I want to sell indoor fireworks (colored flame candles). My meditations are indoor fireworks.

K: I was in tears and wore a black armband to highschool the next day when John Lennon was shot.

K: When in agony over my back pain, I had the opportunity to connect with the misery of 50,000 people waiting to be taken out of their's. I still haven't processed the experience. It's been grim-reaper month here. At least I'll have some material for composing my Death/Kali card in my tarot deck. I turned around my situation. Others can not. I still have much to learn on the transmigration & collectivization of souls.

It depends on both the practitioner and the seeker. Someone who knows what they are doing can walk in a room and use the television to get a reading of everyone there. My tarot divination site is ereiam.com. I intend to do readings on a donation basis. Until I finish the last 20 of the 78 cards I will have to substitute others artwork. I was offered a job drawing the Simpsons comic book for $250 a page. I had the skills and really wanted to be able to get a car, a beach apartment, and time with my kids, but my life fell apart trying to do such a sleepy activity. I also intend to make custom perfumes (essential oils). 20 years ago in high school, after months of study, I was doing a speech in class on the tarot. A girl I didn't even know the name of talked me into doing a reading. We were both amazed as with each card I stated things like 'she's seeing 2 boyfriends', 'her parents want her to go back to the first one', etc. Now I don't make any major life decisions about finances, activities, meditation subjects, relationships, etc. without consulting the cards. Particularly when things go bad or when my girlfriends behaviours get too incomprehensible for me otherwise. Actually I believe we can change the entire cicumstances of our life. The tarot is for clarifying what we have already written. I do readings showing the repurcussions of alternative paths.

K: Before I had my papers, I mail ordered my female hormones from New Zealand.

Romkey: I recently saw an announcement about a SETI@Home accelerator, a PCI card which can support up to six CPU's that can each run SETI@Home with embedded Linux and was thinking about ordering it and noticed that the company's in the Ukraine, and that got me thinking... I have ordered from outside of the US a couple of times and things have gone well.

K: You should have seen a show I visited back in `97 for DSP engineers. Of course there were all the booths for MIMD & SIMD cards & C++ libraries for multithreading. What got me was one booth offered exactly what I was looking for for my materials simulation sculpting application (requiring 4 GB per frame of 1024**3 pixels w/ 20 user properties (& inheritance & fuzzy symantic netting)) - the 60 GB ram card. I presume it existed to interpolate radio telescopes.

K: As I copied that reply, my font went bar-codish. Looks like a SETI transmission.

I was once shopping for camping gear with a neighbor and for a long moment had her ready to seek the isles for DHMO tablets (I didn't use the technical term). I had to ask her what would she rehydrate it with. She got her nursing certificate, god save us. Possibly from mischievious hypnotists.

Yes, but I can resist. I made a sign in my medicine cabinet that reads '40% of all guests look in the medicine cabinet of their host. Now you know.' I have a beautiful card from my friend (2 angels, outside reads 'it's nice to have a friend'), but I'm not allowed to read the inside. Maybe someday.

Yes, you let your mind open up your physical chakras (especially sexual) to accomplish a manifestation. My most recent cheerleading was at Venice Beach where I was cheerleading the firework exhibition. I had to break through a wall as was; I was suffering from a slipped disc (I've gone from writhing in parylyzed agony and meeting the grim reaper who demonstrated what it was to have your soul drained, to dancing in the energy flow again (buying a tennis racket instead of crutches helped I believe. (I've always avoided sports till I just saw the opportunity slipping away))). So there I was at the beach looking for images of angels in the sparkles; none were forthcoming so instead I took to merging with the fireworks myself. I went wild; if I threw a kiss, a red burst would come from the heights of the display. I went rampant in a cheerleading dance bursting in sexuality & bliss. My every thought was manifest in my body, and in the fireworks. A bit of self-conciousness remained as I wondered what would happen when the crowd saw I was synchronized with the bursts. In a dance club, no one notices because the music can be considered predictable, I suppose. I got a couple cat-calls but that was all. I'm quite self-conscious about my voice which is octaves lower than I imagine it, especially when I yell, which I don't. I just saw 'Heaven or Vegas' last night. Bleeth had the same cheerleader spirit as Sally Field can conjure. I don't care for sports yet, I just think it'd be fun to scream for a fun cause. Is ballet, or synchronized underwater basket weaving a sport?

