EOTUnUn is how it should be written.
But that looks crap.
I saw Dune one day, where the talk was of the "Emperor of the known Universe". I imediately started wondering what the "Emperor Of The Unknown Universe" would look like.
His goods wouldn't be available to him, as is obvious. Try to get money out of a purse in an unknown place..
Yet his realm would be full of greatest wonders, unseen and never told.
Greater than everything known. Only a dream.
I like it as a metaphor for the world behind your eyes, the inner bits, the soul.
Or, as Paul Laurendeau put it:
"The world in our head must be extraordinary but... where is it..."
When I spontaneously decided to join the Dominion mailing list, I needed an email adress as I didn't have web access of my own yet. For that, I needed a name. And there I was, becoming Eotunun myself.
By now it has gained the status of a real alter ego.
And I have never seen anyone else use it, so it's a unique name worldwide. (At least in march of 2007, that is.)
I have spent a lot of time looking at the world and my fellow beings from a remote point of view. I try to see the essentials and not the presented images.
I enjoy sitting on a bench on a calm summer day, watching a buzzard fly.
I know that after I felt a light breeze he will start circling, and I can tell where most of the times.
I saw space in 3D.
And no, I don't do drugs! I only try to understand knowledge, which to me is something more than being able to quote it correctly and draw right conclusions.
It can boost your senses' output.
Ancient myths have a great charm for me, especially (american)indian and european ones.
I am allergic against arrogance. Of individuals as well as of cultures.
I am sure that no god appointed anyone to rule or be preffered.
In fact, I am allergic against white priders and religious elitists.
Which is to be read as: A religious fundamentalist is nothing else than a f*cked up Nazi for me.
Even worse so than I am allergic against mould.
(Note to right wing tossers: That is *YOU* I am talking about! So stop pestering me with your friendship-requests, I'd rather hug a cactus!)
I love people that dare to be odd if this is what it takes for them to be themselves.
I love simple things that hide great ideas under an apparently simple skin.
Glider planes for example are the most beautyfull creations of technique to me. Their shape being designed to a tenth and even hundredth of a millimeter to performance and technical perfection, and the outcome is a harmonical elegant design.
No car or dress or chair design can ever get near that.
While the old cars do have their charm.
Dresses depend on a propper filling.
And I don't have eyes where I usually have chairs, so I don't mind about them.
As may be obvious I love music, not genres.
Yes, I do have a weaker spot for goth rock.
And I am half of what doesn't exist.
That's me.
And who are you?
