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The simply wonderful perfection that is the Kyle

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About Me

I edited my profile with Thomas' Myspace Editor V4.4 I like stuff, and that other stuff, and things, but I hate nazis, and tree-rats, goddamn tree-rats. But I am an expert in gnomes and gnomology. There are also other things that I like doing. I also try to think of myself as a smart man, but I also think that if I was a smart man, I wouldn't get myself into the situations that I do, I like to play guitar and engineer music on my computer, I have a drum machine the Dr. Rhythm 660. Good machine. I soar with the clouds but live my life six feet below the ground. I don't believe in God, but I do argue for his existence all the time. I have no real metaphysical opinions or beliefs, but I do think that the denile of something is a affirmation of something else. I believe that the electron and proton are the fairies of the modern world, I find it impossible to create art that is not post-modern, at least with all the cultural coding that makes up our mindsets. I believe that Frued, Hursel, and Starte had the correct theory of what the ego is, I believe in subatomic causation and freewill at the sametime, I believe that humans are fourth deminsional enities, I think that all technology is counterproductive to advancement towards self-actulization, I think that will all the radio, cellular, WIFI, and other frequencies that are in the environment, we're just fucking up our own energy fields and auras, I believe in auras, I think that contol and power are symonomous, just depends on which side of the struggle you're on. I believe in Love and Justice, even though I have never witnessed either, just the lack of the two. I believe that evil is merely the absence of good, but I live my life as if it was the other way around.

My Interests

Anarchy... Good books, Philosophy, World politics, My cat, Coffee, Playing music, Writing, public nudity (though no one can tell I'm naked), sleep, drinking, playing games with my friends, playing games with my enemies (it doesn't make me feel bad to cheat then... Like I always say, there are two types of people in the world, losers and cheaters), driving around town showign passerbys sex toys and taking pitcures of their reactions, giving sex toys out on the street and saying that they're hardly used, sex toys in general to be quite honest... umm now I'm rambling. Oh yeah, and building intergalactic space stations for the purpose of crushing my enemies, unfortunately, I don't have any enemies... that I know of.

I'd like to meet:

this guy, rockers, rollers, reavers, weavers, drinkers, smokers, thinkers, tokers, rail chasers, hippies, punks, doctors, working class, middle class, lower class, uber class, gamers, players, fuckers, truckers, dancers, shakers, geeks, freaks, the meek, the grand... oh yeah, and myself, but only in a dark alley somewhere in a city I don't know, that would be strange. I would like to meet someone who I can talk to and who wouldn't get angry when I don't want to talk to anyone, I would also like to meet someone who will talk to me even when I don't feel like talking to anyone. I would like to meet someone who lives their life in the artistic haze without becoming lost in it. I would like to come face to face with the one person that changed my life forever when I was four years old, if for nothing else, to thank him for helping me out when no one else would. I would also like to meet the paramedics who saved my sister and mom's life because I'm not sure if I could have lived without them.

Music:

Against Me!, against all authority, All Girl Summer Fun Band, Ani Defranco, American Steel, apple, Anti-flag, Bad Religion, Barenaked ladies, Ben Harper, Blitz, Boysetsfire, Cash (Johnny), Cure, Crass, Conflict, Dead Milkmen, Dead Kennedys, Death Cab for Cutie, Decemborists, D.O.A., Flaming Lips, Flogging Molly, Fugazi, Interpol, Kramer, Mojo Nixen, Nada Surf, No Means No, Operation Ivy, Oxymoron, Pine Hill Haints, Postal Service, Ramones, Rancid, Resist and Exist, Rudimentary Peni, Rythem Collalition, Startford Mercaneries, Social Distortion, Tiger Army, Thought Riot, They Might Be Giants, This bike is a pipe bomb, Tossers, Tori Amos, Virus-nine, Weezer, Woody Guthrie, Zoinks, As you can tell I listen to a very limited range of sound... It's called quality!

Movies:

Movies are cool, but I like making sand castles. But yeah, I watch too many movies, but don't ask me about the blockbusters, I watch movies, not two hour long commercials.

Television:

I believe that everyone is entitled to their own religious beliefs and their own god, but on this subject, can I claim Athesist? Or, to put it another way, Television is your god, not mine. Or, you noticed that I said Television and not T.V. that is because T.V. is a nickname and nicknames are for friends, and Television is no friend of mine.