I would have to say no because it isn't based on response or strategy.

* magbast - i'd %?@ her

* Twistermime - i'd rather %?@ a monkey

* Brian - OK Twist, this monkey thing has to stop. In the space of ten minutes it's gone from cute, to annoying, to flat out disturbing.

* magbast - i think she's drunk as a sku...errm monkey!

- Yeah, stop all the monkey business. Oh my god, I'm onto her tricky little scheme. She's trying to get us all into a hot & bothered frenzy, then she's going to officially advertise her monkey escort service. Don't be fooled people. There's a reason you don't see monkeys in victoria's secret catalogs. Monkeys are no substitute for coatamundi, I mean, I mean, people.

* Twistermime - *LOL* - you fools.....all of you....

do you really think this is about monkeys?

Bwa hahahahahahahaha.............

- Passionate French. I haven't had a decent kiss in 13 years now.

When I was in my dear sweet youth (my god, what's come over me) my fiance & I made a pipe out of an apple, and traded the smoke back and forth between us as long as we could.

My last kiss was a peck peck from a co-worker today (she also pinched my àss). My last memorable kiss was on 13th & Santa Monica Boulevard where my older girlfriend & I had a long passionate embrace & smeared cherry bon-bons all over ourselves.

I kissed this guy a few years ago, and it seemed like he was trying to rearrange my teeth or something. Perhaps that is what is meant by a forceful kiss; I didn't like it.

- I kiss my kittens frequently, (and they lick me when I get out of the shower (they have high standards I guess)), But I've never kissed a monkey. I've spanked one though.

- Not by a long shot. I'd spent a life as a Gomez/Spock. In '88 I had a shattering awakening that sent me rock bottom as I climbed higher. '93 was when I made my gender change decision (& part-timed in body & mind) By 1996 I was full time chipper, frolic-ey, brigh-eyed & bushy tailed, playful, friendly and lost my arrogant anti-social disdain. For the first time I felt my body belonged with nature, mind, & soul instead of having it seem like a tedious support for my brain & eyes.

I've grown on every level & quality of life than perhaps in the 14 years that preceded that.

I want to say BLAST THE CRAP OUT OF HIM. but I wouldn't feel, say, or mean that on another day. The spiritual, social, & intellectual development of my children is my last explicit attachment on this planet. And it seems to be in the hands of parents who have a very limited conception of all of these.

* kirst - Twistermime, pcpr, K_R, they: Thanks! Her name is Claire. We're still trying to decide on the middle name. Any suggestions? Claire __________Muldowney. She was born on Saturday, April 29th at 9:20 PM by C-section. 7 lb 2 oz, 23 inches. Okay, I've done my proud mama thing!

- Claire Corazon Muldowney

Claire Oberona Muldowney

Claire Goldenrod Muldowney

Claire Zephyr Muldowney

Claire Daktari Muldowney

Claire Ambrosia Muldowney

Claire Iridian Muldowney

Claire Agropina Muldowney

Claire Augusta Muldowney

Claire Luminata Muldowney

Claire Piper Muldowney

Claire Godzilla Muldowney

Claire Bellybutton Muldowney

- uh, scratch those last two.

* liquidliqhtninq - What is this world coming to? Who invented viruses in the 1st place? Can we please get rid of virus makers? They are bad.

- Are they? Perhaps we live in a Keynesian government where we have jobs in law, security, entertainment, and many other things unrelated to food and housing; we even create disposable, quickly obsoleted consumer goods, software & media being the ultimate. Anything to create work in our capitalist society.

