nothing to see here.
vivere pericolosamente

stories through the eyes of an explorer; a mind forever voyaging through strange seas of thought alone.

in other words; art.

Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.

Ultimate freedom. An extremist. An aesthetic voyager whose home is the road. 

He is amoral, anarchistic, gentle, and overcivilized to the point of decadence. He is always ten steps ahead of the game because of his awareness, an example of which might be meeting a girl and rejecting her, because he knows they will date, hold hands, kiss, neck, pet, fornicate, perhaps marry, divorce—so why start the whole thing? He knows the hypocrisy of bureaucracy, the hatred implicit in religions—so what values are left for him?—except to go through life avoiding pain, keep his emotions in check, and after that, “be cool,” and look for kicks. He is looking for something that transcends all this bullshit and finds it in jazz.

Τρία πάθη, απλά, αλλά κατακλυσμιαία, εξουσιάζουν τη ζωή μου: η λαχτάρα για αγάπη, η αναζήτηση της γνώσης και η ανυπόφορη θλίψη για τα βάσανα του ανθρώπινου είδους.

The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic
Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict