Friends, Activity Partners

Sep 2003

Miami Reston Seattle

http://profiles.friendster.com/1990590

daydreaming sinecure

food, sound, vision

this doesn't mean nothin, seein as I don't reads.

flight of the navigator, guy maddin, jodorowsky, tarkovsky, blahblovsky, mamavsky, kakavski, vodkavski, paradjanov, shitstain, persian gulf, and james cameron. medea. two lane blacktop. tinto brass. wim wenders. you get the point.

weird al. old scratchy french records. brazilian psychedelic music from the 60s and 70s. the obscure. booger

the sitcom that i am currently writing will annihilate every standard of television and i will take over the world.

I'm into some heavy shit man. Back in 72 I read this book
called New Shaman: A Mushroom Eater's Bible and that's when
I started creating a new headspace for myself and just sort
of saying fuck this patriarchal rationality horseshit you
know? Not like I just dropped out of the scene like
Beefheart, who like, lives in the middle of fuckin Nevada
in a trailer or something, I mean not that I blame him he's
like got late stage parkinson's but I mean I sort of re-
circuited myself and became what I call the New Man, or
what Terrence McKenna calls Elves. Or maybe that was me.
Yeah it was me. So like flashforward to 1981 and the
Reakkkan Administruction is like fucking up EVERYTHING
right? I was crashing on cocaine and just sort of fucking
the man, working in a warehouse at Texas Instruments in
Waco. I got really down and I guess lost my Godself True
Self, the Holy Thou, right? And I really had to kind of
come down and settle, like I had just busted up my 3rd
marriage and shit. Anyway, I met this Traveller named Paco
who was in between spaces like me, like at a Crossroads,
and he was like look man I have this friend who works on a
hippie kibbutz outside of Santa Fe and would I want to
come? And I was like can you smoke dope on a kibbutz or is
it kosher or what? And he was like yeah man you can smoke
dope. Yeah so that's where I met Tiffany Ellen Gotama
Heruka Gwenollyyn, and she became my wife right, she was
sort of this heavy goddess type. I don't mean heavy in the
spiritual sense I mean she was a goddess type, like she was
really fat. But by this time I was like cool whatever man
a chick's a chick and I'm gonna fuckin die anyway. She
became my wife and convinced me to change my name whenever
I felt what she called a vasissitude or something, and I
said look sister sorry to disappoint but I got a vasectomy
after my 2nd old lady. But she explained it was all about
transformation and new lives and what not. Long story
short, I'm doin good now and wouldn't mind meeting some
amigos who border or make forearrays into my headspace. I
sell jewelery on a table at coffee shops.

i'm sorry friendster baby, i love you girl, i didn't mean to
hurchoo... i promised you the world i know, but i got to go,
it's just girl, you move too slow. i got these images,
these images in my mind's eye girl, i got these images, but
they take too long to load.