It has been the same as far back as I can remember. Even though I spend many conscious moments attempting to force my mind to travel in this beautiful way, I am never able to recreate the flight...not in words, not in ink, not in thought. But, I have learned a day’s dream can fuel a nighttime’s tryst.
And so, it is always late at night and always when I am most hopeful that it begins. At the bottom of the stairs I stand and wait. The moment is always the same. I take a deep breath, and then with my arms outstretched, I lean forward. The lift is immediate. I glide easily up the staircase, out into to the open expanse of the room, and then out the front door.
Once outside, I rise even further and the world below me becomes smaller and I become bigger. I am always alone while I fly. I am light. Flight is effortless and I am unencumbered. I am fearless. And, as I acknowledge that wonderful feeling I become aware that I will soon wake up and it will be over. I will return to my feet with gravity’s hold on me and the notion that I can accomplish anything as long as I stand.
p.s. my pockets are lined with holes big enough to hold coins and small enough to sift dirt.
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No Contest
even if no one gets me, if i'm the only one laughing at my jokes, i won't hide myself away from life. it's uncertain and it's dirty and it's fucking exciting, and i want to be a part of all of it.
it's too good to waste in hiding.
toujours
February, 21, 2009 1:27 AM
it's too good to waste in hiding.
toujours
February, 21, 2009 1:27 AM
heart full
Today on my way home from class, I stopped off at the petrol station for some petrol. I paid on my card which wasn’t a lot, and then as I was getting into my car, I saw an old man walking past the building. He had a red and green stripy jumper which was frayed at the ends. He was also wearing some jeans that were dirty and had holes all over.
I sat there and became intrigued by him because I didn’t know what he was doing, so as I sat there and watched him, he continued doing what he set out to do.
He walked past the trash cans and first picked out a cup with some drink still in it (one of the cups that you get from burger king that has coke in it). He then walked over to the next trash can and pulled out the end of a half eaten sandwich. In my shock horror, he ate it and then went to sit on the wall to drink the drink he had found.
I felt sad, I wanted to give him my last $4 that I had but I was told when I was younger that you should never give people money, you should give them something they need or can use because that way, if they had an addiction, they would not be able to use the money for their addiction. So I went into the shop and bought a chicken sandwich from their deli counter and then walked out of the building.
The guy was still sat at the wall drinking his drink so I walked up to him and asked him if he would like this sandwich. He thanked me and said that he was hungry.
I should of felt good after that, doing something for someone else but all I could think of is where his next meal will come from or where in fact he will sleep tonight.
Fimble Star
September 30, 2008 8:08 PM
(Tonight, although I am cold and my feet are sore, my belly is full.)
I sat there and became intrigued by him because I didn’t know what he was doing, so as I sat there and watched him, he continued doing what he set out to do.
He walked past the trash cans and first picked out a cup with some drink still in it (one of the cups that you get from burger king that has coke in it). He then walked over to the next trash can and pulled out the end of a half eaten sandwich. In my shock horror, he ate it and then went to sit on the wall to drink the drink he had found.
I felt sad, I wanted to give him my last $4 that I had but I was told when I was younger that you should never give people money, you should give them something they need or can use because that way, if they had an addiction, they would not be able to use the money for their addiction. So I went into the shop and bought a chicken sandwich from their deli counter and then walked out of the building.
The guy was still sat at the wall drinking his drink so I walked up to him and asked him if he would like this sandwich. He thanked me and said that he was hungry.
I should of felt good after that, doing something for someone else but all I could think of is where his next meal will come from or where in fact he will sleep tonight.
Fimble Star
September 30, 2008 8:08 PM
(Tonight, although I am cold and my feet are sore, my belly is full.)
It helped.
Jennicula,
Thank you for sharing your story. Although it only appeared briefly, I was lucky enough to have caught it.
Once upon a time, for me, that was the best part of this place...having my words related back to me from another's perspective.
And it never mattered to me who said it, just that it meant something to the writer.
Thank you for sharing your story. Although it only appeared briefly, I was lucky enough to have caught it.
Once upon a time, for me, that was the best part of this place...having my words related back to me from another's perspective.
And it never mattered to me who said it, just that it meant something to the writer.
Blog header image by: Anima
I would like to credit the photographer and thank her for sharing her work.
something
Don't let anyone tell you how to live your life. Hold your head up high and be proud of who you are. If you've had a shitty day and you feel like people just don't want you to be happy, and when you find yourself struggling to make it through the day, just keep on believing and keep the faith. Also, from personal experience, don't push people away. When they say they want to help and that they are there for you, let them in. Believe me, I know how fucking scary that thought is, but don't shut others out.
paperheartxx
September 22, 2008 11:07 PM
paperheartxx
September 22, 2008 11:07 PM
Retro-spectacled
Sometimes, when you look back on stuff in your life, you know, the crap that makes you shake your head and say, "Holy shit, what the Hell was I thinking?" it's part of what makes you - you.
