I've discovered recently that my main goal in life has shifted in the last few years. While I used to always think that life was purely about fun and enjoyment (don't get me wrong, I still have carried on with the tendency to behave accordingly to this belief), I've recently realized that my most important strife happens to be the seek for knowledge, along with aversion of my worst fear of boredom. In any opportune situation, I find myself asking "Why not?" and consequently finding myself then in some sort of predicament, or in other cases, some sort of wild success. In either case, the question "Why not?" dictates much of my decision making. While certain people might find my spontaneous lifestyle as potentially disadvantageous in the long term, I realize that what I am really trying to do is experience as much as possible, in order to learn as much as possible. The process of learning involves successes and also failures, including risks that end up less than rewarding. But to be truthful, nothing to me feels better at the end of the day to disconnect my emotions from my experiences, and begin to analyze these experiences for the knowledge they can bring me about my world. We cannot tell the future, but if we can properly store our memories as knowledge, we can ultimately have a greater and wiser perspective on what is to come.
Back in the beautifully manicured suburbs. Big 
white fences and nice big rooms. No one’s outside because no one needs to be. Why would you ever want to leave your fully packed refrigerator, your flat screen TV? Why would you leave a nice down comforter for naps in the afternoon, and air conditioning so you never have to experience the weather? These homes are a place to keep the family sheltered from the outside world, I suppose, where shit goes wrong.
I want an apartment small enough that makes me want to stay out of it as much as possible. A home base to keep my most precious and useful adventure artifacts. Some quality bass speakers, maybe. But a home that makes me want to spend time outdoors, out in public, out as a member of society. A home that makes me want to see what else there is out there, and disconnects me from the objects that I call my own. The earth is my home, why confine my space to one suburb, one street? In a search for knowledge, I want to find where all beautiful things are, and store them in my mind as beautiful memories. What a beautiful existence it would be indeed.
"The natural inheritance of everyone who is capable of spiritual life is an unsubdued forest where the wolf howls and the obscene bird of night chatters"
-Henry James Sr.
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When I encountered this page a few seconds ago, I had no idea where I had apparated into in cyber space. I found myself mysteriously among weird amoeba-like energy forms, lost out of my mind.
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