About Me
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My name is Crystine.
I am a fifth of a century and currently
attending University and residing in Toronto, Canada.
Below is a summary of some of my interests,
preferences, and idiosyncrasies:
I think Horror and Philosophy are the greatest
things in this world.
Aesthetics, ethics and metaphysics are my favourite metatopics
in philosophy and the topics that I am most critical of.
I don't play sports or have any particular talents or hobbies.
In my spare time I write... mostly fiction and some non-fiction;
horror and sci-fi. I like to experiment
with archetype, allegory, and narrative.
I read... mostly non-fiction and some fiction;
philosophy, history, the humanities,
abnormal psychology, and neurology
[brains make both:
a delicious read and
an interesting snack].
And sometimes I make things like jewelry,
bio-chemical weaponry,
or zombie minions using my skill in the art of lobotomy.
I can be reclusive, socially withdrawn,
and introspective. I don't like small talk.
I don't like large groups of people.
I don't like brash, abrasive behaviour.
I need a lot of time by myself.
But I talk a lot if I have something to say,
and I probably have a detailed opinion
regarding just about everything.
I over-analyze everything way too much
and it fills me with existential dread
[but those moments are fleeting and give way
to a greater optimism for this world
and a stronger faith in humanity
...strange as it may sound...]
I am a Secular Humanist
as well as an Atheist and Materialist.
I don't really believe in an
objective scale of morality or that
actions/intentions/people are ever
truly "good" or "evil"
but I do enjoy constructing
intricate systems of morality
which are ultimately meaningless.
I am a Pacifist.
Not because I think violence,
aggression, revenge, malice, etc,
are inherently immoral or unethical,
but because they are moronic,
petty, and inhibitory to human progress.
Violence cannot solve real problems,
all it can do is displace suffering.
It doesn't matter how insignificant
or isolated the use of violence is,
it destroys and dehumanizes part of
the recipients, instigators, and all parties involved.
I am definitely an individualist-
but it is undeniable that every person
is inherently connected to one another.
I believe that alleviating suffering
throughout the world and cultivating
our individual prosperity are not
contradictory objectives in the long run.
Reprisals are not solutions.
Revenge is not justice.
Retribution is not absolution.
Ignorance is never an answer.
Harmony, not strife, is the only
way to truly overcome and defeat what plagues us.
Refusal by even one human being to
strive for peace and unity and goodwill
inhibits our entire species from
evolving our cultures, our bodies,
and our minds.
That being said I think progress is about
as purposeless as inertia or regress
in the entire scheme of the universe.
But I will never give up on trying to make
the condition of human existence
a little less painful and callous.
All people deserve that clemency.
I <3 theoretical governmental policy analysis.
The real stuff is much more frustrating...
We live in a democracy where the vast
majority of the populace are
too apathetic or ignorant to make society
a better place have the means to do so.
Don't get me wrong-
I like Democracy.
It's the best system we have, an important
aspect towards achieving an equitable society,
and it lessens the inevitable mistakes and
corruptibility of governments by distributing
any consequence equally across the populace.
But really it's all about fair trade;
Universalization of human rights,
education and healthcare;
enhancing social support systems;
lessening the socioeconomic gaps;
and progressive taxation,
especially capital gains taxes!
But as I said I'm much more of a theorist than an activist.
Music is important to me, so is [gothic] fashion.
Whether positively or negatively,
I hate being judged by my appearance.
But it happens.
It’s just a personal preference.
[Yeah I’m weird looking-
I don’t do it to try and get attention from others,
or as a cry for help,
or as some indication that I am sexually promiscuous.
[Some people seem to believe because of the
way I dress that I will be intrigued by comments or
propositions involving BDSM or fetishism.
I am just as likely to be offended, repulsed by,
or interested in these as any other person.
But I will not placate some random normal-looking
ignoramus just because they expect me to do so.
I have more self-respect than that.]
I am not one-dimensional nor am I a stereotype.
Don't treat me like I am.
Assumptions and prejudices are inevitable.
I try my very best to judge others
on their actions and reactions.
I deserve the same consideration.
I realized many years ago that looking like others would be a hypocrisy….
I have never fully understood how to fit in or be like other people,
I have never felt that I would be fully accepted by society.
Since before I can remember I have said different things and
responded in different ways from my peers.
I struggled for most of my life trying to fake normalcy,
or lashing out against it, or resenting myself.
I don’t struggle like this anymore.
Instead, I’ve cultivated my own sense of self,
spent countless hours trying to figure out why others
are the way they are and why I am the way I am,
and have decided that even if I don’t agree with others,
it is necessary to treat them with tolerance, respect, and politeness.
I now think all the suffering and insecurities I went through were all worth it.
Because I am happy with myself, no more than your average person,
but I am much more thankful than most to be content with myself.
I like quotes... a whole lot.
No, I don't memorize and recite great sayings
as an excuse to not think for myself...
I like them because they make me think critically.
But also I have a fondness for words
and on the rare occasion when
someone can put brilliant thoughts
[or even just eccentric thoughts]
into beautiful, perfect prose,
I believe it’s something to be celebrated.
“I have striven not to
laugh at human actions,
not to hate them,
nor to weep at them,
but to understand them.â€
–Spinoza
“Nothing is given to men, and the little
they can conquer is paid for with unjust deaths.
But man's greatness lies elsewhere.
It lies in his decision to be stronger
than his condition. And if his condition
is unjust, he has only one way of
overcoming it, which is to be just himself.â€
–Albert Camus
“An eye for an eye
blinds us all.
Fighting fire with fire
ignites the whole worldâ€
"Religion is based mainly on fear . . .
fear of the mysterious, fear of defeat,
fear of death. Fear is the parent
of cruelty and therefore no wonder cruelty
and religion have gone hand in hand…
My own view on religion is that of Lucretius.
I regard it as a disease born of fear and as a
source of untold misery to the human race."
-Bertrand Russell
“The pen is mightier
than the swordâ€
-Voltaire
“The aim of life is self-development.
To realize one’s nature perfectly-
that is what we are here for.
People are afraid to be themselves nowadays…
The mutilation of the savage has its tragic
survival in self-denial which mars our lives.
We are punished for our refusals.
Every impulse that we strive to strangle
broods in the mind and poisons the heart.
The body sins once and has done with its sin,
for action is a mode of purification.
Nothing remains but the recollect of pleasure
or the luxury of regret.
The only way to get ride of temptation is to yield to it.
Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing
for the things it has forbidden itself, with desire
for what its monstrous laws have made monstrous.
…[The new hedonism] was to have it service of the intellect;
yet it was never to accept any theory or system that would
involve the sacrifice of any mode of passionate experience.
Its aim, indeed, was to be experience itself,
not the fruits of experience, sweet or bitter as they may be.
Of the asceticism that deadens the senses,
of the vulgar profligacy that dulls them,
it was to know nothing.
But it was to teach man to concentrate himself upon
the moments of life that is itself but a moment.â€
-Oscar Wilde