I just had the strangest realisation...
The bio page is an introductory section, innit? It's a "Getting to Know You" exercise, designed so that you don't have to tell people who you are, every day.

We jump in, here, talking about things, every damn day, and we're going on and on as if everyone who reads this knows what's up. And that may be the case, sure, but some of these people don't have any context, at all. You don't know what the fuck i mean, when i use certain phrases, or when I talk about things or places that mean something to me.

So. Here's what i would like to see happen. Take today, just one post today, and start over. Write as if it were your first entry on this open forum, and tell us who you are. What are you doing, here, and what do you hope to get out of it? Here. I'll Start:

Well, this looks like a pretty interesting place. I'm Damien, i'm 25, and I'm the Master's Program for Philosophy and Religious Studies. I'm orginally from Washington, DC, and I still merge parts of DC with parts of Atlanta, in my dreams. I walk fromm one corner to the next, and the cities are one place. Says a bit about my psychology.

I like psychology. My high school principal was a psychologist, and she taught me all kinds of wonderful things youu can learn from the observation of behaviour in individual and group dynamics. I know what people do the things they do, but I don't meta-understand. I understand their motivations, but I don't know why they think they're so important. It gets confusing. I'm a Jungian in terms of my psychological approach, in that I think that everything's real, in terms of the effective experience it gives to the experiencer. If you see a ghost, I don't ask you why you believe in unreal things, I ask you about what the ghost was wearing, what you were doing, and if you pissed it off. An experience cannot be "real" or "unreal." It is merely an experience, which, in its turn, can teach us something about ourselves, and how we engage the world.

I think that metaphysics, in general, and magical practices ("occult studies" as it were) in particular, have a lot to say to quantum mechanics, and vice versa, and that there is nothing unnatural, or supernatural that Exists.

My mother's a minister and a lawyer, my father's a system's engineer for the DoD. My mother was in undergrad, when she had me, and she taught me how to fight in my dreams. My father helped design the cooling system for a plasma cannon.

When I was eight, I looked at the shiny metal rivet on the shiny blue enamel back on the chair in which I was sitting, and I saw the infinite curvature of reflection, and I posited that in each of those reflections was another world, another me, all doing me-things, but different.

I've done questionable things (who hasn't) that would make many of you not want to know me, if you knew the details, and I've wanted to take back most of them, at some point (who doesn't), but right now, I appreciate where they've brought me.

This is, in part, me. Basic, 1010-level me. It gets more complicated, from here.

I'm glad to be here. Glad to meet you.