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About Me

I love you. I hate you. I want you. I taste you. I'd be you. I'd breathe you. I fear you. I'd kill you.zerstore mich
Where is a height without depth, and how can there be light that throws no shadow?Through light and joy is the world opened up, revealed for what it is: ineffable beauty, unending creation.
There is, in fact, no way back either to the wolf or to the child.we are the exquisite desire of the infinite
we are the manifestation of what we love and hate
art is noise is life is love is death is pain is exquisite is complete is a knife to your throat when no one is there
life shrinks or expands in proportion to ones beliefs
I am an inconstant madness
Destruction is the mother of all creation..I want to feel the nerves beneath your skin.
Nepenthe
I want to be wrapped in the velvet of your sky. I want stars breaking through your skin. I want you to bleed light. I want to breathe your Sun nepenthe
sleep dream rise awaken sleep dream rise awaken sleep dream rise awaken fuck eat breathe liveTell me secrets.
Tell me lies.Only darkness reeals the beauty of the light.
Nepenthe
Through light and joy is the world opened up, revealed for what it is: ineffable beauty, unending creation.
I love you. I hate you. I want you. I taste you. I'd be you. I'd breathe you. I fear you. I'd kill you.wild is the vine that destroys its only rose
Tell me secrets.
Tell me lies.
sleep dream rise awaken sleep dream rise awaken sleep dream rise awaken fuck eat breathe live

( 'footnote to howl' by Allen Ginsberg )
Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!
Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!
The world is holy! The soul is holy! The skin is holy!
The nose is holy! The tongue and cock and hand
and asshole holy!
Everything is holy! everybody's holy! everywhere is
holy! everyday is in eternity! Everyman's an
angel!
The bum's as holy as the seraphim! the madman is
holy as you my soul are holy!
The typewriter is holy the poem is holy the voice is
holy the hearers are holy the ecstasy is holy!
Holy Peter holy Allen holy Solomon holy Lucien holy
Kerouac holy Huncke holy Burroughs holy Cassady
holy the unknown buggered and suffering
beggars holy the hideous human angels!
Holy my mother in the insane asylum! Holy the cocks
of the grandfathers of Kansas!
Holy the groaning saxophone! Holy the bop
apocalypse! Holy the jazzbands marijuana
hipsters peace & junk & drums!
Holy the solitudes of skyscrapers and pavements! Holy
the cafeterias filled with the millions! Holy the
mysterious rivers of tears under the streets!
Holy the lone juggernaut! Holy the vast lamb of the
middle class! Holy the crazy shepherds of rebellion
Who digs Los Angeles IS Los Angeles!
Holy New York Holy San Francisco Holy Peoria &
Seattle Holy Paris Holy Tangiers Holy Moscow
Holy Istanbul!
Holy time in eternity holy eternity in time holy the
clocks in space holy the fourth dimension holy
the fifth International holy the Angel in Moloch!
Holy the sea holy the desert holy the railroad holy the
locomotive holy the visions holy the hallucinations
holy the miracles holy the eyeball holy the abyss!
Holy forgiveness! mercy! charity! faith! Holy! Ours!
bodies! suffering! magnanimity!
Holy the supernatural extra brilliant intelligent kindness of the soul!
(Berkeley, 1955)

My Interests

Dark and wild honey.
The Glacial Mind. Beautiful, breakable things. Noumenons.
Pi.
Berlin.
Omega.
Chocolate.
Serpentskin
Candlewax
Silk.
Amaranth.
The Empress.
Bittersweet.
Cemetary Candles.
Firestarting.
Binding the Will.
Salt: Tears, Sweat, the Sea.
Knowing.
Not knowing.
Darkness.
Voyeurisms.
Whispers.
Venus and Mars
Wood.
Sylphs.
Decadence.
Deferral.
Nepenthe.
The way breathing sounds.
The way words feel.
Velvet on skin.
Intimacy for its own sake
Lust.
Being womb.
Secrets.
Scars.
Black Flowers.
Trees.
Inappropriate laughter.
23.
Celestial fire.
Immovable objects. Irresistable forces.
The language of Stars.
Peeps.
Moons and Adytums.
Threes. Elevens. Sevens.
The sacred and the profane.
Not as seperate things.
Wings.
Gematria.
Mosaics.
Naming things. Being named.
Fallen objects.
Autumn.
Moss on trees.
Lia Fail.
The wonder of being alive..
Epistelary relationships.
Poems on skin.
Incorporeal essence.
What the wind knows.
Writing messages on leaves for no one to find.
Divining the clouds.
Valentin.
Complications.
Neruda. Plath, Blake, Yeats.
Exuberance.
Anything that glitters.
Psychotropics.
Bonds.
Geishas.
Old books.
Innate wisdom.
Charms.
Datura.
Intellectual strongholds.
The perfect red lipstick.

