Thalonius Govender's autobiography

vs one of scarcity

I consider love to be a renewable resource. What does it say about us. The things we do. They can all be sourced back to our first priority. Our families. Recognize it when you receive love, love is sustained more easily when acknowledged. My problem has always been how quickly I fall in love with people. Not sure if I'm neurodiverse but a feeling that strong is scary. And it really is powerful, it powers every person who breaks their backs to provide.

  During my 4 year tenure as safety superintendent for a load and haul open pit gold mining operation in the country of Mali, West Africa, I am proud of having twice reached the milestone of one million lost time injury free hours. En-route to that achievement the Lost Time Injury(LTIs in the mining industry included fatal events) Frequency rate went from a 4 to a zero. By creating a safety culture in which incidents were reported without fear of reprimand I was able to get a very accurate risk profile of operations. This came at the cost of having the highest incident frequency rate in the organization, minor incidents maintained their frequency during my tenure, I took every minor incident as an opportunity to learn and to encourage open and two way information flow between management and the workforce. By fostering trust, I'm of the belief that this approach reduced the frequency of major incidents. My philosophy was to make no distinction between the incident registe...

I've been donating blood since I was a teenager and found pleasure from the act despite the local discomfort.  I love that quote from the book Tuesdays With Morrie, "taking makes me feel like I'm dying, giving makes me feel like I'm living" As I'm ineligible to donate blood until I've been cancer free for 5 years so I've got a couple thoughts on how to scratch this particular itch. Perhaps I can investigate if it's possible to become a living kidney donor. I think maybe I've realized too late in life that I'm a people person, medicine has always turned me off in the past as having to touch people and their bodily fluids seemed gross My spiritual journey can be summaried as a misantropist coming to have a deep love of humanity, Need to find out if there are any places I can volunteer my skills or perhaps it's not too late to get into nursing or maybe even medicine. I'm thinking God complex lol. but truely I've got such an appreci...

 I've been an atheist ever since discovering the term online back in 1998. My brain cancer journey was especially challenging because religion is so normalised in society I was inundated with prayer and spiritual advice. I felt very disrespected by this outpouring of support, I had long believed my dislike of religion wasnotorious. I also felt it was predatory and an ttempted to capitalise on my vulnerability due to my serious health condition. I do not have god in my heart.I've got a song in mine. I had a few difficult moments in my life and I've always found that no matter where you are, you can trust in your fellow man for help. Sometimes that's as simple as finding someone to talk to when you feel alone. Cynicism is a plague andit's very hisheartening to me that oftentimes it's religious people who have the least faith in humanity. Just because I don't believe in god doesn't mean I don't believe in good. I acknowledge while it can be beneficial t...

  I think many have an unhealthy relationship with food. Food is life in the most literal of senses. All animals require food to survive. It fuels our movements and thoughts themselves. We are able to endure short durations without thanks to our catecholamine system, but I find such deliberate hardship hilarious. Our bodies are capable of surviving without food for 3 weeks, the mild discomfort of a few hours is peak martyr complex. Yet somehow we have demonised some foods which is a travesty to me. I have a love of food, an appreciation that you could say is spiritual in nature. I strongly suspect I am a super taster (one of my occupational therapists diagnosed me with central sensitisation syndrome but this hasn't been confirmed. If you've seen me eat especially something that tastes good you know I dive into my food, I nod, I talk and chew with my mouth open, probably disgusting all those who've eaten with me except for my loved ones. This is an expression of my lust for...

 Big fan of dance music, always have been, love dance festivals like Ultra and H20. but right now I would kill to find a techno club. I think I'll always regret having missed out on the Love Parade or Ibiza but I have a feeling humns will hopefully never stop dancing. Some of my fondest club memories are in Africa, tthey really party hard in Burundi, Zambia and Mali Humans dance when they're happy and sometimes music is a shortcut to that space Everyone thinks I listen to EDM but I'm much older than that term lol, I just call it dance music. I grew up listening to IDM, and you're welcome to give it a try but your milage may vary. Online it was just called Electronica, and in a way it never really died, it just evolved. That's why I can still party with youngsters, "their" music is still my music.

 If there's one thing I'm notorious for is being incendiary. I have a tendency to go down in blazes of glory. I can't speak for others with this trait but my daughter has it, I see it in her. I think I get it from having survived a very abusive child minder in my formative years. My mom left me with a neighbour when she returned to work after I was born. The lady I was left with used violence, even getting her husband to hit me the day I held back whailing out in pain from her strikes. Weird flex but even her husband couldn't make me baw. So I guess in addition to carpe diem,and  memento mori, my othermotto in life is do your worst, bruce lee advised on the path of least resistance, I''ve found incredible strength from choosing the path of most resistance. Thalonius dot blogspot dot com, probably only 5% complete and someupdates are justplaceholders with  titles to remindmeoftherelevantanecdote.Some stories are incomplete like this one. That  updates is titled d...

Not only do I consider myself the #luckyatheist# because of my looks, brains and body, I've also been incredibly fortuntate to have encountered some amazing teachers and mentors. So many people give away their knowledge, their secrets for free and I aspire to do the same where possible. I'd like to think I've always been generous with sharing what I know and perhaps my insatiable curiosityand desire  for more knowledge comes from

  A few days after my brain surgery I had a HEAVY night, I "saw" two rather frightening apparitions in my ICU room, firstly a woman with glowing eyes staring at me and strangely enough Rosie the robot from the Jetsons stood motionless in the corner. Needless to say these made for a rather difficult night shall we say, but in the morning these turned out respectively to be ICU equipment LED light reflection on glass and my paper towel dispenser lol. There's always a rational explanation!!! Also the constant beeping of all the equipment gave me hearing loss (temporary threshold shift (TTS) so I woke up massively depressed believing my eyesight and hearing to be reduced to a level unacceptable for the quality of life I have grown accustomed to and resigned myself to believe that the remainder of my days would be acceptable but not amazing as it had been up until that point. I thought I would never gain be able to appreciate my wife's beautiful voice nor would I get t...

In February last year , ukraine was invaded and I somehow took that as inspiration to rekindle my passion for fitness. I've used a high frequency push/pull routine that had me deadlifting and squatting every other day. Occasionally I would lose co-ordination of my legs andeven collapsed a couple times. A visit to my GP was scheduled and initial bloodwork listed "depleted" iron stores". I was presccribed an iron supplement. Symptoms persisted until one day I was taken to emergency by my in laws when I had another "jelly"leg" episode, I was also spewing a coffee coloured liquid, this would turn out to be blood due to a H pylori ulcer that would be diagnosed the next day when I received an endoscopy in hospital. Prior to then I had been getting random bouts of "jelly legs", sometimes collapsing in a heap. would also experience "buzzsaw" headaches on occasion and I've never been prone to get headaches. I seemed to be bumping into...

 Writing full time Sharpening the blade thousands of hours of online debate, trying to explain scientific explanations of natural phenomena  love float by yourself

 I get a little frustrated when I attempt to initiate a video call with a friend and rewceive a decline. reasonably they probably think they're unpresentable but if you love your friends, presumably you love their faces. it gives me immeasurable joy seeing an old friend update their profile pic. In fact  my main reason for bein one of the rare facebook regular users, seeing any activity of their continued existence is a thrilling yet simultaneously calming reassurance that my friend isn't dead yet, what level of neediness is it when you check on whatsapp that they were online today so you can breathe a sigh of relief