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About Me

Originally, I was a "Dumbdockian, Baltimoron" (one born and raised in Dundalk, the southeast side of Baltimore). Formerly, I was "a dental floss farmer," and currently I'm a musician living in Chicago.My raison d'etre is exploration (inner and outer space, of course). If I were to label myself culturally, I'd say I were an entelechist. If someone were to ask, "you have a tribe?" I'd answer, "where?"

My Interests

Music, macrocosms, microcosms, madness, madcaps, magnetism, mysitique, make-believe, misfits, magnification, mo-jo, machinations, magi, malarkey, meditation, marauding meritorious mensch, metamorphosis, metaphysics, metaphor...

I'd like to meet:

The tribe, boss, the tribe...

Music:

Everything I've ever heard, within and without my head: a very long list including, at random: jazz, blues, metal, funk, punk, rock, baroque, classical, romantic, modern, post-modern, and that which is yet to come. Basically, all shapes and sizes as long as they breathe.

Movies:

Top Five: "To Have and Have Not," "North by Northwest," "Solaris" (The Tarkovsky, Soviet, seventies version), "Waking Life," and ________ (I don't like to close my options).

Television:

I killed it...

Books:

Far too many to list: literature, philosophy, poetry, history, mythology...

Heroes:

Ben Franklin said Jesus and Socrates; I don't say Ben Franklin...

My Blog

Fantasies in Residence: The Introspective Fallacy of Delusion (Part 1)

For the individual with philosophical discretion, it is clear and certain, that he knows not a sun and not an earth, but only an eye that sees a sun and a hand that feels an earth; that the world whic...
Posted by Danru on Sun, 18 Jun 2006 12:51:00 PST

The Hi-Jacked Generation

We aren't Lost; we aren't Beat. We ain't Pop; we ain't Hip. We sure as hell ain't Dead; we sure as hell ain't Glam. Well punk, punk today seems more like the acquisition of acc...
Posted by Danru on Thu, 23 Feb 2006 10:06:00 PST

"Ideas on this Side of the Vortex"

In the abaetern age, before the bang, Infinite ideas were tightly at rest, In a light-trap, vortex, once called Chaos, The original face of the Cosmos. All existed in a dark, dense disk. All wa...
Posted by Danru on Sun, 01 Jan 2006 12:00:00 PST

"A Hypothesis"

I say the world is beautiful, And you spit your drink in my face. Dripping spirits, less than graceful, My smiles bent by your grimace. Out of countless permutations, You see only flotsam, jet...
Posted by Danru on Sun, 01 Jan 2006 11:54:00 PST

The Introspective Fallacy of Delusion (Part 2)

Regarding the futuristic and the leather-clad, the Wachowski brothers Matrix Trilogy presents an opportunity where the full spectrum of awareness, from shadow-consciousness to super-consciousness, ma...
Posted by Danru on Wed, 28 Dec 2005 03:10:00 PST

The Introspective Fallacy of Delusion

For the individual with philosophical discretion, it is clear and certain, that he knows not a sun and not an earth, but only an eye that sees a sun and a hand that feels an earth; that the world whi...
Posted by Danru on Wed, 28 Dec 2005 04:00:00 PST