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leeloo

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About Me

"Identity is so up for grabs..so intermingled with race, class, media and globalization" ...who have I become? DO YOU REALLY WANT TO READ THIS???? .......... First a tribute, ........ night is a a beautiful thing..."night changes things, you can't see exactly how, but you can feel it in your bones. spaces open up which haven't been there before. you know that night's different and you guess at why and you wonder why, but you understand that you'll never understand, because the night is about things changing. the other fact about night is that it doesn't last, its temporary and like all good things, it must come to an end." --john edgar wideman. ....and the freaks come out at night. but sometimes i take bart home anyway, cuz I want to meet someone whose true being resonates. i'm not pretentious really. i just want to break barriers... and avoid internal bleeding.(Temporarily perfecting the rest of this "about me" bullshit....and who knows how long. this is the story of my life.) .... But save the earth in the meantime..........and know that out of chaos comes movement and self-discovery. and i am a mournful optimist.

My Interests

Adding friends to my profile, cuz it makes me look so popular.Plus, .....Dara Doobie says I'm maintaining my my space space quite well and I would have to agree.And what's good......being alone, art (with subterranean motives), artists, music, music, music, perversity (as written by steven trull), wikipedia, this amazing moment in a dream that recently came true and continues to repeat itself: (as i sit upon the remotest edge of her once molten-covered reef, delighting in the touch of her "swiss-cheesed" scars, and just close enough to see her dark abyss, the sudden crash of the ocean's new wave against the former, spits it's salty treasures upon my face and venomously strokes my hair with her wind...all in a fit of jealous passion while anticipating nightfall wherein the repossession of what is rightfully hers will be)...it is this which haunts me daily, ....and there's still more good....good books, realism, acoustic sound, laughing til it hurts, the freedom to pick my friends like i pick my fruit, sincerity, imagination, distortion, letting down personal walls, (confusion, clarity, contradiction...separate and sometimes together), sub textual meaning, poignancy..as a way of life, pregnant moments, scattered thoughts, the fact that i can't always articulate how i feel until i write it down and sometimes not even then cuz i may not trust you, that which is left unsaid, knowledge as power, edie sedgwick, discovery, using "..." whenever i feel like it, tao te ching, giovanni ribisi, allowing my soul to fly free, edification, getting lost, neuroticism, beauty, taking chances, coffee ice cream, honesty, undertone, equanimity, soft skin, meeting a kindred spirit on a park bench in germany, self-actualization/expression, self-sacrifice, presence, sarcasm, momentary senselessness, being goofy, semiotics, phenomenology, romanticized relationships, improvisation, bare feet, abstruseness, visual storytelling, cityscapes, philosophy, difference of opinion, the dark, progression, traveling, nature, serendipity, conviction, connecting with a stranger, magic, vegetables, nothingness, words, endless possibilities, metamorphose, the heart and it's reasons..that reason knows nothing of, clean nails, celery with almond butter, love for sale, tents on the beach, inexplicable languages, cockney, museums, ultimate triumphs, strawberries in the summer, using insecurities as weapons, anything grey and outside the box, the word "but", the castro theatre, psychological nuances, old typewriter fonts...in all lowercase, unsung heroes, the alchemy of collaboration, sociology, swings and slides at night, musicians, writers, comedians, old people, the color green and being happy, (although sadness can be nice at times.) And it's nice, when you can turn the most prosaic objects and habitual experiences into relatable signs of beauty and memory.And these things are not so fucking nice: racism, narrow categories, gentrification, injustice, social conformity, feeling trapped, used or patronized, schedules, time, castration, having to prove myself, mosquitoes, loneliness and uncertainty (but only sometimes), forgetfulness, people who extinguish their souls, dogmas, bad haircuts, stagnation, being consumed by my own perfectionism, overcomplicating an idea, procrastination, pork, degeneration bred from power, inability to fantasize, bad lighting, preemptive disguise, feeling ugly, pretending not to love someone, inflammation, "normalness", conventionalism, 9-5 jobs, molds... , limits, melting ice caps, allergies, greed, money and vein materialistic biatches.

I'd like to meet:

Those possessing waggish good humor.And in the case that we meet, blogthing says...my 1920's name is luvenia eddie. so can you talk to her...do you have something real to say? okay then... i have decided that we should be friends. "and if i forget to tell you later.... i had a really fabulous time honey."

Music:

La musica me trae la vida....art that inspires art. A mass cultural tool of empowerment for so many. Helping to challenge conventional notions that promote pain, oppression and destruction. Continuing to unite all walks of life for positive change. ........ (okay, so that was really serious...... : : :) ...and would never ...could never.... confine my favorites to a list..besides...they wouldn't fit here....but there are no limits...anything that inspires me....anything soulfully organic.....anything that expresses realism or abstractness.......anything that makes me wanna dance. i'm trying to live amidst the lyrics and melody of my favorite song....