I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have made small mistakes and really big, fucking scary mistakes. Would I change those mistakes and blunders?
No. Wanna know why?
Because they make me - me. They help make up the person that I am, what I've learned the hard way. Hopefully I've learned from my mistakes and have become a better person for it. And, hopefully I don't repeat those same mistakes. Although, sometimes I repeat variations of certain ones, but I'm working on that. :)
Jennicula
June 11, 2008 11:19 AM
I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have made small mistakes and really big, fucking scary mistakes. Would I change those mistakes and blunders?
No. Wanna know why?
Because they make me - me. They help make up the person that I am, what I've learned the hard way. Hopefully I've learned from my mistakes and have become a better person for it. And, hopefully I don't repeat those same mistakes. Although, sometimes I repeat variations of certain ones, but I'm working on that. :)
Jennicula
June 11, 2008 11:19 AM
aloft
Blazing against the sun
like locusts,
samaras swarm the sky
and skitter to an earthly end,
dry
like clever words.
I want to make them fly up,
flip heaven upside down
and dance across the top of hell
and sing your thoughts
to the sound of thunder
that you love so well,
rip open the littered sky
and bathe in the light
or draw across the firmament
the blanket of the night.
In only a day they have
covered the ground,
their brief flight
yielding nothing permanent
on infertile land,
a fleeting moment of swarming glory
that calls to mind our own
short story:
Diamonds and petals,
the loom and the light,
the inkdark moon, foxfire marsh,
an open, waiting hand.
Clever winged seeds
of childhood reminiscent--
and like the idiot grown-up heart,
as stubbornly indehiscent.
Weaver Girl
May 26, 2008 11:27 PM
like locusts,
samaras swarm the sky
and skitter to an earthly end,
dry
like clever words.
I want to make them fly up,
flip heaven upside down
and dance across the top of hell
and sing your thoughts
to the sound of thunder
that you love so well,
rip open the littered sky
and bathe in the light
or draw across the firmament
the blanket of the night.
In only a day they have
covered the ground,
their brief flight
yielding nothing permanent
on infertile land,
a fleeting moment of swarming glory
that calls to mind our own
short story:
Diamonds and petals,
the loom and the light,
the inkdark moon, foxfire marsh,
an open, waiting hand.
Clever winged seeds
of childhood reminiscent--
and like the idiot grown-up heart,
as stubbornly indehiscent.
Weaver Girl
May 26, 2008 11:27 PM
Electric Blue
…today I saw a ulysses butterfly it was in our yard and settled to feed on our hibiscus. They really are fantastically beautiful things, the electric blue is amazing, however as they sit with their wings closed they are rather nondescript and dull. Sometimes people are like that, from the outside they seem unappealing but within there hides an amazing beauty for those lucky enough to see it. I hope you appreciate beauty in all things, and look for it perhaps where others miss it.
ergoproxy
April 29, 2008 4:45 AM
ergoproxy
April 29, 2008 4:45 AM
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL.
I read your post again and suddenly without warning memories of construction paper filled my head. I remembered all the lop-sided flowers my girls made when they were young. Bright blue, yellow and pink flowers that were cut out with blunt end scissors would fill the windows to decorate for Easter. An occasional bunny was attempted but those usually ended up looking like creatures from a horror movie. Flowers were so much easier. I can close my eyes and hear the paper being cut into petals. I can smell the Elmer’s glue squirted on in huge blobs to attach each misshapen petal to form the flowers. We had a huge arts and crafts box full of wonderful items just waiting for their imaginations to turn into something wonderful. In my mind I see my daughters, as they once were, small, blond little girls sitting on the floor surrounded by scraps of paper and other art supplies. They would create their masterpieces then proudly show each other. Oh and Lord the messes that would ensue if the glitter made an appearance. Now, the box is forgotten. I’m not really sure where it even is anymore. The few flowers so lovingly created that survived are faded and dusty and high on a shelf they sit. Time marches on, so many things get left behind.
Today was the first Easter I spent alone. I don’t think it really upset me until I remembered the construction paper flowers. Of course I understand that my daughters are growing up and have lives of their own. But understanding doesn’t make it any easier to accept. I miss my little girls in their frilly Easter dresses. I miss the laughter that filled the house when they found what the Easter Bunny left for them. And I miss making the damn flowers.
Elena
March 24, 2008 3:57 AM
Today was the first Easter I spent alone. I don’t think it really upset me until I remembered the construction paper flowers. Of course I understand that my daughters are growing up and have lives of their own. But understanding doesn’t make it any easier to accept. I miss my little girls in their frilly Easter dresses. I miss the laughter that filled the house when they found what the Easter Bunny left for them. And I miss making the damn flowers.
