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About Me

puddles, old people, in bed with rain beating on window, bums, slowing down, laughing at self, loving self, hugs, comforters, cliffs, paint on clothes, slippers, raw tahini garlic, skanking, wondering, spinning in circles, looking at eyes, forgetting & remembering, reading a letter, spooning, taking off socks at the end of the day, getting sad over girls, not knowing what to say, candles when theyre lit, conversations on couches, good cries, gi joe, running at full speed, symbols, words...

My Interests

intending to be everything im pretending i am.

I'd like to meet:

anyone really.

Music:

music is what the stars would say if they could talk. i think. either that or they'd say "HEEEEY YOUUUU!"

Movies:

cannibal (the musical), ET, sword and the stone, lebowski, shrimp stevens and the forever unfolding reversable nine inch potato peeler part nine

Television:

so the world is going to end aliens are going to swoop down and discover gobs of decomposing degenerates huddled around black screens and think they found our god

Books:

fuck another serious one... man... tao te ching, siddhartha, gertrude, the story of b, perks of being a wallflower, women, who cares? why am i writing this? this is making me feel like the things i like are really important when they arent. this is such an ego trip. im done... okay so im adding more just to get names of geniuses out there so other people might stumble upon them. ANYTHING by hesse or salinger, especially gertrude and franny and zooey (respectively). notes from the underground and brothers karamazov (karazamov?) by dostoevsky, chronicles of narnia, lord of the rings, any star wars books by timothy zahn (yes star wars), anything by joseph cambell, faust by goethe, anything by david icke, behold a pale horse by cooper, anything on taoist reflexology, bhagavad gita (one with word for word translation), upanishads (just got this as a gift and its GOOD), palahniuks okay, uhh... ginsberg and sartre (i need to read more of both those guys), emerson, thoreaus walden, thomas mann is pretty sick, way of the shaman (forgot who wrote it), poetry by pessoa or wordsworth or whitman or cummings, cant leave out bukowski even though he gets thrown everywhere, dh lawrence (i hear early stuff is better). thats it for now. wow i have no life.additions. the little prince. ts eliot "the wasteland", etc.

Heroes:

wow i guess i actually have to get kind of serious here... herman hesse, jesus, buddha, mohammed, chuck bukowski... to be continued.im back. joseph cambell, goethe, pessoa, sailinger, ramakrishna, steve olson (haha ask) eckhart, dostoevsky, fuck i feel like a name dropper. ill end this with fat mike

My Blog

blog .2

this is an automotive poem for all you cars out there at the bookstore looking for a nice bit of reading that expresses the way you feel about being used car car car im just one ...
Posted by charlie the universe on Thu, 15 Dec 2005 04:38:00 PST

bad poetry

i wrote a poem to my couch about a year ago as i sat on it, glanced down at the milkshake stains and cigarette burns: portents of &nbs...
Posted by charlie the universe on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 08:01:00 PST

The windy city

Stories I've heard in Chicago A twenty-eight pound lobster was bought and paid for. Its name was Lola. He ate it. It was the last lobster they had. It was their pet. Oh well. It ended up being ...
Posted by charlie the universe on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 07:56:00 PST

siempre llueve sobre mohado

Here is the thick of it, loudspeakers sounding through the fog, Mist swirling beneath the knees of ten thousand straight-faced caterpillar children, Congregating in the squares and in the st...
Posted by charlie the universe on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 12:46:00 PST

gave god an i.o.u. coz i do

familys are like a gun made of pink and yellow flowers that only slung around the neck of a Tibetan monk who only shoots when he has to this country is like a sloshy brown beverage, on sale pe...
Posted by charlie the universe on Sat, 06 May 2006 09:05:00 PST

preview and post

let me poop this piece of poop so ican pick it up and squish it with my handsand throw it at you probably. is that okay? because idontlikeyou and i think that ive definitely lived at least twice and...
Posted by charlie the universe on Thu, 16 Feb 2006 11:55:00 PST

canadiawaywardly

livid dreams of strange wire wanderings learning lessons hooked into machines stream of consciousness never got us anywhere friend ...
Posted by charlie the universe on Sun, 05 Feb 2006 09:33:00 PST

sinking ship reaches destination unmanned

shellfish all toasting to drowning allergic to themselves shivering and wet at the table for their matutinal meal sinking shots and weaving baskets of thoughts with a needle of dreams reaching up stan...
Posted by charlie the universe on Mon, 16 Jan 2006 11:27:00 PST

...sounds awfully shooty airy ta me

love is like an orthodontal piglet winding through the smelly seas of a's and b's and garfield never liked her for more reasons than two and i hear if you happen to hang around here youre going to get...
Posted by charlie the universe on Fri, 06 Jan 2006 01:56:00 PST

the meaning of life and things

despite my fertile resistance i have ended up in the computer world, where infinity abounds because it has to. um... not sure what to say. not sure who the audience is. i s'pose ill pretend its just m...
Posted by charlie the universe on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST