I'm essentially the bastard child of a half-assed postmodern generation, in the attempt to find meaning in the meaningless.
The electricity of crowds, people, life, garnering trust between two consciousnesses through the medium of the written word.
Jorge Luis Borges, Vladimir Nabokov, Italo Calvino, Goethe, Don DeLillo, Roberto Bolano, Haruki Murakami, Ovid, Cervantes, Julio Cortazar, Andre Breton, Thomas Mann, James Joyce, Marcel Proust, Spinoza, Paul Valery, Leo Tolstoy, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Thomas Pynchon, Samuel Beckett, Fernando Pessoa, Stephane Mallarme, Ezra Pound, Walter Benjamin, Charles Bauldelaire, Wallace Stevens, Boccaccio, Chaucer, Scheherazade, Robert Musil, Hermann Broch, Nikolai Gogol, Thomas Bernhard, W.G. Sebald, Philip K. Dick, Georges Perec, Ludwig Wittgenstein, Michel de Montaigne, Robert Burton, William Shakespeare, Karl Marx, Georges Bataille, Carlos Fuentes, William Gaddis, Arthur Rimbaud, King James Bible, William Faulkner, Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, William S. Burroughs, Hegel, Charles Fort, Robert Coover, William H. Gass, Donald Barthelme, John Barth, H.P. Lovecraft, Victor Hugo, Honore de Balzac, Franz Kafka, Herman Melville, Hart Crane, J. G. Ballard, Friedrich Nietzsche, Dante, H.G. Wells, John Milton, Percy Shelley, Thomas De Quincey, Samuel Johnson, Lewis Carroll, Schopenhauer, Rudyard Kipling, Robert Louis Stevenson, Kierkegaard, Virgil, Walt Whitman, Oscar Wilde, the Kabbalah, G.K. Chesterton, Homer, Heraclitus, Edgar Allan Poe, David Hume, etc.
No one has written on Luis Miguel Lopez's wall.
No one has written on Luis Miguel Lopez's wall.