones that are not videos of someone's TV) of The Simpsons from the internet, I am making a doll that is shaped like you and I'm going to shove horrible things into it's bathing-suit area until you stop. Seriously.

Now that we have dealt with the silliness, I'd like to state that I find myself to be a creature of seemingly unreconciled dualistic nature. On the one hand, there is a way of life that I recognize to be healthy, even, calm, peaceful; a way of life that abandons egotism and fantasy and makes peace with reality as it is.

But on quite another side, there is a burning fire within me that doesn't want to let it be. This side remembers a time when we were young, and the world was an unknown mystery of infinite possibility; a time when we could feel where we came from and know that there was magic and vitality and love out there waiting to dance with us. As we get older this feeling fades from us, because we face the world and often are met with a discord between how things happen and what we believe. Love doesn't always work out, dreams haven't always come true, our ideas of God don't always match what we learn about reality and often it calls everything in to question. Some people lose the ability to feel or connect with that vitality of our youth, and sometimes I have as well, and I have felt a burning, raging denial of a world without that spirit dwelling within me. This is the side of me that doesn't wish to let it be. This is the side of me that will not go gentle into that good night, but would rather rage against the dying of the light. When we give up on the things that bring vitality to our life, we become as walking dead. So I must believe, desperately so, with a rage and vigor that will shake off the blanketing warmth and sleepiness that seeks to drag us under into complacency and acceptance of a world without all the things that we believed in as children.

Without and within, perhaps just on the other side of a veil of delusion so close to our faces we can't see it, there is a miraculous world, a well and Source from which springs all our hopes and dreams. And within it all the spirits of love and beauty and passion await our touch to form a bridge from that unmanifested world into this one.

Interests:

philosophy, religion, mysticism, occult, Buddhism, Neoplatonism, Bhagavad Gita, Romanticism, magic, tarot, meditation, fantasy, sci-fi, gnosticism, entheogens, spirituality, comic books, superheroes, paranormal, esoterica, nature, science, ethics, metaphysics, activism, freedom, Carl Jung, Rudolf Steiner, Anthroposophy, Psychedelics, wave-particle duality, complementarity, Charles Forte, The Allegory of the Cave, Eternal Return

I graduated with a bachelor's in English and at the time, I had no interest in being a teacher so my options were pretty much exhausted. I took a job with my friend's company, traveled a lot, wore expensive clothes and all that jazz. Eventually, being overworked and busting my ass to sell people stuff I didn't really care about started to wear thin, and I had some personal problems that ended up being the straw that broke the camel's back. Now I work in a garden center and I'm finding it really zen, so life is generally much better. Ideally some day I would like to do some kind of humanitarian work, but for now this pays the bills.

Strategy, witty repartee, listening and observing, teaching people how to play games, dream interpretation, myth and symbolism, and there was a time when I was quite the artist but without a muse or inspiration I get lazy.

Whenever I walk into a room lightning usually crashes, and depending on why I'm there a chorus may or may not be singing ominously in Latin somewhere in the background.

Books: Dune (Frank Herbert), Breaking Open the Head (Daniel Pinchbeck), Snow Crash (Neil Stephenson), The Republic (Plato), The Count of Monte Cristo (Alexandre Dumas), Fight Club (Chuck Palahniuk), Paradise Lost (John Milton), The Power of Now (Eckhart Tolle), How to Know Higher Worlds (Rudolf Steiner), The Heart of the Buddha's Teaching (Thich Nhat Hanh), Book of Lies: The Disinformation Guide to Magick and the Occult, The Invisibles (Grant Morrison), The Handmaid's Tale (Margaret Atwood), V for Vendetta (Alan Moore), The Sirens of Titan (Kurt Vonnegut)

Movies: The Jerk, Ghostbusters, Back to the Future, The Dark Knight, Drive, The Departed and all kinds of crime and neo noir films, Dark City, Who Framed Roger Rabbit, The Fifth Element, Blade Runner, They Live

Shows: Flight of the Conchords, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Alphas, Parks and Recreation, Farscape, Firefly, Fringe, Batman The Animated Series, and this one is kind of old, but I fucking loved Twin Peaks.

Music: Tool, A Perfect Circle, Queen, Within Temptation, Lorena McKennitt, The Birthday Massacre, Rage Against the Machine, Live, The Doors, The Glitch Mob, Daft Punk, all kinds of 90's hip-hop (Biggie, Tupac, Dre, etc.). As you can see I'm kind of all over the place in this category, and what I listen to is really dependent on what mood I'm trying to evoke. If you are a fan of The Protomen, there's a good solid chance I would marry you, no questions asked.

If you've never heard of Pogo(aka Faggotron) do yourself a favor and watch a few of his masterpieces

Food: Black bean burrito at Salsarita's reigns supreme right now, I'm a fan of almost anything with noodles in it, and I love breakfast food all day long. I've been trying to work a lot more whole foods into my diet.

Sunlight, warm weather, lazy days to lounge, good friends, reddit, a good night's sleep

Magic, true love, arete, stories, archetypes, human behavior, what all these little synchronicities that keep popping up mean, and how to save the world.

The relation between light, life on earth, observation of reality, and how our mental state effects the way in which the world behaves towards us.

On an ideal Friday night, I am waxing philosophical with friends, playing board games, reading drunk people's fortunes with playing cards.

I'm competitive and I like beating people at things. Egotistical, I know, but I try really hard to be a good sport and I can have fun even if I lose.

You are actually interested in meeting up for a date. Otherwise we are just going to play internet footsies for a few days and then get distracted and go back to looking at pictures of people's cats doing dumb shit.