I inhabit the abyss which lies between the adirondaks and NYC for lack of a better idea.
Assuming they are in a position to bear witness to my behavior, my Rothschild ancestors are spinning in their luxurious graves, 24/7.
I look very much like a leprechaun, or a cherub who fell, really fucking hard.
Aescetic lifestyle weekdays, weekends all about vice, sometimes the other way around depending on the season.
I "live" my life in full compliance w/the axiom "Nothing Is Sacred", a philosophy which I put into practice in all ways great and small.
No personal ad here, honest - check my pics if you dont believe it. Chicks dont dig guys eating fried chicken in deliberate squalor. I think.
I conceal the most passionate misanthrophy beneath an affable veneer, and fool almost everybody.
I spend time in cemeteries acting as if I have some conventional reason for being there, and trick absolutely no one.
That is to say - what I really mean is that my chosen methods of interpersonal relations are generally a variation on drunken boxing. Yes.
Studying mandarin by and by, so that when the gravy train comes around I might be able to make some conversation, pistol in hand.
Breaking down walls whereever I go, in every possible sense; keep this in mind before bringing me home w/you.
Inhabiting the Newtonian universe of the apathetic and indifferent, because a universe bereft of concern is devoid of uncertainty.
This implies, among other things, that my own "free will" is simply one mechanism among many which the world utilises to screw me over, one of its primary functions I do believe.
Looking into a bachelors in finance @ SUNY, cause gambling w/other peoples money strikes me as a vocation where my hebrew and irish might perhaps coexist harmoniously.
That might seem like an odd vocation for an apostle of EF Schumachuer (the last, apparently) but keep in mind @ all times that true knowledge lies in the resolution of paradox, and dualistic/Manichaean viewpoints are the hallmark of provincial ignorance.
Im intimately acquainted w/most any philosophy, religious (occult or otherwise) literary or historical doctrine you care to name and strongly disagree w/whatever opinion you have to state on the matter.
Having been tossed off myspace repeatedly, my friends list...is being repopulated w/people I have not a goddamn thing in common w/. Except for you. Of course.
If you and I have anything to say to one another, chances are you live some distance away, hence this vehicle.
I've been told that the inevitable conclusion to this story is incarceration, or a passing worthy of a darwin award.
By way of hiking/rock climbing alone sans gear down the road @ the Trapps (oh, it CAN be done...), or through equally suicidal behavior in urban locales.
You might find me pseudonymously or otherwise on a few message boards and forums, particularly www.realitysandwich.com, www.infiltration.org, www.metafilter.com, www.disinfo.com, and above all others, theonionavclub.
Speaking falsehood is impossible when reality is yr sole template, the best you can manage is semantic confusion, misleading permutation, decieptive juxtaposition.
AIM is AbsentKin, insommniacs are always welcome. Try and restore the faith of a lapsed humanist. I dare you.
