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| User: | datapanik (84584) 20 Minutes Into The Future
Do My Kisses Burn, Baby? |
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| Name: | Sapphire Bullets of Pure Love | |||||||||
| Website: | Predicate Magazine | |||||||||
| Location: | Cette Putain de Machine, Afghanistan | |||||||||
| E-mail: | daniel.saavedra@bluebottle.com | |||||||||
| Bio: | "The only characteristic freaks share is our knowledge that we don't fit in. Anywhere. It is for you, freaks—my loves—I am writing, and it is about you." —Daniel Saavedra, The Land Between Solar Systems. Writer · Raconteur · Storyteller · Fabulist · Harolding Maudist · Gentleman Junkie
Would you take me out of nowhere? The Angel of Death was at my shoulder earlier, breathing her fumes of sulfur upon my neck and whispering, "Your life has been full and rich. Now, you must accompany me." After discussion, I’ve been granted a little more time. However, the Angel waits just beyond my door, patient but checking her watch—and yes, this angel is a woman, for never could a man seduce me in the way she does. And so, your adoring narrator is not long for this world; a brief time, a moment of rest upon the wind, and the scorching flame of exploding galaxies that is my life will finally claim me. The passion is too great, the drunkenness on the vines of love too depleting, the runaway train too far down the track for salvation. My life will soon end in mad indulgence, and the seizing of dreams that have heretofore eluded me. This will be an essentially natural death, though at too young an age—for it’s only natural that my excesses have claimed me. However, until it happens, I will learn to dance the paso doble and, I hope, finish my novel. We’ll see. The race is on, and I’m running as fast as I can. But the Angel of Death is, as they say, a harsh mistress and will not wait for my eccentricities to be massaged. And this is not a suicide note, for suicide is a loser’s choice. No, this is merely a screed announcing the awareness of my eminent demise. One day, my entries will end—without announcement—and you’ll know that I’m gone. I was never destined to grow old, for diminishing faculties and faltering mind have always been objects of revulsion to me. I’m steadily dying, by contrast, in the way I’ve always wanted to: Because the world is a great big beautiful bitch who demands the deepest goddamned kiss I can give her. Hang on for the ride, if you’re so inclined. It promises to be a rollicking one. PS: We all have the disease: The disease of being finite. Therefore, live wonderfully and meaningfully. This is my prayer for you: Imagination, a stern will, and lots of raucous laughs. I wish you a wild mix of people to breeze through and linger with over time. Be well, my friends—and watch out: The punch is spiked. Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo. A notorious drunk, Daniel Saavedra is a failed writer having published only twice in his life: Once in print, with Clark Humphrey’s Seattle-based MISC Magazine, and once online, at miscmedia.com, where he whined about Seattle cops closing in on septum-pierced, krypto-anarchist, trust-fund babies who were protesting something—heck, after all it is Seattle, home of society’s rejects and sniveling malcontents—and unconvincingly tried to bring himself off as an innocent caught in the crossfire. In actuality, he was drunk as a skunk at the time of the incident, barely able to see the keyboard while composing his screed, and in the hospital for alcohol poisoning at the time of its publication on the Web. These days, tumbler of vodka close at hand, he spends numberless hours—sometimes days at a stretch if the Stoli and unfiltered French cigarettes hold out—prowling InsaneJournal and posting his facile and pleonastic attempts at fiction, occasionally leavening the mix with bleary-eyed, booze-sodden observations of the world around him. Appropriately, he lives in Seattle’s skid row, surviving solely on one-dollar burritos from the corner store, and hasn’t had a girlfriend in years. His one attempt at recovery from addiction ultimately met with a universal ban by Alcoholics Anonymous and some of the groups currently hold restraining orders against him. It’s predicted—confidently—that he will die alone, be raided for organs at the University of Washington Medical Center, and dumped into a waste disposal unit. | |||||||||
| Interests: | 150: agnosticism, albert camus, alexander trocchi, alien sex fiend, american literature, atheism, bauhaus, black flag, buzzcocks, catastrophe ballet, charles bukowski, chiva, crass, creative writing, crispin hellion glover, cure, daniel dennett, danielle dax, david bowie, dead kennedys, decoded feedback, deine lakaien, denis diderot, diamanda galas, emma goldman, english literature, federico garcia lorca, fiction, france, freethought, french literature, gabriel garcia marquez, gang of four, gary numan, generation x, george orwell, glam, gore vidal, goth, henry miller, henry rollins, heroin, honore de balzac, hunter s. thompson, hélène cixous, iggy pop, individuality, industrial, jacques derrida, james joyce, jean genet, jean-jacques rousseau, jean-paul sartre, jello biafra, joy division, julio cortázar, junk, ken kesey, kenneth rexroth, ketamine, kevorkian death cycle, literature, louis althusser, lowlifes, lydia lunch, maraichinage, marcel proust, march violets, maximum rock'n'roll, metal urbain, michel foucault, miguel de unamuno, mikhail bakunin, ministry, misfits, music, new model army, new york dolls, nina hagen, noam chomsky, opiates, opium, outcasts, outlaws, pablo neruda, pariahs, patti smith, peter kropotkin, peter murphy, pogues, post-structuralism, postmodernism, pretenders, proto-punk, punk, ramones, rené descartes, residents, richard dawkins, richard hell, robert g. ingersoll, rogues, samuel beckett, saul bellow, seattle sinner, secular humanism, sex gang children, sex pistols, simone de beauvoir, siouxsie and the banshees, sisters of mercy, ska, slits, smack, spain, spanish, spanish literature, special k, stephane mallarme, stooges, stranglers, switchblade symphony, t. rex, tawneelynne is a liar, tenashachor, the damned, the germs, the residents, thomas jefferson, thomas paine, threatening to gangbang tawnee, throbbing gristle, tom waits, turbonegro, uk decay, uk subs, ultravox, umberto eco, vagabonds, vagrants, vampire: the masquerade, velvet underground, vladimir nabokov, vnv nation, vodka martinis, wayfarers, william s. burroughs, writing, x, x-ray spex. | |||||||||
| Schools: | David W. Carter High School - Dallas, TX | |||||||||
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