I hate when I see a fork lying around where it doesn't belong. They remind me of emaciated hunger and the fact that we have to keep ravenously eating other living beings constantly just in order to stay alive. And they just look so.. underworldly/low-frequency.

I love to wear colorful pants, colorful shirts, colorful hats and a colorful bracelet.

I used to always wear a colorful bucket hat when I went out, or if I didn't have one (I usually have) a baseball cap (I have over a hundred), to cover up my baldness. I did that for like 20 years, though I've been thinking of giving that up lately.

I've collected a lot of different things in my life .. street signs, unusual lights, coke cans and bottles, pennies, rubber bands, alarm clocks, baseball caps, special coins, rocks/crystals, and other things I can't think of atm. I still kinda collect the alarm clocks and the rocks and crystals.

Sometimes I sleep for 2 days or stay up for 4 days for no reason.

I dream every second I'm asleep. I go directly from waking to dreaming, directly from dreaming to waking, and with no dreamless sleep in between. It's been that way for a few years.

I take an anti-psychotic to keep me from getting Acute Exhaustive Psychosis (not sure if that's what it is).

I have such extreme social anxiety and general cluelessness that I can't travel by myself or keep a job and do it well and even trying to work at a job is utterly terrifying to me.

I have virtually no emotions.

I didn't have sex until I was 28 because of my extreme shyness.

I'm a double Aquarius, a triple 7 numerologically, and an INTJ.

There's a lot of good in the world, just as there's a lot of evil in the world. Most people are mostly benign and have a conscience, but they can be deplorably inconsiderate/damaging too, just depending on context. How socially acceptable something is, how easy it is to ignore the damage, the emotional/aesthetic framing of it, encouragement by peers, how much they stand to gain from it, chances of being caught, etc. etc.

My faith in humanity isn't based so much on the ratio of good to evil, but on whether I think humanity will ever make it to utopia or will always be ruled by evil and steeped in suffering. Evil rules the world because evil is the greater power seeker and because having no conscience means more effective tactics are on the table for you. And evil/selfishness loves to exploit as many people as possible for personal gain.

Maybe the dominance of evil, corruption, pain and suffering is more of a factor in my faith or lack of faith in humanity than our projected future, I'm not sure. As for our future, the idealist and spirtualist in me thinks we'll eventually emotionally evolve and make it to utopia, but the realistic observer in me thinks things will never improve that much until the day we destroy ourselves or at least have to start over again. Whichever may faith is based on, I'd say it's about a 2. I think I'm just bitter.

I was 200 pounds once. I stepped on a scale for the first time in months, and it said exactly 200.0. That was interesting. All the extra weight was in my belly too, and I'm rather small-framed, so I looked kinda ridiculous. That was a few years ago. About 10-20 years ago I used to be pretty thin. I ate like a bird all my life, but then I started eating just out of boredom, and that's when I started getting fat. I'd say peak physique must've been when I was a kid, because our bodies always go downhill from there. Even then though I had a really hard time doing the mile run. =P My coach even asked me if I had asthma once because of how I was breathing after it (I don't). But I suffered through it and got the Presidential Fitness Award every year. One year I made it by like a second or so.