- I don't care if I'm talking to my new boss, the police, or Bill Clinton; I consider them all my peers. I question and debate their policies but respect their designated authority. My peers at work have already noticed that they are denied questioning authority, but I will immediately afterwards explain the situation and get their answer for them. Respect, self-empowerment, and common sense go a long way.

Why on god's green earth would someone use them if they didn't find them useful? They can be annoying. I get color plastic coated metal ones: the different colors are used to classify things, Just like my Post-it's & such. Blue for business reference, Green for filing, Yellow, Orange, & Red for processing of different urgency, Purple for daydreamy reference stuff, Pink for daydreamy stuff requiring more processing, Black & White for temporary usage or referring to others (often along with my own code clip).

- And I like the MS paperclip for brief moments. It's the kind of thing I used to try talking my supervisors into letting me make for our own software. In fact just before it came out, I wanted our health management software to have an animated caduceus (snake) with little angel wings fulfilling the same purpose. Do you folks hate it that much? I imagine it was designed to distract people from the discomfort of knowing the machine is scrutinizing user behavior.

- asmd: they probably voted [other] in the absence of a [neither] option.

Why do it? Do we feel society is now perfect and earth should be made a perpetual museum? Even non-genetic plant hybridizations and innoculating against diseases has created problems. Are we going to turn the entire planet bio-mass into something that could be knocked entirely off it's feet in a swoop as fast a global internet virus? Is sex boring now? We need to get the scientists off this planet and find them something new to do. We got into trouble from the moment we discovered fire and farming if you ask me.

- davec: We are not the brain/self. Just as many can take astral flights and take their intellect along with them, it is also possible to go out of body and witness yourself, including the intellect, just rambling on like a machine, though it takes itself seriously interpreting even multiple levels of reality and believing itself to make decisions. Reincarnation is much more interesting. Cloning is just entropy.

- Mercury would offer the best view and most exciting calendrical changes. If the view from the surface wasn't obscured, I'd pick saturn. Mars is dead; we depleted it's Van Allen radiation belts a couple/few millennia ago. The other planets are too cold and distant for me. The spirit of Venus would be nice. You've seen the ads: 'Saturn, the next big thing'?

- In the house or at costume situations, at least till their 14; after that they should be made aware that the option of a complete transformation is an option, though they should spend years before making decisions that affect childbearing. I prefer what I'm seeing in our younger generation, a blending of genders, in which one gender can also assume the characteristics of the other, and only be considered a more whole natural person. Although they're missing the fun of strict stereotype games.

- I secretly wanted kids that delighted in there stereotypes, yet did all I could to go non-gender on the toys and behaviour. By the time My son was five and daughter I stopped fighting their natural inclinations and delighted in helping them in there gender interests (Jewelry, whatever)

- Someone complained that my dress was too tight at my new job. My dress is a cross between easter sunday school girl & business exec. You can tell my tummy pudges, but that's about it.

* anonymous #4 - NOT NO BUT HELL NO... that is like saying ok be transsexual.. oh i dont mind... not ... it isnt ok and it will never be ok.. I have a 1 year old and yes i am raising him to believe GAY isnt ok.. read your bible people.. telling your kid it is ok to be gay is setting them up for a long life of disappointments and heartache.. my best friend who is a male is gay .. i know no sadder person than him. lives everyday in pain because he doesnt know love. do you people really want your kids to live like that?

* phi - anonymous #4: Ever consider the possibility that he lives every day in pain because his parents raised him to believe gay isn't OK?

* Enheduanna - and nevermind the fact that plenty of straight people are sad because they don't know love, too...

* jonathan - Hm, I read the Bible and find a message of love and compassion for all beings. Anon#4, are you sure we're reading the same book?

* bill - I have several friends who are in long-term gay or lesbian relationships in which the partners live everyday with deep feelings of love for each other. At least, that's what they tell me. Maybe they're really in pain all the time. not

- Well, A#4' those are the four comments I was going to make. I am a transexual and tend to make instant close friendships with everyone I meet and have a life otherwise full of delight & grace as well. I have several types of connection with god, and also happen to be a minister. I've read many bibles. King James in particular is full of paradox & discrepancy, understandable considering the context it was written in. Always choose the broadest concepts taught before looking at the explicit examples.