Elena
March 24, 2008 3:57 AM
From the corner.
I wonder if you noticed
all our friends playing
Some had never tried before
and the result was amazing.
Poems from the corner
from the left and right
We did our best to keep them flowing
Late into this night.
If nothing else was accomplished
I hope we made someone see
How truly beautiful and amazing
a poem can be.
Sdock10
March 13, 2008 11:36 PM
all our friends playing
Some had never tried before
and the result was amazing.
Poems from the corner
from the left and right
We did our best to keep them flowing
Late into this night.
If nothing else was accomplished
I hope we made someone see
How truly beautiful and amazing
a poem can be.
Sdock10
March 13, 2008 11:36 PM
Thank You. Truly.
"This little world has grown around us, out of nothing, and it is a remarkable thing. Even the dark and dirty parts, the violent parts. Humanity will not thrive without passion."
Redrum
March 1, 2008 3:13 AM
Redrum
March 1, 2008 3:13 AM
Uncondensed
Your words are what give value to this space.
Never do that again.
Yes, I am aware.
Character Advocacy.
"Don't ever pretend to be something you're not. You are who you are, and no one can change that. The people who don't like the real you are just gonna have to suck it. Don't take shit from anyone. Don't crumble. Throw a few birds, and walk on.
I'm still trying to do this, so maybe we can work on it together."
mustardisbetter
January 16, 2008 4:48 PM
I'm still trying to do this, so maybe we can work on it together."
mustardisbetter
January 16, 2008 4:48 PM
Art by: Toujours
“I decided to stop pitying myself. Other than my eye, two things aren't paralyzed, my imagination and my memory.”
Jean-Dominique Bauby
Jean-Dominique Bauby
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1 – 200 of 2128 Newer› Newest»Hey Mayo
So it's just me, huh? And Solly.
You skeered? ^_~
I do kind of the same thing. Then when I wake up, I'm depressed that it wasn't true. When I was a kid, I refused to believe it was only a dream and I would spend the rest of the day trying to figure out how to make it real. This, of course, never went well. ;D
I am light.
Yes you are. ^_^
^But you knew that, I think? Yes?
OMG! Have you ever slid down a banister before? ^_^
Me either. I always wanted to.
Hey Jules.
And if you didn't, (but I think you do,) then the answer in in my blog, okay? What you asked for.
If you're on, Mayo, then enjoy this lovely, chilly, dreary Sunday. (Dreary days are kind of nice, I think.)
Well, even if you're not on, enjoy it anyway. ^_^
Hello Princess! Have you ever slid down a banister* yourself? I tried, once. In a hotel. It didn't end well.
*Almost wrote "barrister." O_O
Bwahahaha!
Mayo,
Come on. Where you at? I know you be lurking.
Mayo,
Ok, I wanted to say something really clever but Solly told me no.
O_O
So I won't.
I guess it depends on the context.
Hello everyone.
I hope this doesn't sound to stalkery (I prefer the term "observant") but your front door is on the second storey? That's kinda cool. I wonder which way it faces, because directions all have symbolism. Like, my front door is to the west. I like it that way. I sleep east to west, too. I decided that when I moved in here, and there was a reason (it was supposed to make you dream a certain way) but I forgot what it was.
Mayonaise said...
I guess it depends on the context.
Of course it does. ^_^
Anyway I hope you liked it. :)
I have to walk the dogs y'all, be back in a few.
Hey man. You okay today? ^__^
So it's just me and you again, huh? And Solly in the background.
I am well.
It is always good to wake up from that dream. Been the same since I was a kid, it's kinda cool that it never really changes. Well...sometimes the flight pattern changes, but it always starts the same.
The best part of those dreams is the rising, anxious feeling inside that asks, When will I fall?
But you don't.
Eat it, gravity.
Can I call you Casper? ^_~
I never remember mine. Ever have those 'falling-type' dreams? Like off a cliff or something?
redrum said...
Eat it, gravity.
Hehe, I hate that bitch.
smoke&venom20 said...
Ever have those 'falling-type' dreams? Like off a cliff or something?
And then you jerk awake and scare the christ out of yourself? Yeah,I have those too!
Mayo, and anyone here: Would you ever go skydiving?
I thought you had left...yes, I did, it was lovely, and thank you.
Solly says yes, she would.
I say hell to the nah. Nope. Noway. No sky-diving for me.
I might land on my tiara and that would not be good at all. O_o
I only had to walk take my dogs for a run. ^_^
I'm so glad, and honestly, thank you.
Hi, Mayo!
You know what Freud said about dreaming you were flying, don't you?
