I contain multitudes. Complex in many people's eyes, simple in my own. I don't belong to any group or adhere to any particular worldview. Constantly working on refining myself dialectically, and overcoming my self transcendentally. Sick and tired of the social game and the hamster wheel. And of the "new" world order, and its upsidedown hierarchies, where the worst people are in power and the best people struggle. But equally tired of sanctimonious and politically correct people with their heads up their arses. I'm an outsider and lone wolf. And an aspiring writer. With a lot of frustration fueling me. Not sure I believe in love anymore. In theory I do, but we live in a spiritually and morally decadent time, and I'm quite disillusioned by it all to be perfectly honest. But let's see, people here seem different...
P.S. Winter is the new summer! Looking for someone who wants to escape with me from this Fimbulwinter we have now entered into. Will be going to going to Chiang Mai in December and Hoi An in March.
