life, rain, things i call art, 20th century avant-garde composition and expirimental pop (noise etc.), reading, thinking, feeling, peanut butter and banana sandwhiches, tea, asian food, being a vegan, spitting on gender norms, sleeping, dreaming, talking, listening, walking, autumn, spring, those mornings when you wake up really awake and everything in the world seems possible (although those mornings are rare and in general i wake up after noon feeling worse than i did before i fell asleep),
a hopeless romantic, passionate, etc.;
a person who can become so overwhelmingly consumed by the deeply overpoweringly mysterious beauty of simply being alive of simply breathing air into the lungs so as to not have any capacity at all to understand the absolute wonder of what the eyes see and the ears hear not having any capacity to do anything at all but stand wide-eyed, for all intents and purposes paralyzed, still, swallowed and consumed whole by
love;
a person with no patience at all for the games we play.
said person must be fond of: rain, music (noise), peanut butter sandwhiches, veganism (or at least fond of vegans),trees, cats, expressionist art and graphic novels (comic books!), libraries, cracked limestone sidewalk blocks and childrens playgrounds.
if the above describes you, then congratulations! you are as big a loser as i am.
sonic youth, stereolab, cocteau twins, the cure, jessamine, new order & joy division, steve reich, john cage, godspeed! you black emperor, brian eno, robert fripp, the swirlies, the smiths, tori amos, the sundays, yo la tengo, tortoise, aphex twin, mogwai, le tigre, neu!, sun ra, john coltrane, the police, kronos quartet, this mortal coil, lush, explosions in the sky, my bloody valentine, sleater-kinney, the jesus and mary chain, mary timony, broadcast, m83, heather wilson, the cranes, etc. this could go on for years
ran, hudsucker proxy, the cradle will rock, big trouble in little china, gandhi, the nightmare before christmas, mulholland drive, the wedding banquet, star trek 1-8 and 10, waking life, princess mononoke, baraka, and a billion others
not a chance
a buddhist history of the west, david loy,
charles saunders peirce,
any arne naess,
anything by judith butler, or levinas
luce iragary, ethics of sexual difference
religion and nothingness, keiji nishitani,
art of loving, erich fromm,
the tao te ching
all of the harry potters, jk rowling,
all quiet on the western front, erich maria remarque,
anti-oedipus, deleuze and guattari, and deleuze on spinoza,
we, yevgeny zamyatin,
sncc, howard zinn,
animal dreams, barbara kingsolver (the saddest happy book ever),
sandman, neil gaiman,
cages, dave mckean,
chalice and the blade, riane eisler,
the tao of physics, fritjof capra,
once and future king, t h white,
siddharta, herman hesse,
1x1, e e cummings,
diet for a new america, john robbins (the book that made me first want to be vegan),
chorus of stones, susan griffith,
of grammatology, the gift of death, derrida,
the heart is a lonely hunter, carson mccullers,
arkum asylum, grant morrison,
doom patrol, esp. with rachel pollack as writer,
and of course tmnt, eastman and laird
you know it if you are