everything i do i do with grace.
there's much to say about me, but i must confess that i express myself best in bed. so if you want to get to know me from my great tap root, find us a bed, love. and i bet you think i mean that whore-ishly, and that's alright.
my name is remi de lino, as a whole. i carry fragments of other males within my being, so if you ever hear me refer to myself by a name other than remi, you'll undersand (maybe). at the forefront of these males is imer. imer is remi spelt backwards, obviously, but the more profound significance of this is that my purpose in this life is to retrieve something, to uncover a recovery. see, imer is the saint who became remi. remi is the memory loss, the effect. imer is the cause. so it is my place to reteach remi how to know and be imer.
my origins lie within the god-force, and therefore i am, as is everything in existence, a fragment of god. and in my viewpoint, god is an infinite energy that encompasses light, compassion, love, justice, forgiveness, non-judgment, sharing, openness, unity - you get the picture. i am made of these essenses, and since this massive force of light is my original form, this means that i am far older and more powerful than any negative bullshit this lost world may bring to me. i am a vessel of god, and it is my right and destiny to learn to manage both my light and my darkness. i will contain my fire. i WILL it.
i am a gnostic christian and a student of kabbalah. i am deeply inspired by the sacred prostitute, and i feel the sacred prostitute aspect within my being. a sacred prostitute is a being who holds the sacred (spirit) and the profane (flesh) in a balanced as a whole. this being's life's mission is to mend the sacred union between spirituality and sexuality that the church invaded and ultimately tore apart in the human psyche. it's about the revival of sensuality.
i am a homosensual. i detest the word 'homosexual' and rarely use it because misguided and uninformed individuals may not be able to transcend the sex aspect of the word.
i am a vulgarian, but i try (keyword: try) not to curse, and by curse i simply mean that i try not to use words, any words, against another human being.
i am a survivor of multiple incestual rapes, and child abuse.
say NO! to shame. boys, say FUCK NO! to shame!
i'm in the business of exchangin' information. in fact, there's gonna be trouble.
girls love me and boys think i'm weird, but that's alright, ya see, cause in MY hood it's bros before hoes. muthafucka.
TROSPER
don't you know my sister loves me?
i survived the heat in Trosper. don't think i'll let you forget what i survived in Trosper.
in a town called mission, in an aloe vera field, a twenty-minute bike ride from my house, he came at me with some rusted blades. spittle and burn, my initiator. you'll carry this with you until the sun sets the moist ground aflame.
is that my path you're opening in the form of a wound? you're not a scarecrow. the crows believe me, they love me. they'll eat your lungs for this.
you cut with style, i'll give you that, but you'll never cut deep enough. no, beneath this wound there is a light far older than this, and you.
don't you forget what you put me through on Trosper. don't you forget the prying of my pubescent thighs. don't you forget my shrieks plastered across your fingers. they didn't reach heaven in time. the angels turned their faces. they wouldn't dare betray you. but my shrieks are still on your fingers and i will have them back.
there's a thin pale sheet between us, and some god or another wraps it tightly around my body. this is the only safety christendom has to offer. pale sheets. my only wish is to be transparent, but this isn't safety at all. pale sheets or oak, the blood will always soak through, and show himself. whose god is in the blood? i am in love and lust with the light bearer.
those dolores bells don't ring here anymore. the church has crumbled, and in her place a scarlet terror stands erect. a priest is born! a priest is born! st imer, this boy dies here.
-remi de lino. feb. 2006.
if you need me, me and 'chele'll be hangin' out with the dream king. 'chele says Hi, by the way. i can't believe yer leavin' cause me and hitler love blonde, blue-eyed boys...
You scored as C.G. Jung. You are more of a spiritualist than would be immediately apparent. Some of your notions are questioned by the cynical, but deep down you know the human consciousness is more than the flesh and tissue can account for. You tend to take a scientific observationist look on matters the average person wouldn't even begin to analyze. You personally are responsible for most of the ideas that are floating around in modern psychologist's/psychic's paltry little skulls. On the down side, you tend to be associated with that asshole Freud.
C.G. Jung
92%
Dante Alighieri
67%
Jesus Christ
67%
Friedrich Nietzsche
67%
Sigmund Freud
50%
Elvis Presley
50%
O.J. Simpson
42%
Steven Morrissey
42%
Stephen Hawking
33%
Mother Teresa
25%
Miyamoto Musashi
25%
Adolf Hitler
17%
Hugh Hefner
17%
Charles Manson
0%
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