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Vaenphex

31 M Planters Hall, Jamaica

My Details

Last Online
Jan 9, 2008
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White, Other
Height
Body Type
Diet
Smokes
No
Drinks
Rarely
Drugs
Sometimes
Religion
Other, and very serious about it
Sign
Education
Working on university
Job
Income
Relationship Status
Seeing Someone
Relationship Type
Offspring
Doesn’t want kids
Pets
Likes cats
Speaks
English (Fluently)

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My self-summary
"...The flashing lights or the bending of the world would not help him now. He was alone, set to his own resources. Despite all his self discovery, he found he could not call up a single word to describe what he saw, or felt, or was. Looking about him, he was struck only by the fact that he did not look about him. 'I have nothing!' he declared to the audient void. And this is freedom."

The Entry For Stiffs With No Humor In Them: My self-summary? I was born a poor black girl in central Wonderland (which is somewhat akin to trying to find the center of a puddle of water that keeps sloshing back and forth, but I digress) until my -15th unbirthday, in which I woke up in Wellington State (located in Wellington State, which is sort of to the east of the pud--damnit! Stop sloshing!) Mental hospital a 15 year old white boy. I wasn't as confused as I should have been. After all that mushroom induced growing and shrinking I kind of expected something like this to happen.

After my release (escape) I lived in the woods and was raised by bears. Horribly. Eventually a handful of hunters found me, killed my bearents, and forced me to rejoin mainstream society as part of a traveling circus. Those were the happiest days of my life. Especially the violent beatings, and eating seals.

Once my circus career was over I decided to try my hand at coercive midnautical trading. I was never caught, the legend of Stinkbeard still lives on, and my treasure is hidden away on the ever mysterious Shinbone Island to this very day.

The Entry For Everyone Still Reading: I am a little bit of an anachronism, and that statement doesn't just sprout from my always having wanted to use that word in an actual sentence (a little bit, though). In this modern world I can find my way around the kitchen, but I don't belong behind a stove. I don't long for a past I can no longer experience (though sometimes I become nostalgic and have a hard time letting go of certain moments) or a vague Bright Future where Everything Is All Right (TM). I long for a channel that runs much deeper. "Freedom," might be an okay word for it, though nobody understands it anymore. I include myself whenever I use the words "nobody," or "no one," and so on, because I'm no exception either.

I write, and paint, and keep marginally sane through surreal humor. Whether serious or humorous, I speak and write in a manner that scares the hell out of most people for reasons I'll never, ever, not in my life, comprehend.

I was born in the middle of a blizzard, a day late, and it's only a little of an overstatement to say that I nearly died every Tuesday until I was 18.

I've lived all over North America, but have never had a true home (though a couple of places felt close). I prefer having only a small group of close friends to having dozens of acquaintances and have, so far, had some pretty mixed luck in that respect.

I have no musical talent whatsoever, but my dream is still to be a rambling folk singer. I've totally got the too-much-whiskey voice and melancholy-knowledge songwriting down. Now for the musical aptitude.

The happiest time of my life was when I was living in a ghetto in one of the most crime-ridden cities in America.

I am aberrant, romanesque, and perhaps, chivalrous
What I’m doing with my life
"If wasting time is the only true sin, then I've got a few stains on my record that can't even be classified."

Wandering and getting burned. Flames can be teachers, if you can read the language of scars. Maybe that's just a romantic way of saying I get into trouble a lot, and am a relic of a past era. But, given choice, I'd hang out with Woody, Jack, and R.P. McMurphy over any damn modern fool every day of the week, never mind that one of them never even existed.
I’m really good at
Nude mountain climbing (equipment is for fools; hasn�t anyone ever heard of jumping?), wrestling bears, chopping trees with my bare fists, using wild crocodiles as public transportation, and assembling particle accelerators and supercolliders in minutes from only paperclips, some matches, a couple of sticks of gum, and 60,000 volts of raw manpower. I can make some mean burritos from scratch, too.

Also modesty.

I don't really enjoy listing things I'm good at because, most of the time, I'm not even aware of what they are until someone points them out. I'm good at observing everything except myself, I guess.
The first things people usually notice about me
If I'm doing a good job, they don't.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
A) Books The Stinky Cheese Man (Jon Scieszka & Lane Smith), Cosmic Trigger III: My Life After Death (Robert Anton Wilson), Wasp Factory (Iain Banks), House of Leaves (Mark Z. Danielewski), Labyrinths (Jorge Borges), Naked Lunch (William Burroughs), The Crystal World (J. G. Ballard), Invisible Cities (Italo Calvino), Counterclockworld (Philip K. Dick), One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest (Ken Kesey), South of The Border, West of The Sun (Haruki Murakami), Night On The Galactic Railroad (Kenji Miyazawa), The Little Prince (Antoine de Saint-Exup�ry), looking at my bookshelf for answers and then realizing that I'm not even showing how much I love diversity and variety in reading with said answers. Madeline L'Engle, Philip Pullman, Alan Moore, Grant Morrison, Warren Ellis, and so on.

C) Music The Pretenders, Songs Ohia, Bob Dylan, George Harrison, The Duhks, Millenial Fair, Alejandra Guzman, Kabah, Jumbo, J.S. Bach, Amadeus Mozart, Miles Davis, John Coltrane, Iatan, DJ Qbert, DJ Shadow, Kid Koala, Kool Keith, Prodigy, Hideaki Naganuma, Guitar Vader, Marina V, Sarah McLachdjsanlan (left unmarked because I never even attempt trying to spell her name correctly anymore), Amethystium, Apoptygma Berzerk, Assemblage 23, Burzum, Bal Sagoth, Nortt, Sigur Ros, Mum, Mogwai, Mono (The Japanese One), Mono (The English One), Massive Attack, Bonobo, Fila Brazilia, Air, dZihan & Kamien, Kruder & Dorfmeister, Amon Tobin, Aphex Twin (or any Richard James project), Mike & Rich, u-ziq, Autechre, Orphax, Boards of Canada, Yellow Magic Orchestra, Joe Hisaishi, Yasunori Mitsuda, Akira Yamaoka, The Rolling Stones, The Who, Pink Floyd, King Crimson, Rush, Spock's Beard, Porcupine Tree, H.P. Lovecraft (the cross-medium answer!)

Also SuperGreenX, Nixdorux, Children of The Monkey Machine, Protricity, OverClocked Remix in general

D) Food Victory Gin, saccharine
The six things I could never do without
Only one thing (the self) is necessary and, given that I distinguish the self from the ego very strongly, maybe not even that. Being just above the level of poverty does have this affect on your thinking process.

I don't like the seemingly infinite sea of useless shit in the modern world, but to provide a real answer: silence. That's the only thing. My favorite song, and so, so rare, anywhere.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
All those things that make everyone else say, "Pah! You're wasting your time!" You know, anything of any importance to anything besides yourself. Death and the nature of spirit cross my mind quite a bit. Also a lot of weird and pointless tracks of thought involving overanalyzing the original Super Mario Brothers.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
You're not getting off that easy. You think I'll just tell you my secrets? Where are your torture devices? Mind control drugs? HAH!
I’m looking for
  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 22–48
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For new friends
You should message me if
Unless you've got plans involving killing or robbing me, just take out the, "if," in that sentence. Plans, schemes, or half-baked ideas you thought of after you'd smoked the best Alamout Black in your life involving world domination, mind control on a massive scale, unleashing ancient and evil cosmic gods locked in a vague prison by an unknown priest millennia ago for no real reason are welcome, however.