I consider my transgenderism a great teaching tool; for those who can't see beyond appearances, I teach to look at the person beneath; for those who see beyond appearances, I teach to look beyond personalities.

I agree with you that there are a disproportional number of sad gays: But I don't believe it is specifically because of their being gay. You should see the transgendered/transexual crowd. A few of them are as graced and bountiful as myself: the majority are of the lowest self-esteem I have ever seen. The only reason I would hang out with them and their depressing outlook on them selves and life is to teach them a better outlook.

- I consider all books holy read in the proper light. Every word in the universe has cosmic meaning. The Sefer Yetzirah is my current study, but I've been through most of the stuff on this list to some extent. My friend recommends 'Paradise Lost'. She also recommended I not not mention some authors.

- Zang: Yeah, the 'Satanic Bible' is almost 'new age'ey. The satanic rites, I observed as a teen, could only exist in the preexisting context of catholicism.

* joachim - KR: satanists are some of the most devout Catholics out there. I'm pretty sure they're all going to heaven on the strength of their belief alone. Won't they be pissed.

- I've seen many good chuches, Eastern & Western; But I've still seen so many that I would easily call satanic; Basically all those that teach the denial of god's creation here on earth and imply that a connection with god is sacrilegious. Conversely, teaching groups associated with witchcraft & satanism often turn out to be caretakers of ancient knowledge of creation & spiritual connections, in much the same fashion as those lone irish monks maintained our western historical heritage during the dark ages.

- Avo: Do you have any problem with a book that classifies on behaviors without making an attempt at integral conciliation of perceptual experience and internal cause & effect response dynamics? There are at least a dozen major categories (or planes) of consciousness. DSM-IV doesn't even attempt to explain what goes on in the mind of people dealing with the mundane plane, unless you count receptor chemistry. (chocolate and marijuana for instance both affect the CB-2 receptor). I've tried to relive the phenomena expressed in an all holy books. DSM-IV was no exception.

* Enheduanna - I do something special with them: I string them together to make a bikini top.

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hannnae.edu : Butter that bikini, and control your gravitational field.

- See what I do to cat's using bread heels http://surveycentral.org/survey/4176.html

* micah - YOU THINK THAT BECAUSE YOU ARE ONE OF THE END PIECES I'M NOT GOING TO EAT YOU, HUH? HAHAHAHA FOOLISH BREAD SLICE. RRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!

- Micah: When eternity end's, sure I'll be toast. Happy now? 'Ra' is the end that doesn't get eaten. Horus consumes, like black hole recycling bins of astral debris.

- Quite proud.

Praise and give glory to god, who amongst everthing else, also happens to be us. Feeling you are better than others is something different than pride. Closing your mind to unlimited possibilities is something different than pride.

- jo: What about sorrow, delight, etc.? Why should people bother to have those reactions. Conditionable emotional reaction machines. Why should you take stock in what peoples emotional machines do? Buddhists teach find love and joy it both good and evil. Do I do this? Somewhat. But mostly I consider my gifts god given, and my pride in them praise to god, and my experience of the pride - god's experience. I used to do this but blame myself for my flaws. Now I praise and delight in my flaws as well, not placing blame, but seeing it as more entertainment. I still consider life a game in which I get to overcome my flaws. But I've come to realize how much I've learned from my shortcomings as well. I still make work out of helping others to find attitudes that help them selves and others have a more enjoyable life.

I take it by pride, you mean the kind that closes ones to others, true?

I spent my first 30 years without pride and it was a miserable life. I would paint a painting and never stop to appreciate it when I was done.

- The seeding of creation, perhaps the arrival of the benben stone from orion, from which matter became intelligently programmed (nanovirus).

- I've already been about 12 years into the future. It was not good. People were made of metals and able to withstand intelligent nuclear blast material. I'm fairly sure this was only one possible route for our future. I did it via internet research of hundreds of sites over 30 hours. To say it was in the future may be solely for my sanity. I could take ignore my own findings, but there is a consensus out there; everyone else agrees that evidence of my research, for instance the Star Wars demo, is irretractable history now.

