I am a physically active person by nature and I have an athletic physique. I have often thought that sport is for getting fit playing it, not getting fat watching it, though very very occasionally I have found myself watching sport on the tv.
I like to think that love is what it all rests upon, but sometimes I get worried that the complete opposite may be true.
I used to be an apple but now I’m an orange. I have been told that one day I will become a banana.
I hate the word “aussie” but I like saying “aussie aussie aussie oi oi oi”.
I have had numerous profoundly life changing mystical experiences, and they have, all in all and amongst a kaleidoscope of other states, confused me and enlightened me and terrified me and calmed me.
I am addicted to information. I often get sucked into reading and watching and listening vortexes that keep me spinning around and around realm after realm of information/knowledge/wisdom, which I value more than wit these days, I used to think otherwise.
I believe that “a job worth doing is worth doing well”.
I was rather rude to Bob Geldof once but he got me back, I figured that I should put something about someone famous in here!
I try to be obedient to the will of the Lord but I often find it impossible to determine what that will may be. I take all things which I perceive to be related to the Divine very seriously, and seriously doesn’t mean zealot, bigot, hater, killer, torturer, condemner, shunner, oppressor etc etc as it so often does to so many unfortunately. I respect all religious people and non religious people, and even more so if the life they lead is motivated, in large part, by love. I have never been an atheist, but for a long time I was a fundamentalist agnostic, I thought it was the only valid assumption to make. This was, in large part, because I am a skeptic by nature to the point of being skeptical about skepticism, and this is a position that could, it seems, potentially have two logical outcomes, being skeptical about skepticism may validate faith by invalidating skepticism, but skepticism appears, via it’s utility and the appropriate investigation into the logic of the situation, to be a useful and most likely even necessary tool for making sense of reality, so we have a problem there that needs to be unraveled, or being skeptical about skepticism could invalidate all belief/faith about everything, not just the metaphysical, because it appears to demonstrate the instability of knowledge, but our everyday experiences and other modes of perception appears to demonstrate, via their utility and the appropriate investigation into the logic of the situation, at least some, and maybe a huge amount, of actually existing stable knowledge which yet again appears to mean that we have a problem that needs to be unraveled. So, in accordance with my reasoning, it may be that faith can be validated (or at least rendered more legitimate) by intellectual means alone, but this was not the case with my coming to faith, my faith was arrived at via experience (just as my faith in the potential fact that I am sitting here typing to you is rendered more legitimate by my perceived experience of actually being a person that is sitting here typing to you), experience which can be lent extra credibility by the use of certain intellectual approaches to reality.
I like the indoors and I like the outdoors but sometimes I have trouble getting out, too much to do in.
Politically I am liberal of the small l (not the Liberal Party!) variety, but on the issues of abortion, euthanasia, bioethics and some other subjects I would be classified as a conservative, this makes voting hard, because I deplore a great deal of conservatism.
I believe that “only boring people get bored”.
I am 25% English, 25% Irish, 50% German and 100% Ostraiyen.
I pray every day, I used to believe that prayer is talking to oneself via ones imagination, and sometimes I have difficulty disbelieving that.
I used to be a rebel, in some ways I still am.
I am interested in style and substance, the surface and the depths.
I am very intrigued by peoples stories.
I have no idea why I’m writing all of this stuff on this site, I am a recluse a considerable deal of the time, I haven’t always been like that and I don’t have to always be like that, but being a recluse is fine by me, as is throwing out this message in a bottle across the cybersea, and, you know, there’s a good chance that I’m too straight for the weird chicks and too weird for the straight chicks anyway.
I have been jaded and wearied by the world, but now, I am lost in love and wonderment.
I like art.
If my interpretation of this is correct, and if it is true, which I believe/hope it is, then we can rest in the knowledge that God, and by extension, existence in its weighted totality, is benevolent, "You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind. This is the great and first commandment. And the second is like it, You shall love your neighbor as yourself" (Matthew 22:36-40).
The odd mixture of silliness and seriousness that exists within me sometimes astonishes me.
I’ve done the “you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone” thing, I am, or at least I often try to be, grateful.
I was a juvenile delinquent for a short period of time, that then ceased and I adventured weirdly through many parts of Australia and the world, I then stopped that and traveled more in the realms of thought (mine and others), Christ then caused me to become raised up, when upon His grace came upon me and all of a sudden I was The Prodigal Son, following this many dark and frightening valleys of despair and horror where trudged through, whilst many mountain peaks of ecstasy also unfurled themselves before my new variety of journeying.
Sometimes everything appears to be so beautiful I could cry.
I am not contained, by three adjectives, and one sentence.
Please, no high heel hindered, perfume polluted and makeup mangled posh chicks. Also, if I’m looking for anything at all it’s a long term relationship/marriage, so please, no chicks who think they have a right to walk into a man’s life, take what they want from him and then abandon him as they move on to their next victim, ad infinitum, ad nauseam. I’m all for feminism/equal gender rights, but far too many women seem to think that feminism/equal gender rights means nothing more than women now being allowed to be as sexist, exploitative, cold, selfish and brutal as men have historically been seen as being. We need to adopt the best parts of our opposite gender, not the worst parts.
- Talking with unusual folks!
- Silence. :)
Music: The following are the ten greatest albums of all time:
10: Urban Hymns by The Verve
09: In Rainbows by Radiohead
08: No More Shall We Part by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
07: An American Prayer by The Doors
06: Ænima by Tool
05: Live at Woodstock by Jimi Hendrix and Gypsy Sun and Rainbows
04: One Foot in the Grave by Beck
03: MTV Unplugged in New York by Nirvana
02: Time Out of Mind by Bob Dylan
01: The Boatman’s Call by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds.
