I really just want someone to talk to, someone to touch, like those first shy touches. Someone to sit close to, to smell: those sweet smelling gentle breezes of proximity that pass beneath your nose and sometimes catch you off guard for the way they affect you. Someone to sit and laugh with and share our small tales, in a quiet room alone, in a room full of laughter and friends, or perfect strangers and clamor, at the edges of a campfire, the cool feeling of fine beach sand between the toes, deep in a starry night. A rest in each others company, for a while, a faint promise floating between you like an unspoken whisper, delivered on the softer shades of light, in a fleeting glance.
I want to be impressed by something she said, surprised by something she did: An opinion spoken with grace, a small playful competition. I want to be an adventurous companion for a day, and a hopeless house bum’s accomplice on another. I want to be looked at in that way that is so disarming. That look that is adoration, admiration and charm all rolled into a smile that does not break when her attention is drawn briefly away, and that undefinable knowing presences in the eyes, when her attention finds you once again, like a single thought that didn’t fade, and seems to be present just for you. Are those moments real, or just a trick of the lovers mind?
Some favorite quotes of mine:
“Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth.”
~ Sir. Arthur Conan Doyle
“Until you know a lie is a lie then it is the truth. Learning how to discern a lie from the truth may be the right thing to do, but knowing the truth wont always make you happy.”
"Fix reason firmly in her seat, and call to her tribunal for every fact, every opinion. Question with boldness even the existence of a god; because, if there be one, he must more approve the homage of reason, than that of blindfolded fear."
~ Thomas Jefferson
“The world is like a ride at an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it, you think it's real, cause that's how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down and round and round; it has thrills and chills and it's very brightly colored and it's very loud and it's fun... for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question: "Is this real, or is this just a ride?" And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, and they say, "Hey - don't worry, don't be afraid - ever - because... this is just a ride." And we kill those people. "Shut him up! We have a lot invested in this ride - SHUT HIM UP! Look at my furrows of worry! Look at my big bank account, and my family! This just has to be real!" It's just a ride. And we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok. But it doesn't matter because... it's just a ride. And we can change it anytime we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings of money. A choice, right now, between fear and love.”
~ Bill Hicks
“Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there - on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam…
…It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. It underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the only home we've ever known: the pale blue dot.”
~ Carl Sagan
Ching Chong Song, Muse, NOFX, Regina Spector, Guitar Republic, The Reign of Kindo, Richard Cheese, Dethklok, Pink Floyd, Tom Petty, Iron Maiden, Ministry, Jimi Hendrix, Tenacious D, Primus, and many many others. I have a very big spot in my heart for punk rock, such as: No Use For a Name, Me First and the Gimee Gimees, Minor Threat, Bad Religion, Rise Against, The Marshes, Gorilla Biscuit, Lagg Wagon, Propagandhi, Frenzal Rhomb, the Atari’s, 88 fingers louie, Less Than Jake, Melancholin, etc. A lot of 90”s punk. I also like a lot of solo acoustic artists like Ewan Dobson, John Buttler, Stefano Barone, Sergio Altamura ,Jeffery Lewis,
- I’m a big Gorge Carlin fan.
- Stefan Molyneux is one of my favorite contemporary philosophers, though I always seem to be in a state of questioning my justifications for liking him.
- I entertain many conspiracy theories but subscribe to VERY few.
- I like to play hacky sack and I am really good at it.
- I love to play guitar but I haven’t been really good at it for a while now.
- I love to hike, but hate hiking trails.
- I love anime, but it has to be really well done.
- I cry at the end of sappy love stories like Family Man (Nickolas Cage).
- I’m a big sci-fi fan.
- I still have all my comic books from when I was a young teen, and every once in a while I get nostalgic and go through them all.
If you want to know anything more just ask.