12 Jun 07 5:29 am

I don't know anything about Sartre. I cannibalize philosphers, I don't remember which head I cut off of whom, or what mask of face I am borrowing tomorrow, I am the 6 milliion dollar man of philosophizers.

Um, I mean even anyone can say something really cool, that is what I like, unknown people, underrated people.

People teach you things in life, how to blow a bubble, how to whistle without one, how to successful go to the bathroom and do number two. You would be surprized how much I c an learn just by changing my approach. I once forgot to put ,ilk in my coffee, and it threw me off so bad, that I forgot to put the sugar in also, and I was like wow, that tastes good. Doing things like taking a shower left handed, you can almost drown, is like stepping into a shower and truning on the water surprized the nozzle is on. Lately, the past two days, after I ball awhile I take a warm shower to loosen the muscles, but then when my body is all heated and almost reddish, I will tunr the water to cool, because it is still spring and the water is ice cold upstate NY water, and it feels so contrasty. Then I will end wigth my head in the cold very cold water.

I am addicted to going through life and always trying to find some other way to do something, like crossing the street is a big adventure. I'll go up to a sign on the sidewalk and I'll grip it with two hands and shake the fuck out of the post iuntil the sign makes a flopping sound. The yuppies with their dates in the sidewalk restaurants look and wish they could be a child at 40 like me. My brother thinks they are successful. I think not. Life is about doing whatever the fuck you want whenever you want and in front of everyone and nobody. Hey, I was supposed to be dead, this is all gravy.