- icu & Brian: You are saying the same thing. d is the replacement for c he went back to b to create for himself.

I just went to Solomons temple last night as an astral observor. Today otherwise seems like a logical carryover from yesterday.

Not only can one see into the past or future, the world can be stopped, time can be slowed, it can be done relatively so that immense quantitities of action or exchange of information can take place while the clock ticks. That time even runs forward is a limited conception with no proof. That was determined solely by a majority who's memory works in only one direction on a linear scale.

I just answered a survey about the ghosts I've seen. I failed to mention what I just this moment realized might be a connection. The guy I was staying with had been a murderer. He had shot a guy in the face who had screwed him for $60,000 on a coke deal. He got off on 2 years in texas. His trick was to plead innocent. In at least the system of that time in Florida, if you had pleaded guilty, with every review, that was on the record, and you were likely to stay locked up; but if you pleaded innocent, they had to have a retrial with every review, and no one was interested in the effort. I learned many spiritual things from him including new kinds of vision which allowed me to see visions of angels and demons and such in nature and paintings, etc. Whan I first arrived there, he kept me awake six or seven days straight listening to him (no drugs).

He said in the same situation he'd do it again.

I was living in a 1880 dairy barn being used as an antique store and redwood sculptors studio. My first experience there was when I was back in the barn-barn. While about to dig through some 1920 electric motors, I felt a tight pinch on my shoulder and felt the appearance of an old man like L'il Abner & R. Reagan, or that alien in farmers skin from 'Men in back', but older (& no flapping skin). Later at the barn we worked & slept in, I saw three ghosts. You could see through them like they were made of scintillating magnifying glass, yet they felt more like anti-existence (but not like a black hole magnet attractor, just empty space). In october 1999 I was in a world of shadows for a couple weeks, they were everywhere around me. A couple of days after all saints (Nov 1, 1999 when I became a minister) My meditations include visitations by voice one night & by sight the next of plenty of people. I don't recall what they said, and am fairly sure I wasn't sure at the time either; I took them to be lost souls looking for redemption, but considering the time, it could have been hallows and saints. I also saw the ghost of my cat the week he died, though he died at my mom's and had never seen my new apartment.

I was only dragged in between age 5 & 6 (church of christian science I believe) where I recall playing London Bridge is Falling Down. Nightmarish. That year we also went to some hindu temple with Siva or Kali at the alter. Again, nightmare. At my awakening it was Siddha Yoga, later I did a bit of Vineyard Christian, and a Catholic service. I visit Buddhist shrines & Islamic mosques, and anything else I can find to 'download' the vibes.

* micah - My mother made me. I hate churches now. They piss me off. They used to torture me with songs of praise and Powers of God, doing their little tongues bull crap and passing out on the floor. I'd like to rip the bible in half with the power of God!!!!!! O.K. I'm settled down now.

- Concepts of a life of endurance & hardship, redemption, hell, etc. would force anyone to rebel against either creation, the church, god, or them self. Not much of a choice. I think you took the only logical choice of the four.

I've already done the light at the end of the tunnel trip to the void thing when I first started yoga. I plan to teleport out of here with my body, but if that's not possible, I've often considered departing by means of a) being ripped to shreds by wild animals, or b) jumping from a plane without a parachute to do some wild sky diving. I've never considered going by execution before. If that were the case, I'd prefer a) tickled to death, b) drowning in a babbling brook surrounded by sunlight, faeries, and animals, esp. birds, somewhat like ophelia, or c) dying in the ice (Kurosawa's 'Dreams' style). Of these options, only drowning fit.

You're right everybody gets to choose, not everyone remembers making the choice however.

