Izabel Says...

Izabel's Facts & F*ck-Ups: When Boredom Occurs

* I'm a 21-year-old female born to the exiting years of the 80s (horrible hair beheld such decade).

* I grew up in night clubs and hospitals.

* My name is pronounced Ee.Suh.Belle Muh.Roo.Foe and it's NOT a porn star's name (alright James?)

* I like to play with feathers and bottle caps.

* I regret nothing that I have done.

* I am by no means a materialist.

* I went to high school and college.

* I am in love with the idea of absolute freedom.

* Sex is nothing but a physical act as it is eating, defecating & dying.

* Izabel dislikes blind optimism and pointless rage about equally.

* I have a strange fascination and attachment to horror films.

* On my spare time I provide 'Idiot Awareness' F.O.C. (Free Of Charge) to the community.

* Being 'Hardheaded' and sickeningly proud are two of my various qualities.

* I am an a$shole by instinct.

* I'm fluent in Spanish (native labra) yet possess a fetish for Latin, the dead language.

* I'm convinced I'll end up in a mental institution.

* It's fun to be prejudice to those who ARE prejudice.

* Detox phases aren't easy, I know that much.

* The most important things to me are; Freedom, Music & Art.

* I am in love with Teenage Angst even if I'm not a teenager myself.

* I like to write nonsense and have accumulated a massive amount of notebooks impregnated with theoretical wording and pointless lists of things to do/say/get/etc... yet dislike the act of writing due that drives one's self closer to this state of mind which is utterly self-absorbed.

* The meaning of life isn't worth the while, the 'Feeling' of life is.

* Paranoia is not even a question.

* I find the scent of Pink Rose Apple Blossom infatuating.

* I have an obsession with mental and emotional detachment/disaffection.

* I promote sincerity while lacking of it.

* I have abandoned the eternal seek for acceptance from others.

* I have no interest on procreating.

* My goal in life is to fake my death.

* 'Sleeping' isn't part of my night routines.

* I don't please/entertain you, YOU entertain me.

* My guitars names are Frank, Johnathan & Wendy.

* I do not have a favorite film/band/song/food/place/etc.

* I like to consider myself a *Peaceful Being* whenever I fight my violent nature.

* I believe in compassion and the good in [some] people but do not believe in love.

* I have no sense of Romance nor "couple commitment".

* Discipline is not in my vocabulary.

* I see comfort in thought exposure.

* Red & black, combined, mean Protest.

* I appreciate the meaning that religion brings to others & understand it but will NEVER give into it.

* Drawn-on lips and eyebrows scare me sh!tless.

* If you must classify me as something, do so as 'Indolent'.

- Izabel A. Marrupho.

PS. Speaking as a child of the 90s, Damn the Man & F*ck you!



Izabel A. Marrupho: Def. Adverb.
A Conflict Seeker Avoidant, Who Might Posses A Case Of Schizophrenic Disorder. Anti-Authority Artist With Liking For Extroversion And No Religion. Individualistic Self-Proclaimed Genius Coming To Be A Self-Inflicting a*****e. An Existing Cynic Of The Rancid Age. Bred By Frida Kahlo And A Random b*****d. Grown To Rather Have The s**t Beaten Out Of Than Submitting To Your Socialistic Norms To An Insipid Redundancy.

Personal Quote:
Art is the main way of self-expression one has. Self-expression is self pleasure, so art is the finest type of masturbation... Now, Music, as an important branch of the arts, comes to be the most enjoyable. This makes music your 'Artistic Orgasm.'

Trait Snapshot:
expressive, open, self revealing, loves large parties, loud, social, outgoing, does not like social isolation, assertive, social chameleon, positive, always busy, likes to fit in, likes to stand out, enjoys leadership, brutally honest, trusting, optimistic, desires attention, dominant, aggressive, attachment prone, wants to be understood, realistic.


... And now, some of Izabel's Notebook Nonsense. Enjoy.

Boredumb In The Sun
Sept. 2009.

Nothing can hurt me when I'm in your garden due to the Sun's radiance, where one's original nature and unconditioned being can be encountered in safety. The limitations of time and space are stripped away; the soul is refreshed and is temporarily protected from the chaos outside the garden walls. You can do no wrong, it's all to the good in a mud pit of selflessness and a mid sedation. There's no self, no harm, no visciousness. There's only calm and the wind, and the water, and the dirt under my naked feet. Don't waste your energy fighting the prevailing currents. Use them to gain speed onto a better direction. I searched for the place. It was not unconscious, my arrival. I searched for it. I walked for years, roamed for decades. I fount it. It was my fault. I know what's coming to me, I want it. Let it produce the final and climatic battle. To find at last, Absolute Freedom.