Who is John Galt indeed.
Two months I've been away, but for those who know me best, they know that I'm always watching, even if I'm too busy to write here.
More behind cut
for the most part, I've been working. I've gotten much better at what I do over the last year, and am considering taking a step into the world of private contracting. I'll need to talk to some people more experienced than me to see if it's worth the risk.
on Monday, I've got a meeting to talk to a couple of gentlemen about licensing out a few inventions. if all goes well, I'll have taken another crucial step in the path to my own research and development company. (should I be embarrassed that I'm hearing the words brilliant and genius being thrown about with more frequency these days?) We'll see how it all goes.
As far as spur of the moment decisions go. I've also decided that 3d drafting will not be able to support me in the long run, so I've decided to go for a degree in mechanical engineering. First and foremost, to expand my understanding of machinery and math, and because I love it. Math is not my strong suit, but I am willing to put the effort into it to understand, it is with this mentality that I will finish what classes I need to head to CalPoly, or Caltech, money permitting.
In order to buy myself more time, as I shift my focus onto different goals for the next few years, I've taken a sabbatical from the fencing academy for an undetermined amount of time. This is so that I may recharge myself, remove myself from the picture for a bit so as to find who I am again, so that when I can come back, I can once again answer that crucial question of what it is that I value, and the reasoning for it. It is of note that plans also for my own academy have temporarily fallen to the wayside.
in the stead of the school, I have fostered new relationships with the freemasons, hoping to learn from men more wise than myself. This pushes my work back up to the level that it was at when I was at the fencing academy. It is my hope that I will be able to bear the extra weight and responsibility.
and at the same time, I cannot forget entirely that I was to study tai chi with a local master who wished to take me on. I was hoping to understand more about the Chinese view of energy and how it related to what we know of the scientific view. Perhaps it might provide valuable insight into why my mind perceives the world as it does.
My father also is pursuing a relationship with me again, and despite the bile that rises in my stomach each time I'm around him, his enthusiasm with helping me see my schooling goals have forced me to *shudder* cozy up to him, for the time being. I should be clear when I say though that this does not change the nature of our relationship. I am still damaged, and will most likely remain so the rest of my life, and I will still dance on his grave. But he's still useful at the moment, and my practicality outweighs my loathing for him.
In between my technical readings, and work related study, I've managed to find the time to finish Ayn Rand's masterpiece, Atlas Shrugged. I highly recommend it to everyone, and also suggest that one take their time in study, since the book is an expression of objectivism more than an entertaining trifle to be enjoyed. What I found most fascinating was that when I viewed my high school experiences through the lens of Mrs. Rand's beliefs, I came to new understanding of why it was that I was so despised for what I thought and did. Fortunately, this book has freed my mind of the weight of those awful years, and I no longer need to wonder at the evil of children, now I understand them, and can ignore them.
For the moment, that is all.
More behind cut
for the most part, I've been working. I've gotten much better at what I do over the last year, and am considering taking a step into the world of private contracting. I'll need to talk to some people more experienced than me to see if it's worth the risk.
on Monday, I've got a meeting to talk to a couple of gentlemen about licensing out a few inventions. if all goes well, I'll have taken another crucial step in the path to my own research and development company. (should I be embarrassed that I'm hearing the words brilliant and genius being thrown about with more frequency these days?) We'll see how it all goes.
As far as spur of the moment decisions go. I've also decided that 3d drafting will not be able to support me in the long run, so I've decided to go for a degree in mechanical engineering. First and foremost, to expand my understanding of machinery and math, and because I love it. Math is not my strong suit, but I am willing to put the effort into it to understand, it is with this mentality that I will finish what classes I need to head to CalPoly, or Caltech, money permitting.
In order to buy myself more time, as I shift my focus onto different goals for the next few years, I've taken a sabbatical from the fencing academy for an undetermined amount of time. This is so that I may recharge myself, remove myself from the picture for a bit so as to find who I am again, so that when I can come back, I can once again answer that crucial question of what it is that I value, and the reasoning for it. It is of note that plans also for my own academy have temporarily fallen to the wayside.
in the stead of the school, I have fostered new relationships with the freemasons, hoping to learn from men more wise than myself. This pushes my work back up to the level that it was at when I was at the fencing academy. It is my hope that I will be able to bear the extra weight and responsibility.
and at the same time, I cannot forget entirely that I was to study tai chi with a local master who wished to take me on. I was hoping to understand more about the Chinese view of energy and how it related to what we know of the scientific view. Perhaps it might provide valuable insight into why my mind perceives the world as it does.
My father also is pursuing a relationship with me again, and despite the bile that rises in my stomach each time I'm around him, his enthusiasm with helping me see my schooling goals have forced me to *shudder* cozy up to him, for the time being. I should be clear when I say though that this does not change the nature of our relationship. I am still damaged, and will most likely remain so the rest of my life, and I will still dance on his grave. But he's still useful at the moment, and my practicality outweighs my loathing for him.
In between my technical readings, and work related study, I've managed to find the time to finish Ayn Rand's masterpiece, Atlas Shrugged. I highly recommend it to everyone, and also suggest that one take their time in study, since the book is an expression of objectivism more than an entertaining trifle to be enjoyed. What I found most fascinating was that when I viewed my high school experiences through the lens of Mrs. Rand's beliefs, I came to new understanding of why it was that I was so despised for what I thought and did. Fortunately, this book has freed my mind of the weight of those awful years, and I no longer need to wonder at the evil of children, now I understand them, and can ignore them.
For the moment, that is all.