ghosts in the machine
im such a wanker sometimes. really.
posted by Pareidolia at 12/30/2005 02:26:00 AM
Friday, December 30, 2005
im such a wanker sometimes. really.
im such a wanker sometimes. really.
im such a wanker sometimes. really.
16 Comments:
With certainty I can say that at least you are creative. Do you truly live in the Outer Hebrides?
Our conversation made you feel uncomfortable. I see that in your writing. I'm sorry. Truly, I am. I think you are a most interesting indivdual and a lovely, lovely person. We all have our obsessions, you yours and me mine. I don't ever stand in judgment of people, because I myself don't wish to be judged, catagorized, labeled and sealed in some air-tight plastic container of conformity. When I ask a question it is only a question and relevant to whatever it is I am thinking in the moment and nothing more.
I love the pic you posted. Of course the first thing I saw in it was cello scrolls or by their proper name, F holes (which I thought had too many connotations to stand alone in the sentence ;)
first: this came up this morning (on a CD) and I thought it was another form of what you said in your "ghosts in the machine" post:
http://www.greenplastic.com/lyrics/stopwhispering.php
second: speaking of coincidence (ha!) some people and I have been rambling for days now about this article:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/4479628.stm
so did YOU author the story about living in the mountains and carrying the burden of a talent to write in secret language? yes you did
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radomysisky, thanks for being kind.my comment on your blog was flippant and meaningless, sorry about that; it was late. perhaps we should see more of you.
in the picture. glendawhateveryournameis. your stellareyes are keen [there is no hiding from you] virgo/pluto 8th fish house? don't dwell on our exchange. there's more to it than you know...it was coincidental, that's all. why shouldnt you question me? we're only words. i wish i was who you wish i was and i wish you was who i wish you was. perhaps i have been attracted to your imaginitive assumptions a little too much. it reminds me it is a human thing to do..to see what you want to see and validates my own longings. stark reality hurts but it can be a brave new place. a new year of being yourself as hard as you can.
flies make me feel sick but if there's one in my room i have to wait for it to leave of its own accord
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I know it was not for me but I like it how you said "we're only words" I also think we are only souls. pure soul matter. we are not seeing any socialization clothing that usually covers our entities for others to see. we are not seeing the way we each hold ourselves.
we are elegant souls with no material. we are just words - that's so good
(okay that was overly dramatic. must be the water from the pool earlier this morning mixing with my blood these minutes)
souls can do more than words:)
Do you see me as a fly in your room?!? :D I can't really leave because I'm not really here, am I?
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Happy New Year Sweetheart! I hope you're out on the town tonight, as I will be soon enough! x
all this stuff makes me honest
gosh darn
oh wait, duh, just got that one. Wouldn't hurt a fly... ::slaps forehead::
you live in the States don't you
yes you do
I'd come to fill your cup, spoon by spoon
a house that would not need to be rebuilt
bring vanilla sprinkles
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