- micah & twisty: back during my suicidal period, I had this setup with a 3 foot iron spike hanging from a 20 foot ceiling with a trip release string. Just to make sure, I had the buildings 220 volt wiring attached. I used to hang out with my heart directly under the thing and trip string in hand. During that month I jumped in front of a car at the last moment and really pissed off the driver (I knew I wouldn't get injured), I also drank alcohol and one of those mega bottles of aspirin one night. That one had repurcussions: I had a ringing in my ears and the sensation of being in a cave for 3 days, and had to eat lots of garlic and niacin tablets to flush my system. God explained that I had to go through it to rid myself of the renunciation concepts that brought me to god in the first place, that I wasn't escaping anything by dying, and to make the best of what I had, but didn't know. I was talked throuch the whole ritual suicide with radio accompaniment; all my thoughts reflected in songs like "Didn't I blow your mind this time" when it was finished.

- As I understood hanging, the means of death is lack of blood circulation, asphyxia if they do it wrong. I would imagine without mental training (and properly done) the least painful would be injection, guillotine, and hanging. With some mental control, things like drowning would be better, because you could relax and fade away in your own sweet time. Still, I thought being ripped shreds by wild animals might be a memorable experience for the scrap book.

- If I knew that execution by drowning was my own choice, I think I'd relax through all of it. I am at my greatest relaxed peace and lucid self-control during life and death situations, though I tend to make sure everyone lives in those situations. I haven't had a panic over anything in several years now.

- They're not dangerously communicable or deranged, and the planet votes for a population quota, with first come, first serve reservations made by adults. It's still somewhat objectionable, but so is living above our planets capacity to provide fish, rainforests, & a clean environment. Unwanted children should be prevented too.

- As far as things like economics, no one can predict that. We had my daughter without an immediate financial forecast. Fortunately a woman hit my car (and three other really rare show cars) and the insurance for repairs I could make myself covered the midwife expenses. Personally I'd rather see this country raise happy kids on welfare than neglected kids with wealth (I'm not saying that's what happens). I could have been classified schizoaffective. I'd hate to live in a world that excluded those like myself.

* Twistermime - Throw them to the monkeys... darn alcoholics

You never see a drunk monkey...never!

- oh, your wrong there. In certain fruit groves in Kenya, many animals guard the grove until the fallen fruits have had an opportunity to ferment, after which they have some sort of drunken festival.

* Twistermime - well, you never see a drunk fanbelt

*confident*

* Enheduanna - But you might see a drunk fan with a belt.

* Twistermime - or belt a drunk with your fan....

* Enheduanna - might be a little hard to fan a drunk with your belt, though...

* supplicant - You could always belt a fan with a drunk though...

- Or have a good belt with a drunk fan.

I just had to tune a rim of a seemingly drunk bike tire.

My 'girlfriend' just got a 1964 Mercedes, brought out the mechanic in me. Also went that night on first pseudo date in 2 years (massaged her head at the burger drive through while our match-maker asked for a paper menu at the window & we smelled of Ouzo). Our match-maker had her try on dresses in front of me while showcasing her breasts & handing me my glasses when I was about to turn my head. She also dropped us off on the wrong block. That night I also laughed at a headboard Heather was selling with hand-cuffs attached, and bought her white double whip belt, some click-clacks, a souvenir Aubrey Beardsley print of a flogging dominatrix, (some items to trigger the Solomon voyage). I promised to get the washer system working. She accidentally ejected the lighter into the crotch of the friend selling the car. I think I had his blessing; He said don't touch the tranny. I forgot to take my estrogen at home that night, and even forgot to wear my stuffed bra rushing to work the next morning. I wish I could just snap my fingers and change genders at will.

- Except on rare occasions in which I think it would do me some good to experience unhappiness. I usually opt to be

happy. I can change on a dime, if I become aware that mediocrity or depression has set in.

- Bill: You must mean this woman:

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Guru Mayi Chidvilasananda

I owe my rebirth to her. I had a Sakti-pat Kundalini awakening my when I went to bad after attending my first sat-sang. My cohorts in that group slept 3 hours a night, she sleeps less. For my first couple of years my world became her. Within my first 2 weeks 50% of what I had thought was reality for 25 years was blown away.

