Constellations, breathing, being, life, circles, tetrahedrons, lines, water, cephalapods, silence
librarians, doctors, teachers. these people should be treated like celebrities
ching chong
I have bingbong, friends.
Just about everything. Electrelane, Magnet soup, Charles Mingus, Del The Funky Homosapien, about anything Def Jux fux with, Hey Mercedes, The Phage, Isis, Feist, Thelonius Monk, Erykah Badu, Lovage, Hot Water Music, Against Me!, Painted Pictures, Bob Dylan, Galapagos4, Family Tree Shit, Madlibdemonium, MF gives two fucks, Spice 1, The Geto Boys, Orange Cardboard Holiday, Bjork, Aceyalone, Jackie-O Mother Fucker, Bobby McFerrin, Nina Simone, Billie Holliday, Postal Service, Alkaline Trio, The Postal Service, Radiohead, Kruse Kontrol, Digable Planets, Lord Quasimoto, Sade is in here, Esthero, Massive Attack, Tricky, Old School, patsy cline, Bright Eyes, Desparacidios, prefuse 73, push button objects, caural, molemen,johnny cash, NOFX, Jeff Buckley, Van Morrison, on and on and on, jazz, hip-hop, punk, rock and fuckin roll, blues, bluegrass, older country, techno, house, drum and bass, jungle, rnb, idm, opera, classical, yeah, just about everything.
Il i kefo reign fi lmsu sual lybet ter.A swel lask ung fuand ar tsysh "it."
The only identification a man should need is a library card.
i am a fan of many kinds of books. Some of my favorites are Be Here Now, Life of Pi, Tao Te Ching, Chuang Tzu, the Bible, Shen Ku, Siddhartha, steppenwolf, the shhaolin grandmasters text, energy healing, catcherin the rye, notes from underground, 1984, A brave new world, i liked Dream of a Ridiculous Man immensely, Chicken soup for the complete dicks soul, On the Road, Chuck Palahniuk, Kurt Vonnegut, bukowski, Herman Hesse, JD Salinger, and lots of romance novels.
This guy who was reallly really fat who became extremely depressed and took allsorts of diet pills and drinks that had been piling up at his house one day in an attempted suicide. Instead he went into a coma and woke up dramatically skinnier. The one thing was he had all kinds of extra skin all over his body. After some therapy to regain his confidence and some exercise he found that all this skin could come in handy. He could suffocate those that made his life a living hell before, in the folds of loose flesh. He could also hold onto bits of skin and fly, or fall with style anyways. He can steal just about anything and conceal it inside of the flaps of dangling skin. He is the shit. I invented him. His name is... Oh, and your mother was a real inspiration.