I drift about like a raft in the ocean, pretending I have any control over whether the waves are bringing me closer to that one simple goal in life: adding what little I can to make Earth the happiest planet in this solar system (integrated over time in subjective expectation), through whatever means achieve this - recycling (exciting!), spending a Saturday night in an office (exciting!), solving problems (excciting! .. wait, it is), making myself cry smiling by watching Louis CK (I'm also part of the world), making other creatures smile (I guess), or perhaps taking the last piece of pie (as a noble act to save the next person from the trouble of having to decide whether to eat it or not ofc; happiness is tricky).
Needless or not to say, I'm some geeky scientist-gone-philosopher-gone-humanitarian-gone-clueless, enjoying figuring out my own answers (then realizing a year later that conventional wisdom had good reasons all along); analyzing emotions&values and developing them for consistency (cognitive dissonance is amazing); tackling unsolved practical and theoretical problems (dopamine is a rush); demonstrating for some matter or another (meaningful and social hobbies seem the most fulfilling); making fishing nets but not for fishing (not really a riddle); thinking about how I might raise kids as superhumans (aptly nameed Test Subject 1 and Testie 2); getting lost in woods; getting lost without identity; and writing computer programs to generate music, stories, and in the end, simulate the entire world so that I can be god! Yes, god! A very sneaky god that occasionally hurts people just so that they won't take things for granted and stop appreciating life (apparently being a god is a lot like raising kids, but the latter seem to involve a lot more effort).
Well, if I must admit, my childhood dreams were more along the lines of "correcting all the mistakes Einstein made". I fell short on that one so now my dreams are a tiny tiny bit less grand.
My next goal (in the 300 step plan) is to make artificial humans (because clearly I can do what a million scientists before me failed at), so that the rest of the universe can be populated by Einstein-on-roids robots and have humanity descend into "just another step on the evolutionary ladder".
Humans, as you and I, and billion more, have looked in amazement to the great expanse of the universe and wondered. Is there life out there? What fantastic worlds hide, teasing us with but a faint light in a sea of noise? Humankind has difficulties comprehending the revolutions of the future, despite the countless we have seen in but a hundred years; in a but a grain of sand in our planet's book. What has the next hundred years in store for us? The next thousand? The next million? In my imagination, there will be a time where the beings of Earth look out to the stars, and they do not need to wonder - they can smile in quiet wonder, because almost every single star which meet their eyes will hold a dozen planetary bodies of buzzling life; and at such a time of a truly living and populated universe, there will still be a trillion more years to go before the heat death. In all glory, humans are fantastic and worthy of all love but whatever little token we leave behind to such a future dwarfs our most amazing moments by an unimaginable amount.
Pretty much just things that didn't live of other things that lived of things. Weekdays... bread, pasta, and rice. Maybe a tomato or two to spoil myself; preferably eaten as an apple, without the Youtube drool. Weekends... any goo/pot/stew. Vegterian food is easy - just throw anything you see around you, season properly, perhaps add some coconut milk, and eat to delight. No worries about whether fish will go well pineapple or not; it all mixes. In fact, I've been trying to disprove the hypothesis that Cayenne Pepper goes well with anything that already tasted good - melons, ice cream, cookies, I have yet to find something which doesn't work with it!
I'm curious, what does my taste in music say about me?
(Besides liking female singers for natural reasons.)
Home, In Control by Nemesea; Teardrops on my Guitar by Taylor Swift; Amaranth, Sahara, Bye Bye Beautiful by Nightwish; Rock, She, 7 Years & 50 Days by Groove Coverage; Afterlife by Avenged Sevenhold; When Love Takes Over by David Guetta and Kelly Rowland; Sweat (A La La La La Long) by Inner Circle; Paid in Full by Sonata Arctica, Wish you Were Here by Blackmore's Night; Storm by Theatre of Tragedy et al.; Watching Over Me, Burning Times by Iced Earth; You Gave me a Promise, Wrapped In Your Arms by Firelight; (the mandatory) Don't Stop Me Now, Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen.
Silly comedies, fantasy/sci-fi, stories about intellect, psychology, or personal growth. Most recently, the Speaker for the Dead (just heartachingly wonderful; free as an audibook on Youtube - check it out!), Assassin's Apprentice (so dark and cruel), Death Note (matching my inner desires.. to be a intelligent martyr; perhaps not his means :p), and Hikaru No Go (such infectious passion), The Holy Grail, and Terry Pratchett (obvious funnies) to name a few.
I really prefer making and generating stories over indulging in existing ones. Haven't had much success on the writing part as it takes a lot of time. I'm working on having my computer assist me by filling in the details.