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The Adventures of Miram Irina

Shipwreck Explorer

About Me

There has always been a group of people with little interest in the trappings of accepted society; those who have no interest in keeping up with the Jones's, climbing the corporate ladder, or generally participating in 'the rat race'. A group whose disillusionment with contemporary society has set them apart in some fashion: the bohemian lifestyle so to speak. This is the scene many of us think of when we hear the word beatnik or bohemian, or when we refer to coffeehouse poetry. These are the prominent images of the beatnik stereotype, however, as it seems to be with all stereotypes, the image is incorrect, and the generation that gave birth to this stereotype is sadly misunderstood. To understand the reality of the counter-culture we must first try to define it and identify its progenitors, a task, which is often difficult when speaking of social movements. The term has taken on the connotation of a lifestyle of hedonism, non-conformity, and the literary/artistic avant-garde-taken from Beatnik Era: Poetry In The Coffeehouse By JP Burns (JP)
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My Interests

breathing underwater. shipwrecks, WOW GAMER liKE OMGZZZ, nintendo DS :/....not myspace... literature. local bands. nintedo ds. dance parties. flea markets. chai tea lattes. tai chi. being a garbage picker. midwivery. holistic and natural health. being anti-war/anti-hate/anti-imperialism (also, hopefully soon-to-be musician)
Your Monster Profile
Mad Slayer

You Feast On: Snow Cones

You Lurk Around In: Public Restrooms

You Especially Like to Torment: Republicans What's Your Monster Name?

Music:

i'm an indie, pretentious fuck.

Books:

Bascially, alot of Vonnegut mixed with some Bukowski sprinkled with some Burroughs.

My Blog

fishes eyes with candy apple surprise


Posted by The Adventures of Miram Irina on Wed, 15 Feb 2006 11:25:00 PST

I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over.

..... Out on the edge you see all the kinds of things you can't see from the center.   ...
Posted by The Adventures of Miram Irina on Wed, 11 Jan 2006 09:18:00 PST

visceral adaptations


Posted by The Adventures of Miram Irina on Tue, 06 Dec 2005 09:51:00 PST

Torn Skin and Exhaled Breath


Posted by The Adventures of Miram Irina on Wed, 23 Nov 2005 09:48:00 PST

Fighting back the shadows!

  Another random product below, I created out of sleep depervation and majirana infusion..... ...
Posted by The Adventures of Miram Irina on Thu, 17 Nov 2005 12:10:00 PST

bruised apples and tarnished china


Posted by The Adventures of Miram Irina on Tue, 15 Nov 2005 10:31:00 PST

rusty water

...And we were an army of dead women and men, shuffling pointlessly through a mix of carbon dioxide exhaust and radio waves, irrational and terminal economics of blood and cartilage, this message ...
Posted by The Adventures of Miram Irina on Tue, 01 Nov 2005 12:33:00 PST

New Orleans (thoughts and criticsim) Poem


Posted by The Adventures of Miram Irina on Fri, 02 Sep 2005 08:35:00 PST

For your enjoyment...

http://www.livejournal.com/users/bellaluna/ thats my journal. read and respond if intriged. thank you.
Posted by The Adventures of Miram Irina on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

First anti-war Wayne State Univ. Meeting.....


Posted by The Adventures of Miram Irina on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST