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DementedJesus
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Name: Demented
Country: Germany
Metro: Heidelberg
Gender: Male
Interests: literature, movies, travelling, drugz, music, vampires, paranormal stuff, religion analysis, theology, psychology, psychoanalysis, psychobabble, cheap tricks for cheap kicks, misfits, fiction, racing cars/bikes
Expertise: Talking to Papa Legba
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
MSN: hari_666
ICQ:  15290740
Yahoo:  thecosmicgame
Member Since:
2/17/2004
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| btw, i havent died ... this is what i've been upto : http://picasaweb.google.de/DementedJesus
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| PLAYBOY: Mistake or not, what made you decide to go the rock 'n' roll route?
DYLAN: Carelessness. I lost my one true love. I started drinking. The
first thing I know, I'm in a card game. Then I'm in a crap game. I wake
up in a pool hall. Then this big Mexican lady drags me off the table,
takes me to Philadelphia. She leaves me alone in her house, and it
burns down. I wind up in Phoenix. I get a job as a Chinaman. I start
working in a dime store, and move in with a 13-year-old girl. Then this
big Mexican lady from Philadelphia comes in and burns the house down. I
go down to Dallas. I get a job as a "before" in a Charles Atlas "before
and after" ad. I move in with a delivery boy who can cook fantastic
chili and hot dogs. Then this 13-year-old girl from Phoenix comes and
burns the house down. The delivery boy--he ain't so mild. He gives her
the knife, and the next thing I know I'm in Omaha. It's so cold there,
by this time I'm robbing my own bicycles and frying my own fish. I
stumble onto some luck and get a job as a carburetor out at the hot-rod
races every Thursday night. I move in with a high school teacher who
also does a little plumbing on the side, who ain't much to look at, but
who's built a special kind of refrigerator that can turn newspaper into
lettuce. Everything's going good until that delivery boy shows up and
tries to knife me. Needless to say, he burned the house down, and I hit
the road. The first guy that picked me up asked me if I wanted to be a
star. What could I say?
PLAYBOY: And that's how you became a rock 'n' roll singer?
DYLAN: No, that's how I got tuberculosis.
- Playboy magazine, March 1966 | | |
| There is one purpose to life and one only: to bear
witness to and understand as much as possible of the
complexity of the world - its beauty, its mysteries, its
riddles. The more you understand, the more you look, the
greater is your enjoyment of life and your sense of peace.
That's all there is to it. If an activity is not grounded in
'to love' or 'to learn,' it does not have value.
Anne Rice | | |
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