Well, in accordance with the teachings of the Tathagata, there isn’t (strictly speaking) an essential, indivisible “self”, Let’s try this for now.
(ahem)
There isn’t a “me”, but if there were, it’d be something like this:
resilient dune runner, and endurer of the intense heat
failed scholar, heretic anthropologist, and intellectual moron
citizen of the the world, and frequently wonders if a fifth-century Roman felt the same way he does
occasionally writes about what matters.
very challenging personality and a die hard romantic - Erotica is welcome too :D
practices Buddhism and might one day get good at it
I’m Drake
