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autonymous

27 M Singapore, Singapore

My Details

Last Online
Yesterday – 9:07pm
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
Asian
Height
5′ 9″ (1.76m)
Body Type
Skinny
Diet
Strictly anything
Smokes
Yes
Drinks
Very often
Drugs
Sometimes
Religion
Other
Sign
Scorpio, but it doesn’t matter
Education
Graduated from university
Job
Art / Music / Writing
Income
Rather not say
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids
Pets
Likes cats
Speaks
English (Fluently), Chinese (Poorly)

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My self-summary
Free-floating, contingent accumulation of transient, obsessional states, devising hammerfall and doomcrack, searching for the Aleph.

In less wanky terms: I make art. I wander around and think about stuff. Occasionally, I say/write something interesting, and sometimes it gets published.

Despite my profession, when I hear of truth/beauty/authenticity/meaning/etc, I reach for my pistol. Except I don't have one. I suppose I could get a water pistol, and fill it with something unpleasant.
What I’m doing with my life
Looking for reality effects and strange attractors in all the wrong places.

While I'm doing that, I'm also busy reacquainting myself with all the music I got into in those horrifying early days when pirating an entire album was a huge fucking pain.
I’m really good at
spotting cats and other small creatures at long distances. Not the greatest of superpowers, but I'm not complaining. The false positives can be a bit bizarre, though; "hey, a cat! No, wait, that's a plastic bag."

I can click my tongue really, really fast. It seems to amuse people.
The first things people usually notice about me
is that I'm trying quite hard to remember who the hell they are. If I somehow catch myself and effortlessly segue into a random conversation that is designed to remind myself of who they are, it's that I've suddenly started hectoring them on some wild tangent.

Also, my voice. Sometimes I use it to make money.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
The first of each to pop into my head were Tournier - The Ogre, Tarkovsky - The Sacrifice, Winterkälte - Structures of Destruction. Could be favourites. Let's see, what else... Ballard, Kurosawa, Dopplereffekt? Borges, Fellini, Animal Collective? I never could do a proper list of favourites. Shintaro Kago? Man Bites Dog? Neubauten?

How about a big wall of text? Well, that would be like the lists of consumer goods in American Psycho, except with syndev searchability substituted for grace.

There is no life without red wine, whisky, dark ale and black coffee.

Why doesn't this category list vidya? I'll add that at some point.

Currently accessing the following media:

Bourriaud - The Radicant
Re-reading Tournier - The Ogre (The Erl-King, in this rather handsome edition)
Jan Potocki - The Manuscript Found in Saragossa
Mamer & IZ
Baudrillard - Impossible Exchange
Bataille - Louis XXX
Judge Dredd. All of it. May take a while.

Recent:

The Act of Killing
Gravity
The six things I could never do without
A revolver and five bullets makes for a rousing game of Russian Roulette.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Generally, everything. Of late: What to do with your clone - why does the question tend to jump to sex? I think I would. But how about playing chess with them? Or setting up elaborate pranks? Or beating them into a coma and putting them on life-support as a backup organ source?
On a typical Friday night I am
Emulating his most august personage, Bernard Black. Or laughing at pictures of frogs, I dunno.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I am a brass robot, for my people are the feral children of the internet.
I’m looking for
  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 18–35
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating, casual sex
You should message me if
you wish to work towards a definitive statement on the coming trends in men's wear and accessories (a) Together let us explore the stars

Less cryptically, if you're an irreverent, profane hedonist with a deep antipathy towards received dogma - like, if it makes you want to tear your hair out, plait a garrote and start racking up a bodycount.

If you suspect the world to be basically insane and feel an irrepressible urge to dive in, Fantastic Voyage style, to tinker with its guts. The world is huge - that means it has huge guts! RIP AND TEAR