SAMO©, a graffiti tag once used by teenaged Jean-Michel Basquiat and Al Diaz, was resurrected into an autonomously conscious god. Some evidence of his past life still adorn the body of new york city:

SAMO© MY MOUTH, THEREFORE AN ERROR.

SAMO© SAVES IDIOTS AND GONZOIDS...

SAMO© AS AN END TO BOGUS PSEUDO INTELLECTUAL.

SAMO©...4 MASS MEDIA MINDWASH ,NOWHERE POLITICS AND BOGUS PHILOSOPHY.

SAMO© AS AN ALTERNATIVE TO GOD.

SAMO© ... 4 THE SO-CALLED AVANT-GARDE.

in central park, he often trembled in doubt: can an idea be a god, be a living person? Is it possible to fall in love with an idea? If all he wanted was to be an idea, how come that he has a body at all?

as ampelos, li ye and I sat with him in neptune diner, we sought no answers to these questions. He told us of a childhood on the basketball courts of Jamaica, Queens. a bashful, beautiful god fearful of eternity, he writes about all-too-now music, and all-too-mortal musicians.

though they have never met, he is endlessly fascinated by ruth and naomi. he has listened to her albums, and read all of her blog posts.