Other artists/bands that I like, and often overwhelmingly so, but who haven’t produced albums that contain consistently perfect or near perfect songs, whilst the above albums do contain such, are: The Dandy Warhols, The Beatles, The Stone Roses, Killerbirds, Jane’s Addiction, Placebo, Elliott Smith, Bright Red, Queens of the Stone Age, Simon Mason, Mercury Rev, John Lennon, Sonic Youth, Pink Floyd, Peter Haren, TDM, Morphine, Patti Smith, Neil Young, Bjork, Leonard Cohen, Hole, Iggy Pop, The Velvet Underground, David Bowie, Korn, The Do, Ladyhawke, Regurgitator, Sex Pistols, Metallica, The Audreys, Brenda Kahn, PJ Harvey, Ryan Adams, The Beach Boys, Of the I, Pixies, Doves, Beth Orton, The Chemical Brothers, Joy Division, Diogo Pontes, Fiona Apple, The Strokes, Ramones, A Perfect Circle, Eels, Guns N’ Roses, The Once Overs, Elvis Presley, Duncan Graham, Catherine Wheel, Richard Ashcroft, Mark Lanegan, M.I.A, Nine Inch Nails, Earth, Warren Burt, Oasis, Slowdive, Blur, Prince, Cat Power, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Sacred Cowboys, Gudrun Gut, Mick Harvey, Nick Drake, Court Lajoie, Dallas Frasca and Her Gentleman, Lou Reed, Ashes Divide, Jarboe, 16 Horsepower, Depeche Mode, Albinoni, Devo, Kylie Minogue, Yann Destal, Laurie Anderson, Slipknot, Rage Against the Machine, Suicide, New Order, Penny Ikinger, Rowland S Howard, Sinead O’Connor, The Kinks, The Birthday Party, Yoko Ono, the list goes on and on….
Films: Let’s not go there, it might get dangerous….
Television: Occasionally, and when so, mostly documentaries, talk shows, comedies and “reality tv”.
Books: My only interest is reality and the attempt to determine what reality is and what reality isn’t, therefore I rarely read fiction and I only like novels etc that use fiction as a tool to determine what the “truth” is. I mostly read philosophy, theology, psychology and literature from other related fields. Poetry has been known to do to me what God and Rock ‘n’ Roll can do to me, only they, especially God, can do it better.
Love, which to my mind, has four intensifying phases, 1, love is the desire to do no harm, 2, love is the act of doing no harm, 3, love is the desire to promote well being, and 4, love is the act of promoting well being. My two favourite quotes on the subject are, "Love is patient, love is kind and it keeps no record of wrongs. It is not envious, boastful, proud, rude, self-seeking or easily angered. Love delights not in evil but rejoices with the truth and it always protects, trusts, hopes and perseveres." - Paul of Tarsus (1 Corinthians 13:4 (paraphrased)) and, "The day will come when, after harnessing space, the winds, the tides, and gravitation, we shall harness for God the energies of love. And on that day, for the second time in the history of the world, we shall have discovered fire." - Pierre Teilhard de Chardin.
Ethics, justice, epistemology and other philosophical fields.
Science, both within the realm of its self, and how science and religion can be reconciled.
Fashion, and by this word I don’t mean the sort of fashion that some people design, other people market and plenty of other people follow, that sort of fashion is the herd instinct recontextualised and the herd instinct is fear made visible, but what I mean is nothing more and nothing less than clothing as art.
Myself, friends, family and other people (in this I include the non-human animals).
Beauty in all of its splendid forms, but especially the beauty that manifests in the female human form.
Exercise and health.
Music, films, literature and other art forms.
Why they call it an “answering machine” even though you might not ask it any questions.
Why people who “love animals” also often pay other people to imprison, abuse and kill animals.
Why films that contain the use of and/or reference to alcohol in them don’t have a “Drug Use” and/or a “Drug References” warning before the film begins. Also, why sites likes this have separates categories for admitting to the use of alcoholic drugs and non alcoholic drugs.
Combining the above two points, why it’s legal to kill and consume many animals that, quite likely, have thoughts and feelings, but it’s illegal to kill and consume many plants that, quite likely, don’t have thoughts and feelings. Logic please, not to mention ethics.
Where people find the time to answer so many OkCupid questions.
Why many people seem to think that it’s ok to kill a baby when the baby is inside its mothers body, but the moment the baby emerges from its mothers body it somehow becomes wrong to kill it.
Sex, for obvious reasons….
Why people who don’t have a medical condition that causes such allow themselves to get fat.
All of the things that I have to get done and am currently doing.
Why at the very first sign of the slightest increase in temperature most people rush for their thongs and/or sandals when only about 60% of women and 7% of men have feet that I can tolerate looking at.
Death. One, because it motivates me to appreciate life and fill it with good things, and two, if there is a heaven and a hell it gives the application of ethics in our lives more of a sense of importance and urgency than would exist if there is no heaven and hell.
The past (by no means am I stuck in the past but I am very fond of memories because they allow one to experience something once and then continue to reap enjoyment from the experience time and time again). The present. The future.
Why people who go out looking for sex almost always deliberately obscure the chemicals (pheromones) that sexually attract people to them with obnoxious smelling perfumes and/or other toxic and irritating substances.
Whether civilisation will be able to survive nature, and if not, what nature will be like once civilisation has vanished.