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I am here for Dating, Serious Relationships and Friends

About Me

I feel eternity pressing down on me.

My Interests

Music, art, martial arts, skiing, metaphysics, archery, paintball, hiking, running, mythology, stories, physics, chemistry, psychology, the occult, philosophy, astronomy, weapons, birds, nature, technology, gaming, ping pong, SCA

I'd like to meet:

"The peach trees blossom. The water flows."

Music:

I play a little piano and sing. Listen to: Hendrix, Wagner, Black Sabbath, Nine Inch Nails, White Stripes, U2, Bob Dylan, Clapton, Led Zeppelin, Rob Zombie, Weezer, Radiohead, AC-DC, Mahler, Nirvana, Queen, The Beatles, Green Day, The Doors, Tom Petty, Gorillaz, The Animals, The Faint, etc.

Movies:

Boondock Saints, Pan's Labyrinth, V for Vendetta, A Clockwork Orange, Waking Life, Monty Python's Search for the Holy Grail, Lord of the Rings, Batman Begins, Office Space, Rushmore, Get Shorty, Almost Famous, Sin City, Matrix, Serenity, Fight Club, Big Fish, Frequency, Memento.

Television:

Metalocalypse, Venture Bros, Battlestar Galactica, Office, Survivorman, House, NCIS, The Avatar

Books:

"Of all the good things in the world, the only ones humanity can claim for itself are stories and music" Ya, I've read a lot.

Heroes:

No one specifically. I can admire civil rights activists, underdogs, presidents, leaders, philosophers, kings, and saints but ultimately I don't know them personally and by extension the circumstances through which they gained their herodom. Most of life is just that, circumstances. Circumstances that will make heroes, cowards, or villains of us all. So I'd just as rather give nought but a nod to those heroes when I see them, and follow my own way through life.

My Blog

Music and Poetry

Whenever anyone tells me they don't like poetry or can't understand it I ask them if they like music. They invariably answer yes. Now I don't understand how someone can like music but not poetry. They...
Posted by 1.618... on Tue, 13 Nov 2007 11:19:00 PST

Running

I've been running a lot lately and just started working on my technique. Wow, what a freaking difference! Kind of hard to explain in text but essentially I just started running on my toes/balls of my ...
Posted by 1.618... on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 11:21:00 PST

Connectivity

Just had a little revelation and saw another perspective in our connectivity to each other. Emotionally we are more connected than we realize I think, even with perfect strangers. If they can get you ...
Posted by 1.618... on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 12:18:00 PST

On the nature of free will and reality

I've known for a long time (especially coming from psychology) that we're made up of environmental and genetic influences. But I just had this "Oh shit" moment where I looked at myself as the sum of m...
Posted by 1.618... on Tue, 16 Oct 2007 10:52:00 PST

Ever notice...

That when people have a nickname for drinking they end up being borderline alcoholics?
Posted by 1.618... on Mon, 25 Jun 2007 07:34:00 PST

(one of my favorties) Dylan Thomas: Do not go gentle into that good night

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because the...
Posted by 1.618... on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 05:17:00 PST

Dylan Thomas: And death shall have no dominion

And death shall have no dominion. Dead men naked they shall be one With the man in the wind and the west moon; When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone, They shall have s...
Posted by 1.618... on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 05:14:00 PST

Henry Wadsworth: A Psalm of Lfie

Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not it...
Posted by 1.618... on Thu, 07 Sep 2006 10:00:00 PST

Dreamland: Lewis Carroll

When midnight mists are creeping,And all the land is sleeping,Around me tread the mighty dead,And slowly pass away.Lo, warriors, saints, and sages,From out the vanished ages,With solemn pace and rever...
Posted by 1.618... on Wed, 06 Sep 2006 05:47:00 PST

Guest: It Couldn't Be Done

Somebody said that it couldn't be doneBut he with a chuckle repliedThat "maybe it couldn't," but he would be oneWho wouldn't say so till he tried.So he buckled right in with the trace of a grinOn his ...
Posted by 1.618... on Mon, 14 Aug 2006 02:40:00 PST