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Leigh [BAxMF]!!@!@ â„¢

All that is solid melts into air, all that is holy is profaned and woman is at last compelled to fac

About Me

I'm a Starving Poet, Feed Me.
When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed, blue and white normally, but strange ringed like that in black. It doesn't get much better, your voice can get just as ripped up shouting in vain. Maybe someone hears what you say, but you're still on your own at night. You've got to make such a noise to understand the silence, screaming like a jackass, ringing ears so you can't hear the silence, even when it's there, like the wind seen from the window, seeing it but not being touched by it.
...We are caught by the senses, sensed to senseless...
I try to lead the most aesthetically pleasing life as possible -- whatever that may mean. I enjoy Tea Tree toothpicks and super glue. I believe in Forest Gnomes. When stoned, my subconscious returns to it’s original form -- Obsessive Compulsive Disorder not included. I hate men who have a problem with porn. I’m a feminist who happens to think it doesn’t make women so subservient, I refuse to feel guilty about that. Sex is pleasing. I think about it too much. Vibrators are fantastic. I’m urgent, quick to draw, and stubborn as all hell. I believe these are all instincts of a premeditated capitalist -- thus bringing me to a constant state of confusion. I don’t believe in Capitalism. I’ve had many conversations concerning my need for rehab to kick the habit of Bubble Tea. I enjoy vegetables -- especially avocados. I plan to grow a tree one day, home to the world’s best guacamole.
"I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, It's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, And that enables you to laugh at life's realities." --Dr. Seuss

My Interests

Music, The smell of a lover, Street Art, Anarchy through masturbation, Free Verse, Dead end streets, Bright green tights, Flourescent tints and colors, Ecstasy in any form, Libraries, People who don't wear shoes, Joints, Shroomies, Things that are too mixed up to understand, 20-second orgasms, Hemp Lotion, The vibe you get when you close your eyes at a concert, 60 degree weather, Mickeys 40's, Electro Lightning, Dimples, Solitare, Red wine, People who help you out, Asiago Bagels with Jalapeno cream cheese, Mock Duck, Bubble Tea, Arise! Bookstore, Spraypaint, Stencils, Vegetarians (and the like)

I'd like to meet:



"For those who belong nowhere, and for those who belong to one place, too much to belong anywhere else."

Music:

The Weakerthans, Ani Difranco, Crass, Why?, Crooked Fingers, Wolfbrigade, The Books, 13 & God, Damien Jurado, Trampled by Turtles, Severed Head of State, Heirospecs, Garmonbozia, Oroku, Bread and Water, Calloused, Witchhunt, Typical Cats, Dessa, Jean Grae, Souls of Mischief, RJD2, The Gits, The Pixies, Bellwether, Jefferson Airplane, Sun Kil Moon, Lucero, Laura Veirs, Papa John Kolstad, Blind Willie Mctell, Greg Brown, Pedro the Lion, M. Ward, Iggy Pop and the Stooges, Sleater Kinney, The Mountain Goats, The Plastic Constellations, The M.F Hold Steady, Arcade Fire, Broken Social Scene, Bob Dylan, Tom Waits, Morphine, Iron and Wine, Roy, Charlie Parr, Willie Nelson, The Velvet Underground, Kill Me Tomorrow

"I played connect the dots with your beauty marks and ended up with picture perfect sheet music."

Movies:

Romeo and Juliet, Dead Poets Society, Bad Timing, The Virgin Suicides, Curious George, American History X, Waking Life, Elephant, Spun, Goodbye Lenin!, Trainspotting, Girl Interupted, Team America (is the shit), The Jacket, Steal This Movie, Head-On

Television:

July 4th is National Smash Your T.V. Day Folks, go out with your parents favorite Sony Flatscreen and create a disturbance.

Books:

Ishmael, The Catcher and the Rye, Johnny Got His Gun, Verses That Hurt, Feminist Theory: From Margin to Center, Harry Potter, Love Songs by Crass, Skywriting From Words of Mouth, Einstein's Dreams, The Politics of Ecstasy, The Kite Runner, Culture and Anarchism, Breaking Open the Head, A Language Older Than Words, Cat's Cradle

Heroes:

Abbie Hoffman, Ani Difranco, and John K. Samson

My Blog

3 Socket Sets to Dismantle the Morning

A Dream, A Contemplation and An Equation. She sits above, ontop the branches of a mangrove tree. Nestling between dirty roots, seaweed and where I swim. I call her down from her perch to swim through ...
Posted by Style No. 6312 on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 08:28:00 PST

Stratification of the Obvious

This life serves me as an out of habit kind of cause, one that dabbles in quick infatuations, fucking, and drunken messages that turned out way too long (over-extensive, over-rated and over-done).I ca...
Posted by Style No. 6312 on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 08:09:00 PST

Metaphysically Aware.

I took a lady's keys and she gave me a stone. Her name is Marta. We've created a bubble. I have no idea who she is, where she is, or where I might find her, but I can honestly say that the gestur...
Posted by Style No. 6312 on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 08:10:00 PST

Soup Scum Referendum (Idealized).

I'm diving into some monchromatic psilocybe tactics here. I can't think of any other way of (un)explaining the ideologies behind the current mind state. I've got nothing else better to do. Well I...
Posted by Style No. 6312 on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 09:33:00 PST

She-cag-ongo!-ongo! Bound

La Crosse Wisconsin (home to the largest six pack of beer), check. 100 miles and 3 hours away from my driveway, Tyler and I have embarked on this ludicrous, thigh-ripping, and somewhat uncomfortable a...
Posted by Style No. 6312 on Mon, 26 Jun 2006 08:51:00 PST

Deep Sea Diver (Beware of Head Combustions)

Im about to spit out incredible bull, though it varies no far past the truth. I drove home drunk last night, something I promised myself I would never do. With my friend past out in the seat next to m...
Posted by Style No. 6312 on Sat, 29 Apr 2006 11:04:00 PST

Down Under "Snuggle Puss" Status: Oversold

Sometimes, I get so bored with myself at 2 o'clock in the morning, I sit online and look up my Zodiac sign personality chart and skim through the new models of vibrators on SmittenKitten.com...
Posted by Style No. 6312 on Mon, 27 Mar 2006 12:01:00 PST

Lady of Willendorf ain't got nuthin' on JLo's Ass

Her voluptuous figure's been giving her a heart attack for the last 30,000 years-- You're a narcotic baby, slipping in and out of skin palindromes of mirrored glass images and stretch marks; A falsity...
Posted by Style No. 6312 on Fri, 24 Mar 2006 08:48:00 PST

He War in the Great Land of Fairy Tale

A conversation. Existence [lightly defined]: Define the border between action and this activism we so like to call ourselves involved in. Truth: The border neither exists nor is it coherent. Our phi...
Posted by Style No. 6312 on Sun, 29 Jan 2006 12:37:00 PST

Lack of Color

There's a lack of color in my cheeks today, one that sucks and blows the windshield poetry clean through rolls of purple and blue bathroom faucets. "Take a long stretch," the city says, "we were the ...
Posted by Style No. 6312 on Thu, 20 Oct 2005 09:12:00 PST