I think I like it better when you answer questions that seem like they use some sort of scientific algorithm which then calculates your perfect match for you. I would think that would be more precise than letting one use their own words. Will I say the right witty and clever things to attract my perfect match, or will? Seems rather daunting. So that is a disclaimer of some kind, but of course I will still try to say the right witty and clever things.
So lets start with my 'match' then. I would be attracted to someone who is somewhat intellectual, as I have spent and continue to spend a great deal of time reading, thinking,and writing. I nerd out super hard sometimes; like on my commute I listen to academic lectures on a wide range of topics, Literature, Economics, Physics, History, Music. Yeah, nerd alert, though don't worry, I tend to discuss these interests only when someone wants me to. A similar taste in music would be desirable, that is mostly indie stuff, though that is a broad category for me. A desire for travel would be nice, that is most assuredly a passion of mine, and I have been lucky enough to visit a fair number of places in the world. Physical fitness is also important to me. My family owned a gym while I was growing up, so being healthy, or healthy-ish, has always been a part of my life. I did play soccer in college and I still like to play sometimes. What follows is a bit more about me, and my values.
I believe in Perspectivism. I believe in my own, lower-case-T truth, and in my own ability to allocate value in the world that I perceive. I perceive that everything can be reduced to an absurdity, and I am comfortable with that; but, I’m not comfortable with negligent-absurdity, that which is the result of indifferent personal choice. I seek choice because choice is good, and reject apathy, because apathy is bad. Simplistic, yes, but I'm more than willing to believe in an absurd simplicity when doing so increases the range of my own choice, or the quality of my own lower-cast-T truth.
In Greek mythology there is the tale of Sisyphus, who was condemned to spend eternity in miserable drudgery, every day pushing and heaving a heavy boulder to the top of a mountain. In eternal recurrence, the sun would set, and when it rose, Sisyphus and the boulder would again be at the bottom, facing another day and another labored ascent up the same mountain.
It was Camus who crafted an analogy from this myth, in his essay of the same title. There, he asserts that the absurdity of Sisyphus’s existence is no greater than the absurdity of our own lives. Like him, we all know what our ultimate fate will be. But, Camus poses that, rather than being a pitiable and wretched figure, Sisyphus instead has all the tools he needs to construct his happiness.
What if every morning, when Sisyphus was greeted by the weight of the boulder and the steepness of the mountain, what if every day he welcomed them in turn, what if he greeted them as his boulder and his mountain and looked upon them like they were his oldest and truest friends? What could stop him from thinking this way? Nothing, Camus asserts; and his assertion is mine as well. What’s to stop me from reveling in the tribulations and exertions of my own life? Not one thing.
So I make it my duty to remember these thoughts, to remember the power I have in choosing how I perceive the world. I know it sounds intense, but it's not really. It's just my way of looking at life.
As for my purpose here, the bottom line is that I am tired of meeting people with which I have little to nothing in common with, and this silliness seems a somewhat logical way to remedy that issue. Though I am busy with what I am doing in my life, I think I'd like to have a "special lady friend", to quote The Dude.
