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My self-summary
Trying to remember to have fun and not take life too seriously. I can be too intense sometimes, often really.

I like thinking and writing random stuff.

Here's a bunch of em.

Life - Finding a balance between survival and play.

Is the physical an essential component of the sense of being alive?

Pain and suffering starts when one picks a side.

Take away consciousness, everything in the physical universe is just atoms arranged differently.

Eating is as much feelings as it is physical. More so for those who enjoy eating. That's why eating is sexual. Sex also is about feeling, often more than the physical.

I don't do nice. I do me.

My mind is a prison of my choices. Breaking the bonds of my own reality.

The moment I realised that I needed to let go of all my predujices and stereotypes of life and people and that everything cannot be everything, was one step closer to me growing up.

Is being uncomfortable an essential ingredient for growth and development of self? To what degree of discomfort then? Is there a line even to be drawn?

From The Young Pope Season 1, EP9 TV Series.

"What is more beautiful, my love? Love lost or love found? Don't laugh at me, my love. I know it, I'm awkward and naive when it comes to love, and I ask questions straight out of a pop song. This doubt overwhelms me and undermines me, my love. To find... .or to lose? All around me, people don't stop yearning. Did they lose or did they find? I can't say. An orphan has no way of knowing. An orphan lacks a first love. The love for his mama and papa. That's the source of his awkwardness, his naiveté. You said to me, on that deserted beach in California, "you can touch my legs." But I didn't do it. There, my love, is love lost. That's why I've never stopped wondering, since that day: where have you been? Where you are now?
And you, shining gleam of my misspent youth, did you lose or did you find? I don't know. And I will never know. I can't even remember your name, my love. And I don't have the answer. But this is how I like to imagine it, the answer. In the end, my love, we have no choice. We have to find."
What I’m doing with my life
I'm a freelance cinematographer, here's some of my work.

and a recent one,

Filmmaking, documentaries, human rights, photography, cooking, philosophy, dancing, reading, writing, swimming, martial arts (MUAY THAI BABEH!!), cycling, drawing, painting, chess, jumping, flying, movies, watching the stars, smelling the flowers, squeezin furry animals till they make some sorta noise, actually anything at all. I love stuff from quantum mechanics to origami.
I’m really good at
CReating, visual design, coming up with crazy ideas, adventuring!
The first things people usually notice about me
Many say I'm weird. Though that has not been happening much since I'm kinda a social snob and can't stand most people.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Albert Camus, Terrance Mackenna, Jiddu Krishnamurthi, Alan Watts, Daniel Dannet.

The Fountain, The Congress, Bladerunner, The Matrix, Her, too many actually.
Six things I could never do without
Traveling, freedom, choice, independence, creating, learning and experiencing new things.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Ways at having fun with this one life.

Self, actualization of self.
The nature of my personal reality.
What to create next.

The nature of consciousness and the reality that consciousness is observing.

"From the evening breeze to this hand on my shoulder, everything has its truth. Consciousness illuminates it by paying attention to it. Consciousness does not form the object of its understanding, it merely focuses, it is the act of attention, and, to borrow a Bergsonian image, it resembles the projector that suddenly focuses on an image. The difference is that there is no scenario, but a successive and incoherent illustration. In that magic lantern all the pictures are privileged. Consciousness suspends in experience the objects of its attention. Through its miracle it isolates them. Henceforth they are beyond all judgments. This is the “intention” that characterizes consciousness. But the word does not imply any idea of finality; it is taken in its sense of “direction”: its only value is topographical." - Albert Camus
On a typical Friday night I am
Surfing the net, chilling at home if there isn't an exciting enough social gathering.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
Life is a fucking adventure!
You should message me if
any reason at all!
The two of us