casqueiro

on land, i live in a hallucinatory world where everything inanimate is alive and sparkling with magic, except suburbia, and underwater i wouldnt give up reality for nothin!! i have high quantities and intensities of what would seem to be conflicting personality traits, but really theyre in perfect balance this side of happiness. i prefer the connectivity and the whole to the sum of the parts, but i tend to attract people that are way into parts! i REVEL [i mean it] in the victory of pop music and hypocrisy over their antagonists who arent nearly as much fun, and i strongly object to critical thought masquerading as brilliance. i get compared to drag queens and otters a lot. ive smoked crack twice and LOVE poop humour. i cant think of anything more important than being useful to the casualties of civilisation, to the many people lingering against their will between an indigenous web of being and modern society, to the many creatures whose wingspans get smaller and smaller to accomodate smaller and smaller cages, to anyone who has lost love or freedom when they thought they had it, to anything that suffers anywhere. i discovered that man, far from being central in this life, lived in a parlous world beyond his knowledge, a world in which man is lost and less but lost and less amidst the marvellous, the extraordinary, the gorgeously inexplicable wonder of a universe only limited by one's own imagining of it.