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About Me

That wich blossoms
falls, the way of all flesh
in this world of flowers
- Kiko

A 21st century American proverb:
Once there was a grasshopper and an octopus. All year long the grasshopper kept burying acorns for winter while the octopus mooched off his girlfriend and watched TV. Then the winter came and the grasshopper died and the octopus ate all his acorns and also he got a racecar.

Music keeps me sane, pills keep me alive and ninjas keep me hard.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

--- Last Weeks Most Played Artists ---

Music:

a silver mt. zion
against me!
american music club
andrew bird
animal collective
antony and the johnsons
the arcade fire
architecture in helsinki
atom and his package
azure ray
the band
bauhaus
belle & sebastian
the black heart procession
the black keys
the blood brothers
bob dylan
bright eyes
carissa's wierd
cat power
the clash
cocorosie
the cure
cursive
daft punk
damien rice
daniel johnston
david bowie
death cab for cutie
the decemberists
depeche mode
devendra banhart
devotchka
dimmu borgir
dragonforce
the dresden dolls
echo & the bunnymen
eels
elliott smith
enon
eric bachmann
the evens
explosions in the sky
the faint
fannypack
figurine
final fantasy
flogging molly
fog
frog eyes
fugazi
ghostland observatory
the good life
grandaddy
hank williams
hayden
idaho
interpol
iron & wine
isis
islands
jesu
jesus and mary chain
johnny cash
joy division
julie doiron
kissing tigers
the knife
kraftwerk
liars
low
m83
m. ward
massive attack
the microphones
ming & ping
modest mouse
the mountain goats
mum
my bloody valentine
neil young
nuetral milk hotel
new order
nick cave
nick drake
the notwist
o'death
okkervil river
patrick wolf
pavement
pixies
the pogues
pulp
q and not u
radiohead
the rapture
reggie and the full effect
regina spektor
remora
the rentals
rocky votolato
rufus wainwright
rush
sage francis
shiny toy guns
sigur ros
silversun pickups
smog
the smiths
soul whirling somewhere
stars
the stone roses
the streets
sufjan stevens
sun kil moon
sunset rubdown
talking heads
telefon tel aviv
television
tom waits
tv on the radio
two gallants
ugly casanova
the unicorns
vashti bunyan
vaux
the velvet underground
waxwing
the weakerthans
wolf parade
xiu xiu
yeah yeah yeahs
the zutons

Television:

American:
Adult Swim, The Avatar, The Colbert Report, Heroes

Japanese:
Bleach, Death Note, Naruto

Books:

Choke by Chuck Palahniuk, The Contortionists Handbook by Craig Clevenger, The Beach by Alex Garland, The Raw Shark Texts by Steven Hall, Dermaphoria by Craig Clevenger, Rant by Chuck Palahniuk, High Fidelity by Nick Hornby, Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs by Chuck Klosterman, Anything by J.R.R. Tolkien, Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk, The writings of Hunter S. Thompson, The Stranger by Albert Camus, The poetry and stories of Jim Carroll, A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess, The poetry and stories of Edgar Allan Poe, Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card, Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim by David Sedaris, Survivor by Chuck Palahniuk, Great Expectations by Charles Dickens, Haunted by Chuck Palahniuk, On The Road by Jack Kerouac...

Heroes:

Bill Murray

Throwrag

Ninjas

Hunter S. Thompson

Godzilla

My Blog

This isn't happening .. it is

Why is it that the naturally gifted are the most self destructive?My cousin Zac was one of those people who could do anything ... not just do it but exceed at it. I taught him how to skateboard about ...
Posted by Hollowed on Fri, 06 Apr 2007 03:04:00 PST

goodbye

What do you get when you grab a ghost? ... a handful of sheet. Olive Jones 1914 - 2006 Born into a world at war, came of age during the depression. You were a badass and your stories always ...
Posted by Hollowed on Mon, 17 Apr 2006 06:50:00 PST

Solitary exhibitionist

I am the spider, crawling on your chest while you're asleepSearching for the softest, warmest spot to sink my teeth in deepI am the wolf stalking silent through the sleeping farmPicking off the fatten...
Posted by Hollowed on Thu, 26 Jan 2006 11:32:00 PST

jisei

In japan there is a centuries old tradition of writing a poem shortly before death. From samurai on the battlefield to zen monks to the haiku poets. Written the morning of Oct 18, 2005, in what I thou...
Posted by Hollowed on Wed, 19 Oct 2005 11:12:00 PST

Cheaper than valium

Each gust of frigid wind saturates the room with apathy So thick you can't breathe...so thick you don't care You watch as it collects and forms pools, liquid relief You watch as the room begins t...
Posted by Hollowed on Fri, 07 Oct 2005 01:58:00 PST

Restless phantom

Yellow/green taught skin wrapped around bone. Dull eyes look into the mirror, to tired to care that the phantom staring back is all that is left. Spreading his exposed shoulder blades he takes flight,...
Posted by Hollowed on Thu, 06 Oct 2005 12:27:00 PST

Chasing the dream of sleep

Quivering shadows, pulse, bulge, bleed into my eyes. Until there is nothing left but paranoia and sporadic thought to cover my cold, metallic body. Noise creeps like winter down the hall, reaching my ...
Posted by Hollowed on Sun, 02 Oct 2005 01:44:00 PST

Aki no kaze

Seven haiku for seven autumn days Twilight rain plungessoothing drums, kissing parched lipseverlasting trek Autumn frosts first bitedescent, blanketing the earthkoi begin to slow Sunlight peircin...
Posted by Hollowed on Sun, 25 Sep 2005 04:28:00 PST

A new season descends

It is the first day of fall and I decided to write a tanka The sound of watersitting in moonlight, I seegreen leaves turning brownmourning the death of summerfalling to earth, full of grief ...
Posted by Hollowed on Wed, 21 Sep 2005 12:45:00 PST

I bleed you, bleed me

No, this isn't rightThis isn't part of meSome foreign, cancerous growthto large to ignore anymore You swim through my veinsPolluting my bloodfeeding this tumorobliviously causing my demise Drastic mea...
Posted by Hollowed on Tue, 13 Sep 2005 08:11:00 PST