Hello mayonaise. Hey everyone. Smokie, I had one of those dreams before, and when I feel that sensation, I feel like I'm trapped in my dream and there's no way of escaping.
Those kind of dreams suck ass.
Princess, tell Solly she has to go on the plane first in order to jump out. ^_^
I would, but I totally don't blame you for not wanting to. It kinda goes against human nature, jumping out of a perfectly good airplane.
Hey there Mayo.
Hello Mayo, Kapu, S&V e Redrum.
“Would you ever go skydiving?"
I think I would. It could be a great way to escape reality for a couple of hours...
No bungee jumping either. I would, however, ride in a race car at 200mph.
^_^
...and hello Mya and BC, of course!
Mya,glad to see you're back! :)
Thanks, Bella.
Actually, I'm not really back...
For some reason I just decided to check Mayo's and found the new post...
Have you ever felt bad... mentally... and not really known why?
That's how I feel today.
I think I'll go take a walk or something.
See you guys later.
Bellatrix, good to read you. :D
smoke&venom20 said...
No bungee jumping either.
I hear that. I wouldn't either. It looks like it hurts, whatwith the whole, you know, "OMG plummeting head first and getting jerked back up by the ankles!!" aspect of it.
I would, however, ride in a race car at 200mph.
I'll let you ride to work with me one morning. ;D
Hi mya. I missed you. I left a comment on your blog last night. Hi Bella. How are you dear? *kisses both cheeks, then hugs*
Hello anon.
bird of night?
?
Awwww, okay. Sorry you're feeling bad, Mya.
Hey Bella!
Hey Mayo,
Gotta question, since you are like the internet and all, right? Okay. Have you ever installed a cd rw? Solly is about to go buy me a brand new computer cuz she's gonna eff this one up baaadddd.
^_^
Hi, BC, and thanks for the comment
Bye mya. Take care
It's good.
Good to see you, Mayo.
Hey everybody.
Coincidence.
Merely this and nothing more. ;D
Take a name?
Your welcome mya. See you. Hello other anon.
Hello hello!
How is everybody?
Peter Pan.
It's like in Peter Pan!
Damn, I always loved that movie.
Thank you Kapu! :D
I have, Mya.
I’m quite unapproachable when it happens.
Rememeber if you wanna talk we're here,okay?
*HUG*
Hey BC!
*KISSES AND HUGS BACK*
I'm fine, thanks. And you?
Hello to mustard and soobhan!
Mayo, if you are still lurking hope you’re having a nice Sunday!
Just think happy thoughts.
Yes! Think Happy Thoughts!
Solly is smiling right now. She said, "Thank you, Mayo." ^_^
"Damn, I always loved that movie."
Ah, I know what you mean!
Hiya mustard. Hello my lovely and adorable pancake-zilla. How are you? I'm alright, eating a sandwich and watching goodfellas.
mustardisbetter said...
Peter Pan.
It's like in Peter Pan!
Damn, I always loved that movie.
We were absolutely thinking the same thing. I hated the Disney movie, but the book is one of my all time favorites. I love it more as an adult than I did as a kid. I more or less disliked Peter himself though, the bratty little demon (although he evoked sympathy sometimes and was fascinating,) but I have an unnatural obsession with Captain Jas. Hook. I mean, ridiculously. ^_^
Spirit that haunts this dark lagoon to-night! Dost hear me?
*not MAYO*
And I wanna thank you for the addition to the page. That night was rough, but totally amazing and totally beautiful.
Anonymous said...
Just think happy thoughts.
Heeee. ^_^
Tell her I am sorry that it wouldn't format correctly.
Hello Bella!
Come va?
Ok, so you know how most everything will remind you of a song, right?
Okay. So now I'm hearing Tom Petty.
I'm learning to fly
But I ain't got wings
Oh, Mayo! How lovely of you. It means a lot, honestly. Your poetry-geeks could all just squeeze you for that. ^_^
I hated the Disney movie, but the book is one of my all time favorites.
Well, as a kid, I always wondered why Peter looked like a girl.
It really confused my childhood.
Guess what? I missplaced it, too. >_<
Mayonaise, that's right. Just think happy thoughts. Have a great sunday sweetheart.
I'm alright Bella, thanks for asking.
Hello, my lovely BC!
I so want that sandwich of yours!!!
hi and a nice afternoon/evening :) what´s going on?
mayo, thanks for your post and thanks that it´s not a poem ;) hope you´re doing fine...
@tj: we had snow today, but no hollywood-snow, what a pity!
@wendy: hope you enjoyed the sunshine :) you could send some to me ;) I bet ville could need some sun as well *laugh*
Hello, my wonderful photographer!
How are you today?
Everything's alright, Siobhan!
How've you been?
Smoke, you know which song I'm thinking about right now?
"I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky"
Hi pixie!