Books:

Burrgess: Nothing Like the Sun, A Clockwork Orange. Sarte: Being and Nothingness, Nuesea. Dostoevsky: The Idiot, The Brothers Karamazov. Joyce: Dubliners, Ullyses, Finnigan's Wake. Kerouac: On the Road, Darma Bums. Rand: We the Living, Fountain Head, Atlas Shrugged. Twain: Huckleberry Finn, and his short stories. Robbins: Even Cowgirls Get the Blues, Villa Incognito, Still Life with Woodpecker, Skinny Legs and All. Coe: The Rotter's Club. Card: Ender's Game series, Memories of Earth series. Vonnegut: Hocus Pocus, Slaughter-House Five, Cat's Cradle. Mack Renolds: Deathwish World. Potok: The Chosen. Sincler Lewis: Babbit. C.S. Lewis: Screwtape Letters, Chronicles of Narnia series. Upton Sinclear: The Jungle. Salinger: Catcher in the Rye, Nine stories, Franny and Zooey. HUgo: Les Miserable. Huxley: Brave New World. Kafka: short stories. Palahnicuk: Lullaby, Choke. Dunn: Geek Love. O. Henry: short stories. Gaiman: American Gods, Good Omens, Neverwhere, short stories. Orwell: 1984, Animal Farm, essays. Bukowski: Women, Hollywood, poems. Thoreau: Walden Pond, A Week on the Concord and Merimack Rivers, essays. Chaucer: The Canterbury Tales. Browning: Sonnets From the Portuguese, Poems. Martian: Atheistism, a Philosphic Justification. Hume: Essays. Locke: Political writings. Kaufmann: Critique of Religion and Philosophy, Tragedy and Philosophy. Nietzsche: Will to Power, Beyound Good and Evil, Birth of Tragedy. Plato: The Socratic Dialouges. Kierkegaard: Fear and Trembling, Either/ Or. Goldman: Anarchistic Essays. Camus: The Plauge, Philosophical writings. Heraclitus: scraps left behind (Goddamn fire of the Great Libary!!) Russel: History of Philosophy, essays. Whitehead: Process and Reality. Zinn: People's History of the United States, essays. Fischer: The Thought Gang. (I rob. Therefore, I am.) Kniphel: Slackjaw, Ruining it For Everyone. Hawkings: A Brief History of Time, Universe in a Nutshell. Seneca: Essays and writings. Frankfurt: On Bullshit.

Heroes:

I draw strength from many different people, to list them all here would give me carpel tunnel, But I gots to give a shut out to my boy Thales.

My Blog

Freedom deliriums

Encased in stagnet air that lingers still I stay In histories repeated spinning slowing 'wards quiet decay, motivation mere myth, causing more dreaded actions than even I can care to convey. The gl...
Posted by The simply wonderful perfection that is the Kyle on Sun, 27 May 2007 11:26:00 PST

The power of the Musical (dedicated to my sister)

It's an old question, if you had a superpower, what would it be and why? When I was younger I always thought the best would have to be either the power of flight or telekinetics, being able to move ob...
Posted by The simply wonderful perfection that is the Kyle on Sat, 26 May 2007 12:45:00 PST

On drinking and being drunk

As most people know, I am what is refered to as a drunk, as in, I drink to much and do stupid things. I have recently decided to try to quit, not the easiest thing I have ever done, but more than like...
Posted by The simply wonderful perfection that is the Kyle on Thu, 17 May 2007 11:18:00 PST

Hells yes, it is a beautiful day!

I didn't sleep in today, I was up by eight, which is strange since I didn't go to bed until three last night, but I woke up, made some coffee and went outside to smoke the first cigarette of the morni...
Posted by The simply wonderful perfection that is the Kyle on Wed, 16 May 2007 05:22:00 PST

solitude

At times I like being alone, While everyone is corhorting with each other, and I find myself in basement apartments, empty except for me, my notebook, computer and guitar. creating worlds without fe...
Posted by The simply wonderful perfection that is the Kyle on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 12:46:00 PST

one liners that never got me laid...

Searching through notebooks there are a lot of half finished, never will be finished poems... I decided to finally let them have there chance in the sun. If you guys like any of these, feel free to us...
Posted by The simply wonderful perfection that is the Kyle on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 07:04:00 PST

The long and four shorts of poetry in coffee induced days

                            The four shorts      &n...
Posted by The simply wonderful perfection that is the Kyle on Sat, 17 Feb 2007 02:06:00 PST

what? a happy poem, Is Kyle not drinking again? Answer:Yes

Working in the Wrain Winter rains fall to wonderlands wet Converting concrete to canvases Puddles piddle up promising Chance changes constant corrosion to creation Outside with jacket Drawn down roun...
Posted by The simply wonderful perfection that is the Kyle on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 11:02:00 PST

Breath mints for marsupials

To quote a punk band: Everyday a Sense Of Solitude He sits astonished, Fretful of visitations, From phantoms banished long ago. Fear, rage, apathy, All the past enemies come calling. Horrified, He s...
Posted by The simply wonderful perfection that is the Kyle on Thu, 08 Feb 2007 06:44:00 PST

There's nothing like getting hit to make it all clear

The Dusk Walk The mountains sit resolute under azure skies and awaking lotus flowers blooming, as unchanging as dead philosophies and longing for lost loves. Trails become trampled underfoot and ...
Posted by The simply wonderful perfection that is the Kyle on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 06:34:00 PST