I vaguely suspect I'm a Ni type, but this might be a transient fancy from listening to too many postmodernists on Resonance FM talking about their artistic alternate reality filled with things that may be trains or may be islands, all the while ignoring the fact that the things are neither: they're vinyl records. Fake derision aside, I found that particular discussion to be very interesting, especially one of the artist's comments about blurring the boundaries between the artistic world and the "real" one. The bleeding of myth and reality seems to be a prominent theme in my life lately, and it's one that's quite intoxicating. I'm sure I sound quite naive to the true sophisticates among you, though.
Speaking of art, I've been getting a lot of attention for my copper jewelry. I think of myself as a walking artwork, and a snide little jab at the world around me, at that. It tickles me to think that my absurd appearance garners next to no thought from people around me. Win-win, though, I'd love if someone actually managed to formulate something, no matter how tangential, from the weird guy who thoroughly abuses the concept of clothing. I've been thinking of ways to make the "walking artwork" idea more literal, like a vine suit, but an active implementation of that, or any of my other long-runners, is not forthcoming.
In Jungian terms, I more firmly believe I'm a Ni type. The description of a mind without a self, wandering a garden sown with the seeds of myth and story, resonates quite powerfully with me. I also find comfort in admonishments of being a most fruitless of men, a failed genius, and a wise idiot. Tell 'em, Jung, this men has no fruits to bear for our rampantly positivistic, scientific-expansionalist society!
Quadra values and relationships are also about as meaningful as a fundamental frequency of white noise. I don't really interact with people, except for dipping into my university computer club a few times a month if I have something I want to pick their brains for, like an implementation of 1000 Blank White Cards. That one got derailed by the local philosopher into a set-theory inspired game of nomic, defining the set of all games. Awesome.
That said, I had quite the crush on an ILE. She was so interesting and enthusiastic about things, with such a novel way of looking at the world. It felt like she had a rich culture as a person; a true individual. Unfortunately my reserved exterior seemingly drove her away. Something did. Of course, distance makes the heart grow fonder, and our most passionate relationships are with ideas and memories, so I doubt I truly felt that strongly about her to begin with.
It's quite possible I'm depressed, or sliding deeper into what might euphemisticaly be termed "reclusive artistry", because I'm finding I don't feel very strongly about most anything anymore, except as a function of my blood caffeine concentration. Of course, we are also bound by our language. Persona here aside, I try to think of the world in moderated language, and I believe it has evolved within me an accordingly moderated worldview.
Also, here's my blog:
http://whisperedsongsofsand.wordpress.com/
If you want to laugh at the first post, please spare my feelings and do so privately. I wanted to remember the melody, and had to take lyrics down very quickly and without much polish or thought. There's also a verse missing, so don't take it as being anything but a suggestion of a true trajectory, which it quite fairly is.


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ego you don't seem like an irrational type to me. The way you approach things, seems very structured to me.
PoLR seems to be represented as outwardly restrained emotionality. To the contrary, I have a tendency to become quite overstimulated in large groups. I'm also quite happy joining the fun if someone is trying to elicit some kind of reaction from me. That said though, I'm not very sociable, and don't interact with people very frequently. Solitude is bliss. (Though there is an element of fear and grief to that... I haven't been coping with the losses in my life very well.) I suppose that makes IEI an adequate type in its own right, rather than merely a compromise.
and an IJ temperament.
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information as your passion seems to be the how and why of individual perception. You view situations and the people in them and comprehend the situation itself and try to understand the people inside their own little bubble of personal stances and options and in the context of the situation itself. Or differently put you “size up” the people and the world around them. And I see you doing this with yourself as well.
ego might seem to focus on
in environments with a heavy emphasis on 
A relative fact though is that I'm very self-conscious of being too glum, too strange, too philosophical, too whatever, and alienating people. On top of that, I'm always very painfully aware of what it is that other people have that makes them my superiors. Usually it's work ethic, or pure talent.