I'm hungry, Bella! ;-)
I'm craving a knackwurst!!!
That's good, Mayo. It's great to know. Though everyone's reasoning may be different, I am, too.
mustardisbetter said...
I hated the Disney movie, but the book is one of my all time favorites.
Well, as a kid, I always wondered why Peter looked like a girl.
It really confused my childhood.
Guess what? I missplaced it, too. >_<
Tant mieux if you ask me. ;D
Yeah, the movie did Peter no justice, they made him a light-hearted, fun-loving near-adolescent. Peter Pan was nothing like that. He was a cocky, vindictive little boy who took his pain out on other people; it's part of what made him so compelling actually.
Also in the book, Peter was self-described as "quite young"--so young that he still had his baby teeth. A very creepy book from start to finish, everything about it.
Alright, Solly and I will be MIA for a bit while she screws up my pooter.
I may or may not be back.
If not,
Mayo...
HELP ME!!!!!!!
Toodles!
Pancake-zilla, I can split the sandwich. One piece for you, if you want, or you can put seasoning on me and just eat me whole hehe.
Hello my dear pixie. How are you? *hugs*
MAYO I forgot, I wrote yesterday, that I was wondering if your a winter or a summerperson...
you could check out real finnish winter on my pictureblog ;)
Did you guys watch "Neverland", the movie with Johnny Deep?
I.LOVE.IT!
Hi Mayo
Hi Everyone
Are you all okay tonight?
I think the sandwich will not be enough, BC!
Do you mind if I eat the sandwich as an appetizer and you for the main course?
Bye solly, smokie.
hi bc,
I´m doing fine, just why is the weekend always so short???? how are you? *hugs*
Johnny Deep
Oh my god.
*waiting*
*waiting*
*waiting*
Hello Safe!!!
How are you?
Bella, never seen it unfortunately. Pancake-Zilla, ha ha, that's fine. I hope I'm delicious ^_^
Hello safe. How are you dear?
Oh Splash, just say it. You know you're filthy. ;D
I saw the movie, yes. It was a little glurgey for my taste, but not too badly done. And I love Kate Winslet, she's just gorgeous and talented and cool.
The '04 Peter Pan movie was too twee for my taste and it murdered the original. BUT! The one thing it did get right, in my estimation, was Hook. And that kinda made up for what I didn't like. ;D
Hi BC
Hi Siobhan-Fisch! (sorry, that's you new nickname as far as I'm concerned. Hehe. Do you like it?)
How is everyone?
Mayo, are you still here?
Oh, Mayo, if you haven't left yet and are lurking, then again, thank you for everything; you are lovely. Enjoy the rainy Sunday.
is Johnny Deep a porn star
Mayo:
I truly hope your day is overflowing with joy. Well, I hope every day is like that really. I'm not sure if I've said this before, but you should be proud of yourself. You've done a lot for your own good and a lot, more than enough, for our's. All of it we appreciate.
Thanks for hanging with us!
Perlen vor die Säue, Pixie!
Pixie, that's good. The weekend being short sucks doesn't it? I'm doing alright, just preparing myself because pancake-zilla is gonna eat me ^_^
K, I have a girl on girl crush for Kate Winslet. I love that she's not another skinny blonde actress. Plus, she has real talent.
I guess you´re right siobhan, it´s a pity, I really thought it´s different....
Oh yes, I really like it, Safe!
Thank you, meine Elfe!!
Actually, we have two 'Elfen' here. Pixie is one as well!!
I know, Sugar!!
I'm sorry! ♡
I'm alright safe, thank you for asking.
hello mayo,
consistency can be nice right?
its safe unlike much we are surrounded by.
Dreams are a nice escape from reality, as if we lived in reality that much anyway.
hope all is well
xxo
BC, I really wonder how you can still manage to type.
I've eaten your arms minutes ago?
Hey anon, it was just a typing mistake! God...
Mayo, thanks for this new entry. It really brought back good memories.
Take care, dude.
Right, I’m going to have a shower. I’ll be on later.
*HUGS*
at least we now know for sure that "Mayo" isn't gerard way.
i don't think gerard would ever go skydiving.
heres an interesting topic starter
what do you day dream about?
so true anon
See you later, Bella!
Ciao
Old Friend, if you ever lurk here, this is for you.
SEPHIRTH FROM CRISIS CORE!
it definetely sucks bc! one minute it´s friday night and the next it´s mondaymorning ^^
danke siobhan! *knutsch*
Bye Bella!
Like reality
wrapped in a dream
such is my love.
Each moment
I am conscious
of this overwhelming emotion.
Every night
I am haunted
by fantasies misleading.
In reality
you are a dream
wrapped in my bittersweet love.
what do you day dream about?
About ruling the world, of course!
