Among my many personal highlights and features is the fact that I am excruciatingly awesome, among other things.I make movies (like this one ), and take pictures (pointin and shootin at random humans and objects with my D70). Art's my redemption, my only salvation, in the immortal words of nu metal monkey boy David Draiman (I mean that in an affectionate way). I like writing (especially parentheticals). I like to be around passionate, interesting people. I like making people laugh. My sense of humor is a mix of deadpan sarcasm / dry wit (think Fox Mulder) and Jack Black (think Jerry Seinfeld). I like to go out and tear it up. I like to dance like I mean it. I also like to just chill and do whatever. I'm spontaneous and impulsive. I'm 20% punk 40% goth 20% geek and 10% hip hop... the other 10% hates percentages and stereotypes. I like discussing psychological and philosophical things. I like to ponder. If you take 'in' out of the word 'inhibitions' you get 'hibitions', that's not even a word. I like the beach. I like running around in the rain. I like the night. I like storms. I like to climb things and jump around like Spiderman, although I never do that. I like to be creative (Ba ba ba-ba, Ba-ba ba ba-ba, I wanna be CREATIVE!). I'm sick of detached irony, now I'm into earnestness. I don't like honesty or directly confronting problems. I like saying the exact opposite of what I mean, but only some of the time. If you think I'm being sarcastic, I'm probably serious. If you think I'm being serious, I'm probably being sarcastic, and making fun of you.
I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own chaotic
And insecure delusions.
I wanna feel the change consume me,
Feel the outside turning in.
I wanna feel the metamorphosis and
Cleansing I've endured within
My shadow
Change is coming.
Now is my time.
Listen to my muscle memory.
Contemplate what I've been clinging to.
Forty-six and two ahead of me.
I choose to live and to
Grow, take and give and to
Move, learn and love and to
Cry, kill and die and to
Be paranoid and to
Lie, hate and fear and to
Do what it takes to move through.
I choose to live and to
Lie, kill and give and to
Die, learn and love and to
Do what it takes to step through.
See my shadow changing,
Stretching up and over me.
Soften this old armor.
Hoping I can clear the way
By stepping through my shadow,
Coming out the other side.
Step into the shadow.
Forty six and two are just ahead of me.
