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6/23/2025, 7:59:23 PM
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Also when I was around 12 I looked up at the night sky and saw a stationary fuzzy object. I of course wondered if it was a UFO. So I checked a star chart in an astronomy book my aunt gave me and discovered that it is the Pleiades open star cluster. I also read that it can be used to test for acuteness of vision, with those with perfect vision being able to resolve up to 6 individual stars. I saw only a blur. So I knew I was nearsighted.
I told my father, he took me to an optometrist, and I got my first pair of glasses. All of a sudden the visual world sprang forth to me in super-HD. Just looking at trees was a psychadelic experience because of the incredible complexity and visual richness that was lacking before. The visual world became immensely more beautiful.
When I looked back up at the night sky with glasses, the stars resolved as brilliant sparkling diamonds and the Milky Way as a swath of incredible beauty. I continued stargazing and reading the astronomy book, using binoculars, then I got my first telescope for Christmas. I poured through astronomy books and magazines, I observed religiously every night that I could, I built a 10" Dobsonian cannon of a telescope. I was addicted to gooning out at cosmic beauty and learning about it.
In college this passion for astronomy infected literally every field I studied: every science, art, history, philosophy, literature, mathematics, politics, music. I had a 4.0 GPA, I put 200% effort into each class because I fucking loved to learn so much. I wasn't driven by grades but by the thrill of exploring the material. I was set up for ultimate academic success by virtue of having such a profound intrinsic motivation.
And it has gone on and one in the two decades since. Now I have gone all-in in being Chronically Outside.
Q.E.D. I am not an LARPer, I am a bonefide radical adventurer.
Also when I was around 12 I looked up at the night sky and saw a stationary fuzzy object. I of course wondered if it was a UFO. So I checked a star chart in an astronomy book my aunt gave me and discovered that it is the Pleiades open star cluster. I also read that it can be used to test for acuteness of vision, with those with perfect vision being able to resolve up to 6 individual stars. I saw only a blur. So I knew I was nearsighted.
I told my father, he took me to an optometrist, and I got my first pair of glasses. All of a sudden the visual world sprang forth to me in super-HD. Just looking at trees was a psychadelic experience because of the incredible complexity and visual richness that was lacking before. The visual world became immensely more beautiful.
When I looked back up at the night sky with glasses, the stars resolved as brilliant sparkling diamonds and the Milky Way as a swath of incredible beauty. I continued stargazing and reading the astronomy book, using binoculars, then I got my first telescope for Christmas. I poured through astronomy books and magazines, I observed religiously every night that I could, I built a 10" Dobsonian cannon of a telescope. I was addicted to gooning out at cosmic beauty and learning about it.
In college this passion for astronomy infected literally every field I studied: every science, art, history, philosophy, literature, mathematics, politics, music. I had a 4.0 GPA, I put 200% effort into each class because I fucking loved to learn so much. I wasn't driven by grades but by the thrill of exploring the material. I was set up for ultimate academic success by virtue of having such a profound intrinsic motivation.
And it has gone on and one in the two decades since. Now I have gone all-in in being Chronically Outside.
Q.E.D. I am not an LARPer, I am a bonefide radical adventurer.
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