Rafael Vigilantics

I OWN THINGS, like Vigilantics clothing, a manuscript to change the world, and a blueprint for how foolish I am. I HAVE THINGS, like an Itch under my left knee, an old scar on my cheek from getting hung on a pot hook, a kickboxing title, more street credentials than all you punx put together, only sympathy for the devil, a good left hook, a strong drinking hand, an insatiable love for the ladies, two left feet, and about five hits of acid left. I WENT OUT, into the world to see if the people I didn't know were as amazing as the ones I did. I FOCUSED ON things I wanted to happen, in total expectation. I BURNED THE same bridge three times and then floated across the ocean on one of the smoldering logs. I SOUGHT OUT adventure and new stories when I got sick of telling my old ones. I MET mermaids who claimed that they were astronauts and dated women who were just stars exploding. I SUMMONED angels in the name of death and made ties that will never be broken. I WENT under when I should have gone over and said things that I should have just thought about. I MADE IT out alive without being sterilized, standardized, or lobotomized. I FORGOT what I was talking about and decided that it didnt matter. CHEERS BIG EARS. Anything else you want to know about me consult your Crowley deck or the back of my slap hand.

After all that truth and cocky bullshit
let me say.
I am unsure how to use this site. But I am trying. Bare with me.