Love and curiousity. For the latter, my ability to find things interesting has allowed me to look past the immediate and into the past and the far future, the details of the world that add up from countless actions of people or movements of particles, creating such wonderful complexity.

But it would all be for nought had I not someone to share it all with, my friends, my lovely girlfriend, a mind alone and silent is a mind wasted. And I could never waste such a precious gift, I'm grateful to share my intelligence and stupidity alike, for they are my diversity and a symbol of complexity as a human being.

It also helps me understand why things are happening, especially in relation to economics, history and politics. When tragedies occur, I'm able to be more immediately dispassionate as I see the causes and the trends and parallels to history. Yet it has not made me lose my humanity, if anything, I have turned kneejerk emotions into an olympic fire of sorts, never out, always there, always aware. In the words of a forgotten British punk band "I cultivate the hate to anhiliate the state"