Like the woman who loved her new kitten so much that she smothered it to death. That isn't love. That's selfish indulgence.
Love is tending to a garden whose thorns scratch at your skin but whose beauty compels you to keep tending. It is not merely picking all the flowers to put in a vase for your amusement until they wither and die. It is nurturing the flowers, maintaining and nourishing what makes them beautiful. Love is putting the nourishing of that beauty before your own needs. Love is a giving of yourself, not a taking of something else.
Until people understand this love will always be misunderstood and the word itself will continue to be diminished as it is used to mean the antithesis of love.
Love for the sake of love itself. Don't try to cling to it or it will just wither and die. Nourish it, let it grow, and appreciate its existence in each moment because those moments will never come again.
When you begin to sacrifice the current moment to more quickly get to the next moment is when you stop living.
Playing the Theremin, Singing, playing the EWI, playing the Piano
Video Games - League of Legends and Smash Brothers N64
Programming Various languages -- google helps with the syntax ;o, RegEx, SQL to a decent extent -- SQL queries can get pretty damn complex
"Are you an artist?" . . . Reply: "Also maybe."
"Your hair is so soft!" . . . Reply: "Why are you touching my head?"
or sometimes people don't notice me at all (ninja)
Chuang Tzu sums up why I'm apolitical:
And so in the days when natural instincts prevailed, men moved quietly and gazed steadily. At that time, there were no roads over mountains, nor boats, nor bridges over water. All things were produced, each for its own proper sphere. Birds and beasts multiplied; trees and shrubs grew up. The former might be led by the hand; you could climb up and peep into the raven's nest. For then man dwelt with birds and beasts, and all creation was one. There were no distinctions of good and bad men. Being all equally without knowledge, their virtue could not go astray. Being all equally without evil desires they were in a state of natural harmony, the perfection of human existence.
But when philosophers and prophets appeared, tripping up people over charity and fettering them with duty to their neighbor, doubt found its way into the world. And then, with their preoccupation with the performance of music, and their fussing over ceremony, the empire became divided against itself.
Movies: The Fifth Element, The Matrix, Mary Poppins
Electronic: Zero 7, Bonobo, Nightmares on Wax, Quantic
Old School Stuff: The Beatles, Jimi Hendrix, Pink Floyd, Joni Mitchell
Jazzy/Funky: The Greyboy Allstars, John Scofield, Miles Davis, The Brew
Pop: John Mayer, Jason Mraz
Cowboy Bebop, Last Exile, Samurai Champloo, Mushishi, XXXholic, Howl's Moving Castle, Spirited Away, Princess Mononoke, Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind
Game of Thrones, Kings: NBC Series, Star Trek: The Next Generation, Babylon 5, Archer
The other 3 I can manage without.
I crave stimulation: mentally, physically, spiritually, and I suppose (to a lesser extent) emotionally. ... for some reason the 2 Ls at the end of all those words I just typed naturally but it still feels odd to me that they have 2 Ls.. -- NATURALLY there's another one!!! :o
I really enjoy my dual computer setup, it's almost become an extension of my body as a tool for various forms of information, work, and play. Although part of me wishes I could just tie myself to a piano and only be allowed to perform any form of bodily function after I've learned something new on the piano instead of spending time on the computer :o.
Sometimes I fantasize about very fantastical settings or vague plot elements.
Sometimes I question the nature of reality.
Sometimes I look at my body and think how fucking weird it is to have a body.
Sometimes I get a random tune in my head that (to my knowledge) only exists in my head and I try to record it for hopefully later doing something with.
Sometimes I'm thinking "wtf are they thinking?".
Sometimes I'm caught in thinking about the next step of a programming project leading to all-night programming binges.
Sometimes I'm not thinking about anything at all.
Usually a homebody, sometimes not. Love the outdoors, specifically taking deep breaths of fresh air.
Trying to give more of a fuck about not giving a fuck, and just going all out more.. as in: the potential possibilities from moment to moment are entirely dependent on how much you are willing to just go all out and not give a fuck and follow the random awesomeness that is the endless stream of possibilities.
Also I enjoy being naked, especially outdoors, and think that social nudity really isn't all that weird once you get used to it. Took some friends to a nude beach once and we all had a blast and afterwards were changing around each other comfortably going like "huh, this should be weird? but its not.. cool"
That said... I'm just really looking for new friends on here, so don't expect me to be "the one". Besides if you think hard enough we are all "the one" and there's no way you should just stop with me.