Movies:

"I Wanna Be Rich and Famous" ....oh wait, that was what I was thinking.....come on Amanda focus.....you watch movies, don't you? ("Well not really, cuz I'm blonde, well at least naturally, and sometimes it can be hard to focus.").................shortbus, lie with me, venus, rear window, conversations with other women, the dog problem, winter's passing, volver, amelie, breaking the waves, house of sand and fog, conversations with other women, sex and lucia, hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy, pulp fiction, rivers and tides, who gets to call it art, shoot the piano player, manhattan, everything is illuminated, fear and loathing in las vegas, the painted veil, chocolat, tarnation, hudsucker proxy, life is beautiful, hable con ella, charlotte sometimes, 13 conversations about one thing, the departed, blue, baraka, four little girls, bowling for columbine, central do brasil, the king of masks, american beauty, stranger than fiction, il postino, royal tenenbaums, pretty in pink, f. bueller's day off, breakfast at tiffany's, motorcycle diaries, cinema paradiso, the last emperor, sixteen candles, breakfast club, goonies, closer, matchpoint, clockwork orange, big fish, godfather..., napoleon dynamite, le souffle au coeur, rushmore, the graduate, out of africa, lost in translation, chasing amy, the notebook, goodnight and goodluck, taxi driver, all the president's men, frida, 25th hour, bamboozled, la dolce vita, modigliani, the color purple, dead poets society, rosewood, shawshank redemption, the freshest kids, getting to know you, good morning vietnam, wild style,...anything that makes me laugh..chapelle, pryor, carlin, true stories....etc., etc..and the list goes on...

Television:

nope..produces numbness.....but sometimes can be funny. i miss hbo.

Books:

BOOKS ARE NICE. I LIKE BOOKS. BOOKS USED TO BE A BURDEN. BOOKS WILL SAVE ME. .... god's gym, dissemination, making callaloo, jazz, a night without armor II: the revenge--beau sia, teach us to outgrow our madness, being and nothingness, the oblivion seekers, body ecology, 100 years of solitude, you get so alone sometimes that it just makes sense, delta of venus, william burroughs, plato, tao te ching, kathy acker's great expectations, and then there was more.....and anyways, my brain hurts trying to figure out which books are cool enough to list here....so "bugger off now."

Heroes:

my mum, basquiat, mariam andruskho, leah, the one that follows, ..... and marc knapp-(paz de la toma con los angeles)

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My Blog

what the fuck?

everything has a logical explanation until you begin to determine it's sequence with relative thoughts, conditions, stimuli. stop. remember. move on. break barriers or bleed.
Posted by leeloo on Thu, 30 Aug 2007 10:12:00 PST

i eat revolution food...

but oil spills will kill me before i can make enough to heal the world. and i continue to evolve, cuz if not, i will die now.
Posted by leeloo on Fri, 03 Aug 2007 02:01:00 PST

ommie: PARTE DOS

wow. i've known you forever and only for five months... and really only two weeks since our first physical encounter. indescribably amazing. i can't understand the draw, although i can... this tort...
Posted by leeloo on Thu, 21 Jun 2007 10:23:00 PST

mr. mas leachim

you're the one i wanted to find....in this moment. the phenomena have yet to reveal themselves. for now, they are hidden in the distance. behind the sun. under the moon's umbra. in the dark fores...
Posted by leeloo on Wed, 16 May 2007 09:01:00 PST

kierscey defines my taurus...

he said i was determination... he said my quintessence was just that, ...and that i would not evolve if i didn't allow it's unleashing. but i know...the inner struggle which denies my self-submergenc...
Posted by leeloo on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 12:29:00 PST

so i'm about to have an "i quit my mother fuckin bitch ass job" party...wanna come?

thanks to ben & jerry's organic vanilla ice cream and m. beze..... and yep i've been eating ice cream and I DON'T CARE....cuz it's made me HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY...maybe it'll bring the booty back. ; > l...
Posted by leeloo on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 06:23:00 PST

no longer an oblivion seeker...

and a "most premium day" it was. filled with numbers....signs....nature. thank you mister frey. thank you tao te ching. thank you pier 14 and thank you twirly chairs on the bay.PART II: guide to ...
Posted by leeloo on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 07:51:00 PST

i love my laugh.

and i will never again underrate simplicity. as it is all that i seek at this point. and so...my silent subversion....late to work daily. searching for something more..yet something so simple....
Posted by leeloo on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 12:02:00 PST

okay maybe i forget more often than sometimes.

i disagree with the notion that we learn something new everyday.sometimes i don't.sometimes i go along in the monotony of my in-evolving day and fail to learn a god-damn thing.sometimes i enjoy the ch...
Posted by leeloo on Mon, 26 Mar 2007 08:31:00 PST

face.

he told me he loved the milk of my skin."it's like cream."she told me she loved my cheeks when they were rosey.i said, ... i liked my eyes, sometimes...and they all said, "they're intriguingly amazing...
Posted by leeloo on Mon, 26 Mar 2007 04:10:00 PST