I suppose this is the part where I babble ceaselessly about my little idiosyncracies like whether or not I like I the right side of my bed as opposed to my left, the fact I was born an enemy of cats, whether I like the color blue . Maybe there is really something to this Western astrology and me being a Gemini allowing me the necessary latitude to be simultaneously introspective and be descriptive of a man in is early thirties in the third person.
I tell most people that I am comfortable that I am most likely the luckiest person they will meet in their lifetimes. I am not arrogant enough to rule out God, I just try to let Him rule. It is because of Him is why I have survived the sometimes untellable stories of my life. I don't push Him down people's throats. Here is where I the done most talking about Him in my whole life. But it's true.
I hold a personal distinction of being a man of sometimes incongruent extremes and startling contradictions. For example, I am fiercely protective of those who are mentally retarded and fiercely intolerant of people who have common sense and decide to abscond from it (we'll call this Boolean set "tha stupid people"). I have a strange embrace of death, and do I not fear it. I do not cry or grieve when others leave this plane. I am usually very calm and inwardly happy. But I am more afraid to lose a street fight than die, so I don't start them, I usually laugh and/or walk away.
Sometimes.
It has taken me some twenty-plus years to accept the fact that I might be some kind of fucking weirdo. Not a weirdo like I am yelling franctically in my spanking-new Armani straight-jacket to white-smocked orderlies that I found pieces of Richard Nixon underneath my fingernails. But weirdo like it is perfectly natural for me to have those kind of whimsies and talk about them. Recently, I have come to the grudging acceptance that I might be some kind of artist even though I cannot say I create what is commonly known as "art". Then again, neither does the bulk of the art world at present either.
I am a polarizing type of person, because people either love me or want to see me crushed. And I treat the world at large the same. I love my friends and loved ones dearly and will sacrifice great things for them. For my enemies, I wish great harm, for my "frenemies", worse. And I am being very honest when I say this. I am a great friend, a good lover, and a bitter or tepidly disinterested enemy. And I think everyone should aspire to possess an extreme, I feel it you always stand for something tough and that is a quality almost always worthy of respect or some sort of admiration or whatever superlative holds a premium for you.
I live my life by General Principle, whether you currently choose to absolve your mind of its existence or fake it by adopting a personally tailored form of it, you will conform to it. It is the ultimate arbiter and balance that keeps the Human Superculture from collapsing into some kind of Hobbesian dystopia.
But I'm actually a very nice person, the kind of guy you can take home to Mom. I love sports and beauty. I love beauty of motion, of Grace. I can be put anywhere on the map from East New York, Brooklyn to East Bethlehem, Israel (mad ghetto, trust me), to East Hampton to the Upper East Side (Manhattan), and be able to hold a conversation and RELATE.
