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About Me

I am the most laid-back of laid back guys, really. I'm not the kind of guy who'll get all up in someone's face about what they believe, the way they want to live their life or whom they chose to love. Life is too short, you only get one go around at it and it ought to fun. Right? Right!

I'm not one of those people who feels he was born out of his time or wishes they had lived elsewhere where their values held more currency. I know these are my days, this is my place and what I love and believe in has to live or die on it's own terms, in this world. Anything else is just making excuses.

I'm really in love with my life at the moment - I'm in a good place with my home, my spirit, my work and where I am with the people I love. I love to surf and sail and dive and fish - anything to do with the sea. That's when I'm at my best, either on or under the waves. I get a charge out of creative people, but I also really admire people who are genuinely peaceful and comfortable in their own skin. I'm not what you would call an intensely moralistic person, but I am a very moral person.

To me it's all a big mysterious journey - some days, it's the broad highways but some days, it's gotta be the ditch. So where do I wanna go today?

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My Interests

Waves, sun, salt, rhythms, mystery, hazel eyes, water, adventure, the opposite of certainty and definition. New freedoms, old freedoms rediscovered. The horizon. My two daughters fascinate and amaze me. I am inordinatley and irrationally attracted to girls called Helen. I dislike Eric Clapton intensely. . Human potential. Expanding my limits. Love. Some cosmic stuff. learning, learning, learning. Poetry, Jazz. GTOs, Muscle cars.

I'd like to meet:

People who are inspired and generous with their genius. Pretty girls. Fire-eaters. Sailors. Survivors. Naifs. People from France. People who have read every Dr Seuss book. Jazz musicians, opera singers,acrobats, Volkswagen owners, astronauts, poets, opressed peasantry, Willie Nelson, a kangaroo, people convicted on circumstantial evidence, followers of the light, denizens of the darkness, professional thieves, calabrese hardheads, tattooed ladies, Zeppelin pilots, Roy Orbison's ghost, tellers of tales, lost faithhealers, the quiet ones you never suspect, Lennie Briscoe, the guy on the platform of the Railway Station on 30th St in Philly, when I was a kid, who used to yell out, at the top of his voice, that Jesus was coming. Those kinds of people. And you. Especially you.

Music:

Movies:

Goldfinger. That's about it. It's the only movie you ever need to see.

This is Dutch actress Kim Van Kooten. I have the most pathetic crush on her right now.

Television:

TV is a pox on humanity. Although I do love Futurama. See my "books" section if you want to learn more about me.....

Books:

My Blog

recollection

All I remember of you is what was shadow but not what was light. And what was flesh, but not what was smoke I remember your kiss but not your curse - and the vague feeling of gravity on the points wh...
Posted by Seb on Sat, 18 Oct 2008 12:14:00 PST

I sucked every cock on MySpace, and now Im the Number One Blog!!!

Hi Everyone! For those of you who are new, every now and then I round up all the little poems that weren't quite good enough to make their own blog, but still have some residual charms - an...
Posted by Seb on Sat, 11 Oct 2008 12:24:00 PST

, the first time?

"How did you fuck her, the first time"? He asked me, hunched over his warm, pallid beer His eyes did not meet mine as he offered the question But the pain in his voice was not feigned or jealous So&nb...
Posted by Seb on Sat, 04 Oct 2008 12:13:00 PST

for the mornings

...for the mornings that I woke up with her lying there beside me her breath so soft and gentle and her dreams that hovered o'er her in a pearly cloudfor the cool and running water that I poured over ...
Posted by Seb on Sat, 27 Sep 2008 12:39:00 PST

the first time she got high

I sat beside herthe first time she got highSitting in the bathroom of a motel in Albuquerque.A skinny joint of Orange Kush our backs against the cold tiles of the tub leaning together, ...
Posted by Seb on Sat, 20 Sep 2008 12:05:00 PST

Come to California

Come to California You sexy little robot! you sexy little scribbler! you sexy little apple! With your appetite for misadventure and accident by design, the magic of your thinking, your sle...
Posted by Seb on Sat, 23 Aug 2008 12:21:00 PST

Therell be no Revolution tonight

There are bomb-throwing anarchists which lurk between your legs. There are secret agents who conspire between your thighs. There are operatives under deep cover in the shadows of your breasts,...
Posted by Seb on Sat, 09 Aug 2008 12:16:00 PST

O!, Proserpina

"trust me" she whispers to the vespers and twilight. "I have so much inside me that I will let you share"framed by sunset her voice is tiny, on the shadows "trust me, I will let you be the first""for ...
Posted by Seb on Sat, 02 Aug 2008 12:08:00 PST

connie tells her husband she has taken a lover

9.20 The Restaurant"The first thing you need to know", she said, "is this is absolutely not about sex""I almost wish it was", he said, "I could deal with that, I think"She left a second of silen...
Posted by Seb on Sat, 26 Jul 2008 12:07:00 PST

sebs dream

"I can't help itIf you might think I'm odd,If I say I'm not loving you for what you areBut for what you're not." &nb...
Posted by Seb on Sat, 19 Jul 2008 12:15:00 PST