I am too sexy for Milan, New York, and Japan.
My Self-Summary
I want to do what I can to change the world but still do my best to
realizing the full potential of what is right here and right
now.
I am doing my best to destroy demolish my ego. I am not all that
into self denial right now and don't feel ashamed about seeking out
pleasure. I essentially see myself as a consciousness and do not
consider myself as holding any loyalty or being an entity of any
constructed category such as ethnicity, nationality, religion or
race and only very slightly prejudiced in favor of Humanity. One of
my goals in life is to have an Elephant friend. I am a people
pleaser, I believe there is inherent joy in making people feel
good.
I am never judgmental, I like to meet people of varying lifestyles
and have found everybody is absolutely ridiculous when they show
you their real self.... Except for me, of course, I am absolutely
non-ridiculous.
What I’m doing with my life
Trying to experience everything I can and help the world as much as
I can.
Teaching, Writing, Traveling, reading, doing my best to communicate
with the people around my world and understand the universe outside
of my own perspective.
I’m really good at
cooking
not-dancing (or dancing when it is inappropriate to dance)
avoiding forms or adding rediculous little comments to the margins
and inbetween the lines.
The first things people usually notice about me
I don't know, ask them.
My favorite books, movies, music, and food
Conrad, Dostoyeveski, Goldman, "under the lions paw", orwell
Kurt V, Reed, non fiction, political theory ....
ska, jazz, punk, blues, classical, ethnic, tsiftiteli,
rebetiko....
burgers, spicy food, seafood basically everything
I generally like all sorts of things
I don't like dime store novels or processed anything.
The six things I could never do without
Forms to fill out,
Cover letters,
applications,
That nauseous uneasy felling that your stomach hasn't quite woken
up along with that no-sleep headache you know just isn't going to
go away at all, coming after wrestling yourself out of what was
arguably the most glorious sleep you have ever had and coming
before having to go out into a desolate cold that our species
wasn't designed to survive in order to go to something you would
consider long and abrasive even under the best of conditions.
Dry heaves (what a way to spend a night)
getting randomly punched in the stomach
giving up on childhood dreams
disapointing people
accidentally crapping my pants just a little bit when I fart
Being embarrised
Shame cycles
Farting on my hand and than smelling that hand in order to
determine if my farts do in fact stink... because I don't think
they do.
triping all over myself in front of a lot of people.
Intense and overwhelming feelings of disapointment with
myself
The thrill of loosing.
Racing competitively and making to deisision to quit during the
last kick.
My Ipod
My dungarees
My Jaguar
My materialism
My love of myslef
The fact that my country's army can beat up your country's army in
a fight... beootch
Stealing from one homeless person, giving the stolen property to
another homeless person and watching the conflict that arises from
a safe distance, of course still with good view.
stream of consciousness
rediculousness
writing
thinking
libraries
unlimited metro
I spend a lot of time thinking about
homeostasis
On a typical Friday night I am
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The most private thing I’m willing to admit here
I moonlight as Batman, no biggie, just always need to be in view of
the sky at all times.
You should message me if
you have a face... I am not getting involed with any more faceless
monsters.