Ugh...
pixie, you're an ELF. do you work in the north pole.
*knutsch zurück*
I was conversing with someone the other day about dreams, and of course, I'm listening with ears perked because any psycho-shit floats every boat I have.
They were describing to me this belief that some have in regards to dreams. These particular believers see humans as living in two, seperate worlds-the real world and the dream world.
The cool thing is that they believe our real world is actually the dream world. So, in essence, when we're sleeping, we're actually walking around in the "real" world. When we're awake, what we refer to as the real world is actually just a dream.
To me, this is totally worth researching. The idea is fantastic.
Not elf, anon, elfe!
That's completely different.
Where is everybody?
OF COURSE ANON!
I´m helping santa claus at korvatunturi :) and if I have freetime, I´m singing and skipping through the finnish forests :)
I'm still here.
Lurking.
Yeah, that's a fairly common philosophy Splash, and very interesting, huh? I seem to think that even our boy Johnny said something about that once, too.
My best friend, she has this theory that every character in your dream is really an aspect of yourself. You're dreaming about no one but you, and the ways in which the different people behave reveal different parts of your psyche.
I thought you were all gone since our master left, hahaha!
I got one for ya, dream poetry anon:
My longing for you--
too strong ot keep within bounds.
At least no one can blame me
when I go to you at night
along the road of dreams.
Ono No Komachi. You might like her, many of her poems are about meeting a lover in dreams.
Hi GV / Mayo / Method Actress whoeve ryou are today.
My best friend, she has this theory that every character in your dream is really an aspect of yourself. You're dreaming about no one but you, and the ways in which the different people behave reveal different parts of your psyche.
See, that seems logical as well. A completely self-centered world, as it should be, I guess.
How will your brain form the actions and dialogue of others in a state like that? Is it even possible?
Good afternoon method actress. Hello romance. Ciao Bella. Hello anons. Pancake-zilla, I always find a way. Muhahaha >:)
Hello BC. :)
hi to everyone who arrived and bye to everyone who´s leaving us for now :)
In spirit she walks the city, traces its labyrinths, its dingy mazes, each assignation, each rendezvous, each door and stair and bed. What he said, what she said, what they did, what they did then
You guys were talking about the "Falling Dream" earlier. When this happens to me, I'm always by a waterfall, but I never see myself falling down the falls. I just fall.
Fall.
One more time, fall. ;)
I'm eating your feet now, BC!
Gosh, I love Brie! ^_^
hi mayo!
i missed you! damn! not that it matters i've still read you. but i like being around when you post and it doesn't happen often.
anyway it was lovely of you to share your dream with us. i love my flying dreams but i always fall at the end. i'm always hurtling towards the ground and it's not nice! but i've got really defiant as i've gotten older. now i'm like bring it on ground!! it isn't going to hurt it's just a fucking dream!! so possibly not the same kind of flying dreams you have!
hello guys!
Romance, what would I be daydreaming about? Let's see....
finding a way to leave here for one thing.
other anon when did mayo say he would sky dive?
Hi faraway! *makes sure feet is covered in seasoning*
hi there faraway how are you?
I have to go and have my dinner. See you soon. Bye. XOXO
.......leaving my house, that is.
Bye safe. Enjoy your dinner
My little Mistresses
A tincture of tears washes
The cabbage-green skies:
Beneath the dripping tree with tender shoots,
Your waterproofs
Whitened by peculiar moons
With round staring eyes,
Knock your kneecaps together,
My ugly ones!
We loved each other in those days,
Blue ugly one!
We used to eat boiled eggs
And chickweed!
One evening you anointed me poet,
Blond ugly one:
Come down here, let me smack you
Across my knees;
I have puked up your brillantine,
Black ugly one;
You would stop the sound of my mandolin
Before it was out of my head.
Ugh! My dried spittle,
Red-headed ugly one,
Still infects the wrinckles
Of your round breast!
O my little Mistresses,
How I hate you!
Plaster with painful blisters
Your ugly bosoms!
Trample upon my little pots
Of feelings;
Now then jump! Be ballerinas for me
Just for a moment!
Your shoulder-blades are out of joint,
O my loves!
With a star on your hobbling backs
Turn in your turns!
And yet after all, it's for these shoulders of mutton
That I've made rhymes!
I'd like to break your hips
For having loved!
Insipid heap of fallen stars,
Pile up in the corners!
- You'll be extinguished in God, saddled
With ignoble cares!
Whitened by peculiar moons,
With round staring eyes,
Knock your kneecaps together,
My ugly ones!
- Arthur Rimbaud
mustardisbetter said...
How will your brain form the actions and dialogue of others in a state like that? Is it even possible?
