serial killers and heroes, criminals and saints, shamans and schizophrenics, intellectuals and idiots, poets and mutes, demolitionists and artists, and anyone who can appreciate evil, pain, tragedy, and death as much as the spectrum counterparts they define; realizing the only difference is that of perspective, that nothing is above humor, and that we are no more extraordinary, nor less magnificent than the common gull wasp; because life is an absurd illusion, where diversity is the smallest common denominator and we are all the same person experiencing a different perspective defined from a unique history that has echoed thru time and back onto itself. And I also like to meet peeps who can acknowledge we are all equally full of shit.