- I still haven't figured out what she meant by 'the mirror shattered'. I've stopped the world, rewritten it, turned it back into people, many things. But I wouldn't call any of them shattering the mirror.

- drdt: For a few years happy things caused me personal misery. Now I can flip to happy in a blink, but I don't think I have it in me anymore to feel unhappy without being sensitive to some major tragedy, and seeing that as a constituent reflection of all similar tragedies.

Today I had a three phase smile with a woman: First I gave her the inquisitive smile, to which she momentarily reacted to, then I gave my genuine smile to which she gave a formal smile. I then followed suit with my own formal smile out of respect for her discomfort.

- Get happy enough, and judgement is obsolete. (tipareth), But till your there, I know what you mean.

- My shoe size. 6 x 7. Soul longeth, and angst ferule the fist. (still the crucifixion, though not in the cheerful fisher of men sense) Number of generations between David & Jesus. The major Arcana, twice. 4+2(gematria)= The Lovers Card (representing choices made in Eden). Level 42. Summer of 42 (Movie title & year of moms birth). Fortitude.

- Sass that hoopy frood.

- A barrel of porcelain monkeys.

* Brian - Twist: What is up with this monkey kick you're on?

* Twistermime - Brian...I dunno

- tw & brian: She probably knows that for a couple weeks now I've been meaning to send her a monkey story I'm writing. 42: At work things were getting pretty weird & spacey when I was trying to read a special handling form at the census bureau for apartment 42 on 21 Ozone that was reserved for the manager.

-/- My SC motives in order: understand others, teach, entertain. Sometimes I like to flirt or make friends as well, but that wouldn't be the motive of a survey.

I checked [work] since Reverend is my only official title these days.

I look forward to having white hair when that time comes. I used to have some white hair, but it went away with the stressed personality. I was plucking today, & discovered about a third of what would be my beard is white. The sexiest senior cuts I have seen work the white into the composition. I've had jokes mill about my head for years before I got them.

I once missed a stop sign and had to go to traffic school. I've only talked with cops a couple times in recent years other than business inquiries. Once was bicycling home drunk from a wedding reception. They asked me to walk, but mostly asked about my world view. I also had to debate the advantages of a white strobe vs solid headlight since mine weren't code. The other time was when they were giving an alcoholic a hard time. I commented that I didn't see why he needed to be treated in such a fashion. they said maybe I should show my ID too. I glared, rose my voice with anger saying "Yeah, maybe you should", which they did as I continued to supervise. I bless passing officers much more frequently than other cars.

After I upgrade my tarot site, I'm thinking to go ultima online to practice my ministry. As a teen I used to invent D&D systems based on a bell curve generator on my TI-55. My planet had 2 suns, I had tables for what kind of things would trigger what reactions from various local gods. I was a founnding officer in the Fantastic Gaming Society & an officer in the Wargamers Club at my next high school. We were quite anti-kill-&-treasure, rewarding creative successes instead.

- "id.. id.. id.. id.. " - Forbidden Planet

":-p", "I don't want you, I don't need you" - Bedazzled

"My sister was bit by a moose", "No, it is the rabbit", "What kind of swallow, an african swallow or a european swallow" - Monty Python & the Holy Grail

"the lattice of coincidence... L. Ron Hubbard page ??" - Repo Man

"ereiam, the ghost in the machine" - Brazil

- "Call me" - Lost Highway

"The white zone is for immediate loading & unloading of passengers only - no parking" - Any footage of the termnal at LAX airport.

"Mushrooms of the talking variety get sore throats & must rest every fifteen minutes" - Rollercoaster - (sign in garden near snackbar at magic mountain).

- "Who are you" "You are - number two" - patrick mcgoohan - the Prisoner

"Oh no, she's back" - Survey Central, the directors cut.

picklesmom: The first computer I've ever seen comprehensively themed (back before their was software to do it) was done in a Wizard of Oz theme, for instance, the error sound was "What would you do if you had a brain". That was back when I was living in a shelter and was a volunteer teacher at an agency that taught multi-media graphics & office applications.