The way she explained it, it made sense. I was telling her about this recurring dream that I have, where someone (usually some dude) is in trouble (STFU MEFFERS) and I get all worried and sympathetic, and then I'll take the place of the person in trouble until the trouble has passed. Because I know I can handle it.
Well the way she described it was like, if all the characters are me, then the character in trouble represents a problem to be solved--an aspect of my own mind or my life--and the "me" that takes over is the logical side. And you can apply that to anyone and any dream.
yet I also find it depressing because I really pretty much like the characters in my dreams, most of them, and I prefer to think of them as entities outside of myself. Which if you think about it they aren't because it's all inside your head, and how can something in side your mind really be anything else other than your own mind?
Hmm.
hi guys!
i'm fine thank you.
sunday evening is here already!!
Who the eff is commenting weird crap on my blog? Explain yourself or knock it off.
K, its probably that galileo person.
I get all worried and sympathetic, and then I'll take the place of the person in trouble until the trouble has passed. Because I know I can handle it.
Yeah, this has happened to me as well. But, there's never a resolve. I "become" the person in trouble, but I always end up waking up before anything bad happens to me.
how can something in side your mind really be anything else other than your own mind?
It can't really, but I also like to think that your brain is like this little person of its own. When I'm asleep, my brain is off fighting for the greater good!
COuld be, BC. Whatever the eff that is about. Ah well, it's always nice to see my own words again anyway. I do so love the sound of my own voice. (Or the look of my own words as it were.)
Yeah, this has happened to me as well. But, there's never a resolve. I "become" the person in trouble, but I always end up waking up before anything bad happens to me.
Oh wow, you do it too! That's so cool! Me, I always solve the problem or in some way get rid of the danger. You know how I do it? By pretending something. I become the person in trouble and then I try to shift the focus of "the villain" by throwing him/her off by pretending something. It doesn't matter what, I just always try to change the scene.
It can't really, but I also like to think that your brain is like this little person of its own. When I'm asleep, my brain is off fighting for the greater good!
That's another theory, and a cool one too! A lot of people think that dreaming is your brain's way of keeping you sane, taking care of problems and dealing with things that you can't seem to find when you're awake.
I guess you're clinically insane for the amount of time that you're dreaming, because you believe in things that normal perception tell you are all impossible. And that by allowing yourself to be totally psychotic in dreams, it prevents you from being one while awake. Sleep deprivation kind of proves this.
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So, I ate BC and I'm still hungry.
Who's next? Any volunteers?
Pixie?
Well, I gotta go for a bit. Cousins and Boychild are going to my folks' for dinner and I'm gonna head on over too. Later guys! It's been fun, the whole dream thing. ^_^
Someone's eating out, what? O.o
That's a good one, anon! ^_^
Panties in a twist.
thought I'd get up insteasd of lazing in bed, you seem to post as I wake up now!
good morning all
hi mayo if you're still about
No eating out needs to be done here. Though it's quite clear everyone here really is a dike with cellulite issues.
You're funny.
Bye k. Anon 4:34 lol
Anon 4:36 siobhan was eating me. Pancak-zilla, I don't think you ate my rump yet ^_^
goooooood morning ergo, long time no see, how are you?
well no thanks siobhan you aren´t allowed to eat me or parts of me ... eat knackwurst!!! ;) or döner...
when I hear Kapunua, I think 'itchy crotch'
I don't get why BC comes back here. Alot of these bloggers talk shit behind her back all the time.
No offense, BC. I just like you.
-lurking anon.
And that by allowing yourself to be totally psychotic in dreams, it prevents you from being one while awake. Sleep deprivation kind of proves this.
Totally.
It's one of the many, uh, odd things I think about, how the brain works and stuff, I mean.
Psychologists, since forever, have said that dreaming and sleeping is a way to sort through and get rid of unecessary details and events the brain has encountered throughout the day. I, for one, believe there's a whole lot more to dreaming than that. Just like what you said. It has more uses that just serving as a filing system.
Ugh, Döner...
Been there, done that!
Okay BC, I will eat your rump!
*starts nibbling*
Very untrue. Not all psychologists say that now. Recent and current news explains how the subconscious and conscious can be quite excessively linked.
That's it's not just a state.Sorry, I'm a psychology major.
hey pixie!
BC siobhan anons mustard anyone else still about.
I had a great weekend, back to busyness today.
Ah mayo whilst you were dreaming I spent 3 hrs at 36000 feet in the last 2 days.
I rarely dream it though, perhaps I don't need to
hahaha siobhan, the only döner I like is the veggie one without sheep feta.... well they always looked like me like wtf when I ordered that ^^
Though it's quite clear everyone here really is a dike with cellulite issues.
Uh, no. No, I'm not. Just...no.
good morning to you ergo!
anon it doesn't help anyone atall!
