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About Me

My Interests

self creation, relationship, imagination, slack, MUSIC, mystery dwelving, the absurd, experimenting, magick, magic, extropianism, sesquipedalian overbites, nonsense, rhythm, the beat!, looking up blank checks, sex, my muse, something for nothing, betting on wild horses, laying in wet grass, rolling in sand when wet or just being open, meeting strangers jumping in far conversations about anything creative, stretching the mind, drinking coffee, singing, being angry to stay awake, getting in the groove, sharing ideas, celebrating the mundane, being too romantic, being too unrealistic, keroac, innerspace, remembering my dreams, forgetting the time, imitating different animals, moving my energy, sleep...

I'd like to meet:

john lennon, jack kerouac and what's her name?

Music:

"writing about music is like dancing about architecture" *anonymous footnote

Movies:

blazing saddles

Television:

Books:

electric kool-aid acid test

Heroes:

My Blog

Go take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut

purely coincidental excerpts: REQUIEM The crucified planet Earth, should it find a voice and a sense of irony, might now well say of our abuse of it, "Forgive them, Father They know no...
Posted by how bout it on Fri, 13 Apr 2007 03:17:00 PST

An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge

Ambrose Bierce A man stood upon a railroad bridge in northern Alabama, looking down into the swift water twenty feet below. The man's hands were behind his back, the wrists bound with a cord. A rope c...
Posted by how bout it on Thu, 15 Mar 2007 05:18:00 PST

Society of the Spectacle

Society of the Spectacle GUY DebORd Written: 1967Translation: Black & Red, 1977 Chapter 1 "Separation Perfected" But certainly for the present age, which prefers the sign to the thing signif...
Posted by how bout it on Sun, 11 Mar 2007 03:57:00 PST

the Ones who Walk Away from Omelas

With a clamor of bells that set the swallows soaring, the Festival of Summer came to the city Omelas, bright-towered by the sea. The rigging of the boats in ...
Posted by how bout it on Mon, 19 Feb 2007 04:37:00 PST

There will be a massive shift of power from West to East

There will be a massive shift of power from West to East in the middle of the twenty-first century, caused not by war or economics but by a subtle alteration in consciousness. The new age of biotechno...
Posted by how bout it on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 12:24:00 PST

between the release and the target

Slowly furled dash in thickets owned by Hannok. Haunted steps unfurled dashingleigh a macabre footprint. His size, thirteen. His name, Ralph wahlds. Now for the lecture that I have brought all you her...
Posted by how bout it on Sun, 01 Oct 2006 04:28:00 PST

Old god Young girl

Old god Young girl Two Two The game is always the same It might appear different, even be different Yet always she wins Finishing or losing interest In finite Effortless Thought Flows Li...
Posted by how bout it on Sun, 01 Oct 2006 04:51:00 PST

selections from still life with woodpecker

"Neotony" is "remaining young," and it may be ironic that it is so little known, because human evolution has been dominated by it. Humans have evolved to their relatively high state by retaining the i...
Posted by how bout it on Mon, 28 Aug 2006 04:12:00 PST

sitting on an open park bench waxing telepathic amusements

Sitting on an open park bench waxing telepathic amusements with a daily download, a cup of coffee, some sunshine and a green view. Dualitys purpose is unity. Unitys purpose is unity. Purpose is arbit...
Posted by how bout it on Wed, 09 Aug 2006 05:53:00 PST

HEY YOU!

HEY YOU! Do you like hanging around familiar haunts for no good reason? Feeling unfulfilled with life and looking for a simple solution? Always find yourself rooting for the bad guy? Look no FURTHER! ...
Posted by how bout it on Sun, 01 Oct 2006 04:47:00 PST