There is nothing in life more beautiful than beauty. I looked it up. It's saddening to see people who fail to process the world around, in and on them as an unbroken flow of stark staring wonderment. Saddening people are beautiful. And unlike most art they tend to nail themselves to the nearest wall. Handy.
I have tremendous strength of character. Fortunately I’ve learned to suppress it.
I have innumerable passions, interests and pursuits and almost none of them involve live goats. I find that we're defined by our passions. Not necessarily what they are, but that they are, and in what number and to what depth of joy they are. At.
I have been and/or am a professional poet, a professional broadcast on-air personality, a professional photographer, a professional voice-over talent and an amateur cartoon talking bee.
While humor is a laugh, communication is central to braving the grand pageant with the hope of more than a modicum of growth. You will never accuse me of under-communicating, but you might well invite me to STFU. I treasure quietude but will likely want to hear what you have to say on all subjects, at all hours, in all places, Except at the movies.
I am down to earth, but my Visa is due to expire. If you'd like to help me remain on earth, what you Earthlings call your marriage of convenience, I can wire my home planet for as much cash as you'd like. You should know that our currency ignites on contact with human flesh. There's always risk in high finance. You should also know that on my planet tradition dictates that the bride carry the groom across the threshold in her mouth. All of my mothers would be crushed if you were to refuse.
Living life to the emptiest. See "Religion" ---->
I am both Leopard and Gazelle, both mongoose and snake, both Stillness and Efflorescence, both Groucho and Marx.
I believe in the Rule of Threes which is why that last bit stiffed.
I awake each day with a deep sense of gratitude to the cosmos for the blank wonder of being alive in a world where a Quantum probability wave allows for the random chance that I might turn the next corner to see Rand Paul and Marco Rubio beating each other to death with the severed limbs of Adam Sandler.
I deplore all violence.