Anon 4:39
That was not a nice thing to say. If you think people here have body issues, I suggest you reajust and reevaluate your attitude.
I kinda agree with the anon at 4:39. Not that I condone in that manner of expressing shit--but I do wonder the gist of it all.
I'm not a Döner person, Pixie!
Pizza and Burger? Anytime!
You know what I fucking think? I think the OPs pretend to be some anons, to stir some shit up and to mention names for a form of self-attention justice.
Just theory. Simmer.
-Lurker Anon.
LUKAS PODOLSKI!!!
Hello all
Welcome home Ergo...
Anon @ 4:39,
That's just rude and disrespectful.
hi elena!!!!
thank you!
getting up to date is a bit of a read!
Seriously, you guys get a fucking backbone. You feed in, to fucking easily.
-NOT anon at 4:39-
Hello everybody
Elena if you are still here I sent you an email.
Hi Elena & Ergo!
What's up, girls?
hi elena, how are you?
yeah siobhan, our king lukas podolski *lol* isn´t he cuuute ;) hahaha ;)
hi elena!
sorry guys i've been catching up and shit!
hi there mj how are you?
Hi there, MJ!
How are you?
Is everything alright? Do you still have a headache?
Hey Siobhan, What's new?
Martha I'm off to read it.
I saw an interview of Nico Rosberg last night (or should I say this morning).
Quite cute! ^_~
Good morning ergo. How was your trip?
Anon 4:42 I come back because I don't want to become another blogger who leaves here because some bloggers or anons want to push everyone away and keep the blog for themself of themselves, whoever the fuck they are. No one, and I mean no one, is going to make me, or any of my friends feel unwelcome here. This blog is for everyone and if I have to keep getting shit for it, then so be it. I'm used to it.
And hey, if I got anons or bloggers talking shit behind my back, then I will say that I don't give a shit because I don't waste my time resorting to acting like a kid like they are. It only makes them look like idiots.
By the way, thank you for the compliment.
Pixie and Siobhan I am well. Right now my head only hurts a little.
But how are the two of you today. and thank you for asking
Hey mj, elena. How are you guys?
MAYO!!!
Guess I won't be MIA after all! ^_~
i don´t really like nico rosberg siobhan ^^
my day was good mj, thanks for asking. well the weekend is over again, how good that we have only 4 workdays the coming week :)
I'm a dyke, Elena!
But other than that...same old, same old!
More for me then, Pixie! hehe
I'm doing a-ok, MJ. Thanks for asking!
Hi Elena, BC, Martha, Pixie, S&V20, Siobhan, and anyone I missed.
What's going on?
that´s right siobhan more for you ;)
hi there vm how are you?
hello MJ smoke
mj gee that is bad you still having headaches, there is an accupressure point in the web of your hand between thumb and forfinger, sort of pinch adn rub it firmly sometimes helps me.
BC great weekend thanks! brilliant surprise, great meal(the chef is a tv chef) awesome to see my brother and a killer pair of black patent peeptoe heels!
I hope this doesn't sound to stalkery (I prefer the term "observant") but your front door is on the second storey?
Unless his room was in the basement then he'd travel up the stairs to the front door.
Hi VM!
How is it going?
helo vm ! how are you?
Sorry I was just catching up.
Hello FASC, Pixie, BC and anyone else I missed.
Mayo -
Interesting that dreams are on your mind. Morpheus would be pleased.
glad it was fun ergo!
i am crap i've hardly chatted, i've been catching up on things.
and now i have to go and i'm sorry about that guys.
take care everyone. have a fun evening.
love to all!
Hey errbody!
I'm just watching the race. ^_^
I'll be back in a little bit.
elena the name morpheous ALWAYs makes me start singing "over at the frankenstein place" from Rocky Horror in my head- and it is now
I hope this doesn't sound to stalkery (I prefer the term "observant") but your front door is on the second storey?
Unless his room was in the basement then he'd travel up the stairs to the front door.
If you're thinking what I think you are thinking, he actually had a front door on the same level as his basement. This can be seen in the original I'm not okay video where Frank walks out Gerard's front door and up the steps to ground level.
thanks fasc I don't think i said hello to you! sorry I'm catching up too.
have a great night
I am doing ok. It is spring break for me so that is a good thing. I need a short break.
Siobhan said...
I'm a dyke, Elena!
Well then, congrats on that!!LOL
Hey VM - Long time no speak. How are you?
PIERRE LITTBARSKI!!!
Bye faraway, smokie. Hello VM, its good to see you again. How are you? Ergo, I'm gonna assume that dinner that the chef prepared was delicious. The last two nights felt weird without having you here ^_^
Siobhan-san, how's my rump? Delicious?
Anonymous said...
If you're thinking what I think you are thinking
Believe me, no one ever knows what I'm truly thinking.
gagda
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