CURRENT MOON lunar phases

Leave me a place underground, a labyrinth,
where I can go, when I wish to turn,
without eyes, without touch,
in the void, to dumb stone,
or the finger of shadow.

I know that you cannot, no one, no thing
can deliver up that place, or that path,
but what can I do with my pitiful passions,
if they are no use, on the surface
of everyday life,
if I cannot look to survive,
except by dying, going beyond, entering
into the state, metallic and slumbering,
of primeval flame?

I'd like to meet:

Music:

Winds on Water
The Cult
Goldfrapp
Poe
Elysian Fields
The Church
Tori
KD
Stevie
The Cure
NIN
KMFDM
Rammstein
The sound of breathing
Vas
Johnette Napolitano
Patti Smith
Leonard Cohen
Nick Cave

Movies:

A short film about peace, love and understanding.

Television:

"IT ROTS THE SENSE IN THE HEAD!
IT KILLS IMAGINATION DEAD!
IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND!
IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLIND
HE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTAND
A FANTASY, A FAIRYLAND!
HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE!
HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE!
HE CANNOT THINK - HE ONLY SEES!"

-Roald Dahl, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

Books:

...have taken over my life. I do not joke. From floorboard to rafter, in my head and in my bed. Celan, Nin, Sartre, De Beauvoir, Crowley, Kraig, Fortune, DuQuette, Mallarme, Rimbaud, Calvino, Adams, Bauderlaire, Woolf, St. Abremalin the Mage, Hyatt, Dickens, Dumas (Pere and fils), Plath, Amos, Goethe, Shakespeare, Heinlein, Yeats, Shelley, Blake.
Books and books and books and books. How could you not be in love with the word?

Heroes:

are those who do when no one is watching, those who live in the truth of their will.

My Blog

When in darkness, nothing rises.

I want to tell you that the blackest hour is just before Dawn and mean it. I want to whisper how when things are the worst, they will inevitably get better. Mostly, I want to impart it to myself. I do...
Posted by She on Mon, 16 Apr 2007 10:00:00 PST

Crossing the Boundary Human

Storms, I feel, are Gods great equalizer. Rich or poor, young or old, the beautiful, the ugly, the cruel and the just alike - each of us are intrinsically and primally hushed in the advent of a storm....
Posted by She on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 09:17:00 PST

Unrapt

I like the metaphor of presents. I like presents even better, but that is not the point of this blog. How we spend hours dressing everything up in flocked tissue and ribbons, and then seconds ripping ...
Posted by She on Fri, 22 Dec 2006 08:18:00 PST

Flights of Icarus

Where I see you but do not say: As black tangle of fire , the thoughts of your wild searing for heaven in winged scream The way your tongue deliberates poems insinuating pillage in even enunci...
Posted by She on Wed, 06 Dec 2006 09:11:00 PST

Taste this and remember...

Everything right now (e v e r y t h i n g) Is exactly as it should be. ...
Posted by She on Sun, 03 Dec 2006 05:34:00 PST

My Heart is a Wild Bird

..and I am born alight with every new breeze. I am terrified of The Cage whilst eternally searching for the keeper. Am I /really/ to blame because I possesseth claws? Insert pith >here And w...
Posted by She on Fri, 01 Dec 2006 11:59:00 PST

Vultures in My Garden

Vultures in my garden figures that I know them and it is what it is you were good once now you're filled with bitterness and it is what it isI cannot forget that he can't forget or that some friends j...
Posted by She on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 06:53:00 PST

Lord Enlil and such

Well. Personally I can assure everyone that the antichrist will be likely very comely looking and charismatic. Male or female, you will like want to do him. You'll have to be in this day and age to ge...
Posted by She on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 04:35:00 PST

Shadow Ramblings of Negative Grace

Warning: This is long-winded and rambling. Having said. I am driving those in my secluded periphery semi-mad as of late due to the fact that I no longer care to tolerate unconscious, unthinking w...
Posted by She on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 04:13:00 PST

Global Orgasm for Peace

http://www.globalorgasm.org/ SAN FRANCISCO - Two peace activists have planned a massive anti-war demonstration for the first day of winter. But they don't want you marching in the streets. They'd muc...
Posted by She on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 03:38:00 PST