Firstly - description of me as a passionate person surprises me.

Secondly - description of me as an enthusiastic person surprises me.

Thirdly - they never used to surprise me. I wonder what changed.

Fourthly - we are moving imaging devices - acquiring, processing and interpreting data through our lives - I love imaging and how it intrinsically lends to philosophy. I love how biomedical imaging and science lie at the heart of perception and meaning of life. That is super awesome.

Fifthly - people scare the hell out of me and so do biological needs. I am truly mortified. Of my own and of other people's. Not just about sex, but also eating and breathing and social interaction and excretion and everything. It's all just basic and pulsating and intense and exciting, yet disgusting at the same time. Like, so much of the human body grosses me out, especially things that have large surface area to volume ratios, like toes, fingers and hair and cilia and convoluted tubes and foldings. And skin. Actually, epithelia in general. Oh and eating and consumption - I mean, it's like the lack of control we have over such things - like, feeling ravenous or engorging ourselves in delights like chocolate or fruit or whatever - it's sorta gross - we're just these living organisms thriving and seething with...life. Life is a bit disgusting and I guess that's the way it is. I suppose it can be thought of as beautiful, just as a sludge of brown can be thought of as an additive mixture of a rainbow of colours. That is artificial though and imperfect. Perhaps if we understood interactions as light waves that interfere, then the result would be something white and beautiful - not a brown poo-ey slush. What am I thinking about, I need to get to sleep.

Hey, does this aversion tend to autism? But I know that I can understand people and stuff, so I can't be autistic. But you know, I've always thought (or like to think) that I can span a huge part of the distribution of life that exists. I'm not crazy though. I'm not.

sixthly - why aren't people responding to my emails/letters?! COME ON PEOPLE - I HAVEN'T GOT ALL MY LIFE TO WAIT FOR YOU, GEES and the longer you take, the more effort I'd have to put in to REMEMBER WHAT IT WAS ALL ABOUT. Oh, sometimes I get the feeling that people avoid me, either a) I'm too intense, b) I talk about myself way too much, c) I talk about things nobody ci. cares about cii. understands.

Oh, throw me a bone why don't you.