Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace, the slaves of the ordinary.
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I'd like to meet:
"What? Jon really likes me? Yaaaaaay!"
Music:
Rob Zombie, AFI, The Cure, Misfits, HIM, Korn, Turbonegro, Smashing Pumpkins, A Perfect Circle, Tool, Bauhaus, Cradle of Filth, Nine Inch Nails, Marilyn Manson, Fields of Nephilim, Evanescence, Gray Matter, Lacuna Coil, Malice Mizer, Mediaeval Baebes, Nightwish, Something Corporate, Theatre of Tragedy, Theatres Des Vampires, Tristania, Within Temptation, Samael, Tiamat, Moonspell, Goth Minister, Zensor, Deathforce, The Crest, Nuclear Blast, Brother Firetribe, Tarot, For My Pain, Sonata Artica, After Forever, Charon, The Gathering, Therion, Ensiferum, In Flames, Poison Black, The Haunted, In This Moment, Sentenced, God Forbid, Where Angels Fall, Sirenia, Leaves' Eyes, Lullacry
Movies:
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Television:
Lost, Miami Ink, Mind Freak, Family Guy, Simpsons, Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Robot Chicken, Harvey Birdman, Heroes, X-Files, Buffy, Batman, The Hilarious House of Frightenstein
Books:
The Art of War,
Philosopher’s Stone,
Chamber of Secrets,
Prisoner of Azkaban,
Goblet of Fire,
Order of the Phoenix,
Half-blood Prince,
Clive Barker’s Books of Blood,
The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy,
Complete Stories and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe,
The Hobbit,
The Fellowship of the Ring,
The Two Towers,
The Return of the King,
The Silmarillion,
Gris Grimly's Wicked Nursery Rhymes,
Carrie,
Cujo,
Misery,
It,
The Stand,
Skeleton Crew,
Marvel Zombies,
Sin City,
300
Heroes:
My Grandpa,
Shiggy,
Grammy,
The Goonies,
Boba Fett
People. God knows I love them (do not fear the sarcasm). Actually, I can't say that I hate very many people specifically; so few seem real enough to deserve that level of attention. Certainly, though, there are some good people out there, somewhere. It's just that, here, in my tiny facet of this spinning pile, it's so rare to really feel anything from anyone. Connections are difficult. There's an irritation in being among people who've already found their connection, and finding that those left who haven't are as undesirable as the void they would be replacing. The numbing mind-ream of knowing you're alone not because people won't accept you, but because you find so little worth accepting. An imposed solitude is better then simply tolerating your company in waiting for something better. So loneliness is not such a terrible thing when you consider that the alternative to thought provoking solace is to be surrounded only by reminders of why that solitude is preferable. I'd take film and music over the blurry mass of faces I've encountered. People begin to look like mere fleshy reaction machines; passionless, and dead. But this is all in my own head; I can't claim to be arrogant enough to be certain of any particular perception. After all, reality is what we make of it. It's just unfortunate that the general population has made it so unpleasant. I'm meandering...
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