Jewels

I'd like to meet:

Let's change the question because "meeting" people is overrated. Who do I dig? Who should I avoid?
I like WRITERS (words or vision, bombs or tags, spoken or scripted, imagined or pondered) , ARTISTS, MUSICIANS, singers, painters, radio show hosts, publicists (because they make me laugh at their whimsical ways).
I like sculptors, sketchers, actors, anarchists, dancers, poets, lyricists, veterinarians and people who watch Adult Swim.
I like people who can hold an intelligent conversation with me about Nina Simone or Friedrich Hayek.
I like producers. It doesn't matter what you produce, but just that you PRODUCE something of your very own design.
I like geeks. I like computer programmers, game coders, net admins, computer science and hardware engineers. I like webmasters, developers and people who can model 3D animation.
I like Anime voice actors, real estate agents, dog groomers, and people who wear hot dog suits and wave at people driving by on the side of the road.
I like people who play music for other people (DJs). Why? Because they love music. It doesn’t matter what music either. However, I do think Ms. Fran has a point...

"If you are a disc jockey, kindly remember that your job is to play records that people will enjoy dancing to and not to impress possible visiting disc jockeys with your esoteric taste. People generally enjoy dancing to songs that have words and are of reasonable length. Sixteen minute instrumentals by West African tribal drummers are frequently the cause of undue amyl nitrate consumption and shirt removal." - Fran Lebowitz

I like guys who wear banana suits but I try to stay away from people in chicken suits - go figure...
I like people who love to play video games. I do not like people who blame the problems of the world on video games. We are responsible for our own actions. Just because I may play World of Warcraft, I do not want to shoot anyone with arrows for kicks in Atlanta. I have been known to stealth on occasion at clubs however.
I do not like to spend more than a second looking at a really crappy myspace page. C'mon people and turn those busy, net circa 1990, fugly backgrounds off! My eyes are still burning from some of your my(blinding)space pages.
I like people who have manners. Good old-fashioned manners. We’ll start with “Thank You” and “Please” and “May I?”.
I adore people who know the difference between "it's" and "its".
I like Japanese and UK teenagers because they are incredibly "cool". I think the word "cool" is over-used in everyday conversation.
I like MCs and poets who really have something to SAY.
I like people who tell me about life through lyricism and fill me up with seething inspiration.
I like people who believe in soulmates and love at first sight. I like hopeless romantics. I like spiritual people and philosophers.
I like women with gorgeous inner strength, and I adore men with fascinating sensitivity.
I usually like people who are nice to me. I'm easy like that.

Music:

Absolutely. May I have seconds please?
Renaissance (ren·ais·sance) - 1. A rebirth or revival. 2. A revival of intellectual or artistic achievement and vigor 3. The period of such a revival.

Movies:

The oddity, the strange, the exotic and the imaginative will catch my attention. Science Fiction, Anime, dark and intriguing Horror, Asian and Art flicks will do. If it's anything else it better be an indie film or produced by the Cohen Brothers. It may also have to be serious screen actor’s guild or Cannes Film Festival material. I could give a flamingo’s ass if it's Oscar or Golden Globe material quite frankly.

By the way, I've been told by a wise gypsy who did my reading recently that I was male in the most recent previous life.

Television:

The Sci-Fi Channel, The History Chan, Discovery Times, Sundance, IFC and Adult Swim. These are my only reasons for paying Comcast each month for cable TV. I keep up with BSG, Heroes, and basically any well produced sci-fi, horror and fantasy show. For a reality fix, I watch true-crime shows like The First 48 . This show scares the hell out of me more than any fictional horror ever could.

Books:

I think of reading books as food for my soul. It's often a five course meal at a little hole-in-the-wall place around the way.

Examples of the menu picks:

For starters, I'll have some philosophy like Physics of the Soul: The Quantum Book of Living, Dying, Reincarnation and Immortality and other quazi-religious works for an appetizer.

Then let's start off the main course with hardcore Science Fiction like The Light of Other Days by Arthur C. Clarke, Stephen Baxter .

I'll pass on the cheese please.

From the Wine List I'll usually pick ethnic works like When the Elephants Dance by Tess Uriza Holthe or the life of an eccentric artist like Frida : A Biography of Frida Kahlo .

If I'm particularly feeling wounded, I relate my life to stories such as The Robber Bride by Margaret Atwood .

Add a bit of Mythological Horror like Imajica by Clive Barker or Bitten by Kelly Armstrong as side dishes please.

I'll have quite a bit of diverse poetry for desert. Anything from Verses That Hurt : Pleasure and Pain from the POEMFONE Poets to The Collected Poems of Sylvia Plath will be tasty enough for me.

Bon Appétit!

Heroes:

The heroes of the world are those people who do so much for so many, yet get the least recognition for it. Because of this I'd like to honor anyone who has ever given so selflessly that they put the needs, hopes and dreams of another person above their own, and in the process, succeed in helping someone have a better life, a better world, a better outlook.

Do not misunderstand me please. There is a very fine line to walk between living vicariously through someone else and actually believing in and helping someone live their dreams. One is a constant temptation; the other is true and unconditional generosity.

The heroes of the world want the least recognition and the most happiness for other people and the plants and animals on this planet. The true heroes believe all life is sacred above and beyond politics, recreational requirements, or rudimentary periodic philosophy, aka "religion". It is those who follow this path of selflessness that will be the five (thousands of?) people to be met in heaven, that is, if we make it there ourselves. Don't cross your fingers. I'm not.

Interesting thought isn't it? Getting "into" Heaven I mean. And why is Heaven capitalized? Is it a true place like a city on a map?

If we are trying to get into Heaven, are we living our lives selflessly enough to do so? Whether Heaven is a place above the clouds with trumpeting angels and a dood named Jesus hanging out giving some Spoken Word, or whether Heaven is just being remembered for your life's work, it's all the same in a way isn't it?

What if there is no heaven or hell?

Are there still any real heroes if heaven or hell does not exist?