Being a child and seeing something so impressive as genuine enthusiasm can leave a profound influence on one’s life. Not bogged down with the depressions and calendric challenges of adulthood, the child is already open to the joys of experiencing the world through the clearest of lenses. This lens, unfortunate to its holder, becoming paradoxically narrower and murkier through experience, results in the warmest, loveliest moments of life emerging right upon the precipice of understanding. Such that when noticing an adult from a child’s perspective, absorbed in an experience, you yourself as that child in a sort of transcendental way, become that adult; experiencing through their eyes that same emotional composite that you felt when grasping, seeing, being in that transitory moment of play before the experience lost its allure through the burden of understanding. In
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Though rudimentary, and emotional in nature, it remains the only route by which I retain memories and similarly the basis which has guided me into certain subcultures immersed in technocratic ideas. I of course owe this revelation to one individual and one circumstance. The individual being my cousin and the circumstance being my first experience with what many would consider to be an abhorrent site; a complex, maze-like room of wonder that was to be called in colloquial ‘the server room’. I must’ve seemed a pesky brat at the time when asking my cousin to set up one of his 20 PCs so I could play my then favorite video-game, Counter-Strike, while he continued his work. Yet, he obliged whenever I asked and didn’t mind teaching me how to set it up myself, though expressed annoyance when I encountered issues. This trait, though at the time seemingly unimportant, would shape my future learning habits, especially in regards to motivated-learning and reading complex
Though rudimentary, and emotional in nature, it remains the only route by which I retain memories and similarly the basis which has guided me into certain subcultures immersed in technocratic ideas. I of course owe this revelation to one individual and one circumstance. The individual being my cousin and the circumstance being my first experience with what many would consider to be an abhorrent site; a complex, maze-like room of wonder that was to be called in colloquial ‘the server room’. I must’ve seemed a pesky brat at the time when asking my cousin to set up one of his 20 PCs so I could play my then favorite video-game, Counter-Strike, while he continued his work. Yet, he obliged whenever I asked and didn’t mind teaching me how to set it up myself, though expressed annoyance when I encountered issues. This trait, though at the time seemingly unimportant, would shape my future learning habits, especially in regards to motivated-learning and reading complex