32 Brunswick, Australia
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My self-summary
I try to maintain theta level brainwaves as often as I can, but the wakeful tentacles of life often pull me out of my cataleptic trance.

'Some witches who had not committed enough crimes were very badly treated by the devil.' I like witches who are treated well by the devil. So if this is you plz message me.

Then if you run into the yellow well that's up to you.

What I’m doing with my life

Watching those with Elysian puppy dog eyes suck ambrosia from a polystyrene tit.
I’m really good at
being aware of pretty fine girls:

Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
At the moment I only read comic books and poetry anthologies, but these are a few of the names in my bookshelf; Baudelaire, Kierkegaard, Ginsberg, Kafka, Plath, Orwell, Asimov, Dylan Thomas, Hesiod, Kerouac, Fitzgerald, De Quincy, Anna Kavan, Nin, Henry Miller.

At the moment I've been watching movies from the silent era.

I do enjoy the sensation of not being hungry. I like food that is novel and new but I'm also fond of simple things like apples and celery.

I like punk. So music with the essence of punk appeals to me, not that it needs to sound 'punk'. I like early batcave stuff from the 80s, early industrial like Skinny Puppy. I have my Cocteau Twins days and I have my Melt Banana days. Which is probably what the lithium is for.

But lately I've been listening to: Gary Numan's first few albums, The Feeling of love, Yellow Swans, Ringo Deathstar, Kap Bambino, Swans, Black Bug, Josephine Baker, and Siouxsie and the Banshees albums that John McGeoch played guitar on.

I was listening to:

VHS Dream, No Age, World of Rubber, The Soft Moon, Clara Rockmore, No Joy, A Place To Bury Strangers, Young Prisms, Dirty Beaches.
The six things I could never do without
Things to laugh at
Bob Dobbs
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Things that I know nothing or very little about.

On a typical Friday night I am
Paste Pot Pete or . . .

Buried in a wall of sound. Or a blanket. Depends. But Hopefully

I'm watching bands. Standing beside the speakers letting the rhythm penetrate my body so that it interferes with the beat of my heart.
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