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Erbarmedich

27 M Brooklyn, NY

My Details

Last Online
Yesterday – 4:25pm
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
Height
5′ 11″ (1.80m)
Body Type
Fit
Diet
Smokes
No
Drinks
Socially
Drugs
Sometimes
Religion
Other, and very serious about it
Sign
Virgo
Education
Job
Income
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Offspring
Pets
Speaks
English (Fluently), German (Poorly)

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My self-summary
Wakefulness, empathy, gratitude, enthusiasm...and stuff.

I like to read books, scribble down fragments of thoughts, drink coffee, get jacked at the gym, take tennis lessons from my dad, and play the occasional lick on a borrowed mandolin, banjo, or ukulele. I like most things, really.

Being an incorrigible solipsist by nature and a Hegelian by training, I have this sneaking suspicion that God lives inside my head, which doesn't exist, and that he achieves this feat by weaving himself into a complex and ever-vanishing pattern of words and sense-impressions which coalesce to form the tenacious little light show we call "world".
What I’m doing with my life
Getting stared back at by the abyss. Feeling happy about that.

(I strive from time to time to fall among the major circles, analogous to those of Hell, passing, a ray of pure reason, by the critical moment when for a very short instant one must remain in the absurd and, having left behind that which can still be represented, indefinitely add absence to absence and to the absence of absence and to the absence of the absence of absence and, thus, with this vacuum machine, desperately create the void. At this instant the real fall begins, the one which abolishes itself, nothingness incessantly devoured by a purer nothingness. But at this limit I become conscious of the madness of my undertaking.)

Even still, I have to pay my way. I earn my money tour-managing for a singer you've probably heard of.
I’m really good at
thinking with pain, always in the hope of grasping life with a corresponding degree of joy.

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Causing laughter and other agreeable sensations.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Kierkegaard, Hegel, some Blanchot, some Barthes, some Buber, some Christian theology, the odd book on physics for the layman, Moby-Dick is probably my favorite novel, The Sound and the Fury is up there, John Banville writes the prettiest sentence in the room, then again so does Updike (of whom Banville himself once wrote: "No one else I know of, simply no one, writes this well.") Story of the Eye, Joe Wenderoth (Letters to Wendy's, The Holy Spirit of Life) is in my little opinion one of the most profound thinkers currently writing, reading The Denial of Death four years ago while traveling Europe marked a genuine turning-point in my life, Groundhog Day, Tarkovsky, Tarkovsky, Tarkovsky, Tarkovsky, Tarkovsky, Tarkovsky, Tarkovsky (one for each of his feature films, yes, it's that important), Kieslowski (especially The Double Life of Veronique, Red, The Decalogue), The Tree of Life, 2001: A Space Odyssey, Blue is the Warmest Color, North by Northwest, Fanny and Alexander, Network, Marketa Lazarova, City Lights, La Jetee, In the Realm of the Senses, Naked, Rushmore, The Shining, The Holy Mountain, Children of men, After the Wedding, I watched Lost in Translation recently and was surprised at how excellent it is, ditto A Late Quartet, Twin Peaks, X-Files, Bravo Netflix on Hemlock Grove and House of Cards, Bach, Chopin, Satie, Requiem in D Minor, Philip Glass's Violin Concerto (movement two, dear lord), The National, U2, Interpol, Talking Heads, Elton John, Bhajan, the song "Four Provinces" by the walkmen, Pink Moon is my favorite album of all time, PHO, sushi, oysters accompanied by dirty gin martinis and Saison Dupont, Mexican, Indian lunch buffets....
The six things I could never do without
This week: Moonlight, night air, scent of woodsmoke, the shimmer of a lake, loon calls in the distance, coffee in the morning.

In general: the annual trip to rehoboth beach with rob and Jeremiah, everything about autumn, coffee, childhood feeling-memories, everything about women, paradox/dialectic/the splendor and the humor of it and the medium in which it all swims: imagination.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
My celebrity crushes, blue merle puppies, the next last pack of cigarettes, and how the condition of the possibility is the condition of the impossibility.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I already admitted that I believe god lives inside my head, what else do you want?

In my experience, men tend to be better kissers than women. (Still I would much rather kiss a woman.)

Part of me wishes my comportment were more like that of the late William F. Buckley.

I was on a soap opera for five years.

If you spend enough time with me, you will learn that i am my own trashy Hollywood tell-all.
I’m looking for
  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 25–30
  • Near me
  • For long-term dating, short-term dating
You should message me if
you like to say things while drinking coffee.