We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.
How do you know I'm mad?
Journal created:
on 30 March 2008 (#15270141)
Updated:
on 23 December 2014
Name:
Quiddities
Birthdate:
2 September
I enjoy the warm song of a sunny day and the gentle lullaby of rainy night.
"If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise don't even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs. And maybe your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery, isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance. Of how much you really want to do it. And you'll do it, despite rejection in the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods. And the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is."
-Henry Chinaski/Charles Bukowski
MY RECENT TRACKS
accomplishing, andrew wk for president, apathy, carl jung, class, classic hollywood, counter culture, daydreams, depth psychology, femininity, french furniture, glam, gray scale, halloween, hating everything, home appliances, intp, introspection, lace, leather, literature, my cat ink, neutrals, optimal nutrition/fitness, personality theory, romanticism, sarcasm, self-deprecating humor, sophistication, striving, too little, too much, type 4, ugly and tacky shit, velvet, vinyl, visions