It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.
“Who are you? ” said the Caterpillar. This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, “I--I hardly know, sir, just at present--at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.”
“What do you mean by that?” said the Caterpillar sternly. “Explain yourself!”
“I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, sir,” said Alice, “because I’m not myself, you see.”
I've been told I'm an alien, or a robot, or something else. I figure that I'm just human, with the potential of being much more, but then again I think that is what we all are, and possibly I have obtained an insignificant modicum of that potential.
I am a DJ and a musician, and in those contexts I am known as X.E.i. or simply Xei. My music is my life. I'm also a hobbyist photographer.
I believe we are greater than the sum of our parts, yet the exact function of all those components interactions. I am atheistic by nature, and I do not believe in a creator deity such as Brahma or Yahweh, El, or Allah. Contrarily I am deeply interested in religion and the occult, as I believe there is intrinsic psychological and primeval meaning to the gibberish and I am fascinated by their ability to hold sway of the masses.
I love Industrial Music, in damn near every permutation. From Old School EBM to Terror EBM, Avante Guarde to Powernoise, Futurepop to Industrial Rock. My love of Industrial Music stems from a long-held desire to blend the energy of hard rock with the ethereal experience of electronic music. Little did I know at the time, when my inspirations were artists like Jean Michael Jarre and Great White, and wore work boots and hand-me down BDUs and cargo pants, reading about military technology and getting immersed in Gibson's Neuromancer, that there was something infinitely closer to my ideal already in existence, but I wouldn't know it for years to come.
My second musical love is Psytrance, birthed from the womb of Acid and Goa, and it's children Full-On and Darkpsy. Though it's radically different from the Industrial Music ideology, it's not typically angry or sarcastic, however, it hits upon one of my other interests. Mind. The mind is a beautiful terrible thing, and the things you can do to it are even more so. Mind altering substances, insanity, mania, altered states of consciousness, life, regeneration. These are the core themes of Psytrance. I discovered the genre accidentally, without warning, and have been facinated ever since.
Overarching my musical proclivities are my thematic loyalties: technology, dystopia, ..survivalism.., transhumanism, self-substantiation, indulgence, altered consciousness, augmented reality, AI.
Intelligent people, musical people, interesting people, open-minded people. Preferably all of the above in each person.
If I'd been asked what "famous" people I'd like to meet, I'd make the following list.. Anyone not on this list is because I either have already met them or I have a much greater chance of meeting anyway in the course of my life.