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wolven7Today you could be concerned with issues of self-improvement, WOLVEN. You might be thinking about a new physical fitness plan. You could price some exercise equipment or check out local gyms in your area. Or you could be looking at your nutritional health. You might be ready to invest in some powerful vitamins and herbs to bring your body into a greater state of balance. Your system might benefit from a fresh regimen of some sort.
God Lives Underwater - [Medicated To The One I Love]--- Anyway... You remember, a long time ago-- a year, maybe a little less-- i was talking about how you don't Do things for appreciation, and recogniton. You do them, because you care, and you love the things you're doing? Well, that was, in part, bullshit. I need recognition, for things i do. Everyone does. Everyone at least likes to leave the vague, creepy, half-remembered impression of themselves, in their Field, so that the people who come after KNOW that they are not the full originators. That it's a Building Process. And, if we're good, we pay homage, when we can. And, after we're gone, people will disect us, and splay us open to the world.
My point is that, yes, i am leaking. Whenever i am in and Of the World ("Greater is He..."), i leak into it and it into me. There is synergetic influence. And i try not to React, but Act, as always. This person... the Story... Yeah... People.. As a man for {From} Corinth once told me, i really do love to surround myself with mirrors. And I do. Because, in a good mirror, you see yourself, as you really are. And if I'm a mirror, myself, and i can reflect back... Well, we all know what happens, when we face mirrors, at each other. So my web of people is a Web of Mirrors. So i leak Quicksilver. Little reflective puddles of shine that will send you mad and Blind, if you touch them, too often. Best to keep them inside? No. Maybe. But what's in the pools, then? What does that silvershine Taste like?
We all leak into the world around us. Some of us more consciously, and more Effectively than others, because we Want to. We have Goals, in mind. And we all leak that same quicksilver Hatter's Inspiration. We are the Water table. And, in some places, we send out the kind of nutrients that grow grass seeds. In some places we grow black roses. Some places we send out the right combination to foster the kind of psychadelic Undergrowth that holds society, that we can only call it Alive, and leave it there, to its own devices. Either way, we've encouraged a new life. Bland, Exotic, Poisonous, or Hallicinogenic.. Or all of the Above. It's all wonderful.
And yeah, it bugs me a bit, that that guy's on metafilter, seen by thousands (yes, i am human, yes i do envy, yes i do get jealous.), but, though i may have a smaller audience-- if that can be said-- They are an amazing audience. And i, in various ways, am part of Their audiences, as well. Cyclical, Silvered, Lemniscated Mobius Facets. And we love hate eny competewith deny villify enshrine each other, for our Efforts.
I leaked a little. As long as there's Thought, and there's Life, and there's Content, and people Know, then i am, for the most part, ok. I know that there are people out there, who will look at me, and "blame" me. But i take that as a mark of pride... Because i can look at those who went before me (vanity) and "Blame" them. Hofstadter. Yes. All of the Sources. The combinations of old ideas, in new ways, making concepts never-before seen, and, at first, they're "This and This, merged, how Odd.", but later, Later They are Amazing, new, Things of their Own, things That They Own. They are Ideas. There is nothing new, under the sun. Everything under the sun is new. Tick/Destroyed/Tick/Created. And that's Time, and that's Space, and that's Life, and that's Amazing.
"It doesn't exist. You drive through the northern midwest, and you hit some trees, and you drive through, and you've lost four hours, and you have a Vague memory of lots of trees and lots of corn, and you're somewhere else, but Somewhere, in Another Dimension, there's a Clone of you, running around, Killing people. And that's Wyoming." - Me.
Later, all...
God Lives Underwater - [Medicated To The One I Love]--- Anyway... You remember, a long time ago-- a year, maybe a little less-- i was talking about how you don't Do things for appreciation, and recogniton. You do them, because you care, and you love the things you're doing? Well, that was, in part, bullshit. I need recognition, for things i do. Everyone does. Everyone at least likes to leave the vague, creepy, half-remembered impression of themselves, in their Field, so that the people who come after KNOW that they are not the full originators. That it's a Building Process. And, if we're good, we pay homage, when we can. And, after we're gone, people will disect us, and splay us open to the world.
My point is that, yes, i am leaking. Whenever i am in and Of the World ("Greater is He..."), i leak into it and it into me. There is synergetic influence. And i try not to React, but Act, as always. This person... the Story... Yeah... People.. As a man for {From} Corinth once told me, i really do love to surround myself with mirrors. And I do. Because, in a good mirror, you see yourself, as you really are. And if I'm a mirror, myself, and i can reflect back... Well, we all know what happens, when we face mirrors, at each other. So my web of people is a Web of Mirrors. So i leak Quicksilver. Little reflective puddles of shine that will send you mad and Blind, if you touch them, too often. Best to keep them inside? No. Maybe. But what's in the pools, then? What does that silvershine Taste like?
We all leak into the world around us. Some of us more consciously, and more Effectively than others, because we Want to. We have Goals, in mind. And we all leak that same quicksilver Hatter's Inspiration. We are the Water table. And, in some places, we send out the kind of nutrients that grow grass seeds. In some places we grow black roses. Some places we send out the right combination to foster the kind of psychadelic Undergrowth that holds society, that we can only call it Alive, and leave it there, to its own devices. Either way, we've encouraged a new life. Bland, Exotic, Poisonous, or Hallicinogenic.. Or all of the Above. It's all wonderful.
And yeah, it bugs me a bit, that that guy's on metafilter, seen by thousands (yes, i am human, yes i do envy, yes i do get jealous.), but, though i may have a smaller audience-- if that can be said-- They are an amazing audience. And i, in various ways, am part of Their audiences, as well. Cyclical, Silvered, Lemniscated Mobius Facets. And we love hate eny competewith deny villify enshrine each other, for our Efforts.
I leaked a little. As long as there's Thought, and there's Life, and there's Content, and people Know, then i am, for the most part, ok. I know that there are people out there, who will look at me, and "blame" me. But i take that as a mark of pride... Because i can look at those who went before me (vanity) and "Blame" them. Hofstadter. Yes. All of the Sources. The combinations of old ideas, in new ways, making concepts never-before seen, and, at first, they're "This and This, merged, how Odd.", but later, Later They are Amazing, new, Things of their Own, things That They Own. They are Ideas. There is nothing new, under the sun. Everything under the sun is new. Tick/Destroyed/Tick/Created. And that's Time, and that's Space, and that's Life, and that's Amazing.
"It doesn't exist. You drive through the northern midwest, and you hit some trees, and you drive through, and you've lost four hours, and you have a Vague memory of lots of trees and lots of corn, and you're somewhere else, but Somewhere, in Another Dimension, there's a Clone of you, running around, Killing people. And that's Wyoming." - Me.
Later, all...
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Date: 2003-09-14 01:31 am (UTC)Collective Soul - [The World I Know] started playing, when i finished reading your comment.
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KMFDM is a Great Band.
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Luck is not available, longing remains unequalled
Price. mystery signs never-fully
No compassion for the majority"
And:
"If the underground trembles the order is shaken
The betrayal of the soul makes lives sick
With unbeatable (don't know it) we will drive ourselves out
The time of the Long Stays up to the large bums..."
Combination of Literal Babel Fish, and german knowlege translation. I'll ask my professor, for more True to Sentiment transaltions... Right now. *runs off to email.
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