''But then they danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!"
"I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop."
''Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast'' Lewis Carroll
''Most of the people I admire, they usually smell funny and don't get out much. It's true. Most of them are either dead or not feeling well.''
''Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The trouble-makers. The round heads in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules, and they have no respect for the status-quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify, or vilify them. But the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.''
Words by Jack Kerouac
'' I'm not fatalistic, clerks are fatalistic, bank-tellers are fatalistic. I'm a farmer, who ever heard of a fatalistic farmer?''
Bob Dylan
GIVE A MAN A MASK,'' SAID OSCAR WILDE,'' AND HE WILL TELL YOU THE TRUTH''
'' I believe that everyone else my age is an adult whereas I am merely in disguise.'' Margaret Atwood
I have always admired creative people. It seems that the more creative the person, the more passionate, intelligent and intriging they are as well. I want to meet people with depth of character, wit and a sense of humor. People with something to say. I don't wanna have to throw money at people so they'll do something you know? C'mon..get your heart started. What's your story?
I read in the newspaper. Foreign one. That this man, a pianist, who came to the same coffee shop everyday for thirty years is suddenly arrested because he's got 15 bodies buried in his basement. Imagine. The conversations i could have had with this guy?...Its interesting the things that people try to hide. WHO I'D LIKE TO MEET? ..
you know..There was this woman.. at the Ear Inn in New York that i saw. She had smokey eyes, wearing a 60's orangeRed wool coat in black heels with red soles. I'd like to meet her. ..actually.. any woman wearing a pair of black heels with red soles i'd like to meet. I met a seaman named Mickey, who had the map of Easter island tattooed on his back and the full menu of Napolean's Pizza House on his stomach. He's afraid of jelly. Doesn't trust the way it moves. ::shrugs:: Good bloke. Good laugh. He was meeting a friend there later..hmm... this cat, Charlie....Burrough..something like that, In Paris published a book with no pagination. The book comes in a box and you throw it up in the air and, however it lands, you read it like that. Im saluting that guy.
Oh you know what?! Some goofball, with a strange frog name that was unpronounceable... at least to my tongue. He huh...the way he would talk to me. He would sorta do like..hand motions, turn his head a certain way, say 3 words and skip to the end of the sentence. He's a writer. Had his cat with him...on a leash. Real paranoid man though. He didn't like Americans. He would think that someone was going to break into his house while he was sleeping and steal his toilet paper. The other day.. some girl, pretty as a picture, had a real bohemian taste, came right up to me, real close, and whispered in my ear, '' I want to make it with you''. LOL jk. that's a lie.
No but really, i wanna meet fascinating people. Tailors. Artists. Musicians. theConcierge. Bohemians. Oddballs. Rebels. Actors. Magicians, theUnlabled. Gypsies. Poets. theOthers. Circus freaks. Foreigners. Pocker machinist. Rockabillies. Wolfs in sheep's clothing. Evil Geniuses. Beautiful minds. Filmmakers. Folk Heros. Villains. Insomniacs. Vagabonds. Dancers. Writers. Models. Painters. Weirdos...
Gods&Goddesses. Outlaws. Masks women. Eccentrics. Vamps and tramps. Photographers.Pinups. Goths. Dead Celebrities. Mob Bosses. theUnwanted. Beatniks. theAnti-social. Misfits. Alter-Egos. Norma Jean. Non-Conformists. Cannibals. Outsiders. Hippies. Rockstars. Royalty. Zombies. Pirates. Cowboys. Open minds. The man behind the curtain. Veruca salt. The morning after girls. Ice cream truck drivers. Bellhops. Taxi drivers. floozies&Hussies. Silly rabbits...
People who read magazines while ripping the pages out till nothing is left but the cover, Harlequins, Clown princes, the Wise men of Figaro, Odd couples, Perfumers, women who wear heart-shaped sunglasses, fash*ion*is'*tas, Ventriloquists...