Nowhere and everywhere, USA
catholic and buddhist and traveler with an eye for everything and nothing and the potent and inconceivable radiancies shining in bright Mind Essence. sorry if my profile pic makes me look like a thirty-year-old italian who’d kill anybody who said something against his mother.
What I’m doing with my life
i’m a writer in new york between jobs right now
I’m pretty good at
being spontaneous, road trips, making sandwiches in advance
The first thing people usually notice about me
i like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop
The six things I could never do without
a handful of crazy stars, the sensation of death kicking at my heels to move on, God in the sky in the form of huge gold sunburning clouds, mañana, a free bed (uncomfortable or comfortable), my boys, madness, kicks, a wealthy girlfriend/wife to support me
I spend a lot of time thinking about
for a complete answer, message me your address and i will send you a 120-foot document of my thoughts
On a typical Friday night I am
probably off fuming and screamin’ in a mountain nook, experiencing wonderment in the bleakness of the mortal realm
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
i’m not opposed to a ménage à trois
I’m looking for
the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars. also like blondes.
You should message me if
you have enough money to bail me out of jail from time to time
Would you message Jack Kerouac?