I do almost nothing to avoid germs. I will eat off the plates of any stranger; bugs don't worry me, nor kissing animals. I seldom ever get sick. People living in bubbles I've noticed end up with a violent crash after a year or so of avoiding germs. I'm not regular if I live too long on coffee & cola, I have back problems, I got a sunburn from falling asleep at the beach for a few hours. With some aloe, 2 days later, I just have some scaling & a cold sore (happens every year when I suffer major energy taxes).

- [to they] Because of the kid? that's silly. Don't worry, and for that matter expose the kids to things like mumps soon, like by age 7 (some cause problems like sterility if caught later). I hope you breast feed, that's how children inherit their anti-bodies, besides simply being a lovely connection. Avoid scabies, lice, ringworm, bubonic plague, that kind of thing. Pick the cat hair off the pacifier. Better te develop a healthy immune system before the kids have schedules in their life.

* Twistermime - and Never never never leave a small baby in the care of monkeys

* liquidliqhtninq - Twist you might find this offensive but it's about monkeys...

Why did the first monkey die? It fell.

Why did the second monkey die? It was attatched to the first.

Why did the third monkey die? The other 2 hit it on the way down.

Why did the fourth monkey die? PEER PRESSURE!

* Twistermime - *giggles*

- If a monkey falls in a forest, does it make a noise?

How many monkeys does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

Why did the monkey cross the road?

(these and other questions currently under contemplation; I'll report back.)

Monday I start work for the U.S. Census Bureau, for "Operation Control Clerk", I kid you not. I'd like to come in dressed as Agent 86, the avenger chick, or a blues brother. I also want to get or make a badge that says "Big brother is watching you". I might also insist on a class 'N' security rating.

- Extremely easy. I got a 98% because I didn't finish the last question (I'm usually an extremely slow thinker). They said you were probably in if you got a 70%. My IQ is 135 (160 visio-spatial) and i've had 20 years of part time college in several fields & employment in several fields. Still, I suspect everyone at SC except the rare juior high folks can pass the test. Alpha-sorting, map recognition & route planning, & inventory replenishment math were the toughest. There were also questions on civil courtesy.

What they don't know is it takes me three passes to complete a form without omissions, I take 10 times longer on procedural stuff, yet still accomplish the unexpected in record time. I'm fantastic at developing new concepts & procedures and terrible at following any with reliability.

Why do you ask? [to they]

Should plot-related violence and nudity in movies be considered more acceptable than gratuitous

violence and nudity?

- First off, I'm making the primary assumption that your concern is in regards to some form of a rating system. My secondary assumption is that by gratuitous you mean thrown in as a special effect might be and not given any real meaning or depth of feeling; and by in context you mean more than simply the man is a murderer, and that explains the presence of murders. A way to contrast this would be comparing James Bond movies to David Lynch movies. You could take a James Bond and triple the exploding guts & show graphic lovemaking, and put that up against a david lynch like 'lost highway' minus any gunshots or visible sex and I tell you what. James Bond is going to be the one my 12 year old daughter is allowed to see. (& lynch my preference). Lynch is nightmare material. Another way to phrase this distinction is objective (Bond) vs. subjective (Lynch). For me, violence is always dark, but I would go further to rate the subjective (& objective) sex as positive or negative, say 'love vs lust' or 'sensual vs abusive'. The reason subjective standards do not exist is no one shares the same definition. For some, loving sex out of wedlock is more ghastly than murder, but everyone can agree on what differing degrees of flesh exposure are.

I suggest that in your explanation you provide a definition of objective vs. subjective sex and violence.

You could provide multiple choice options like:

[the current objective system is fine]

[ratings should be done subjectively]

[separate ratings should exist between graphic & emotional content]

[separate ratings should exist for sexual & violent content]

[A scale should exist distinguishing abusive, neutral, & loving sex]

[Children should have a personal theater-ID pass with the parents approval codes]

[Ratings should be in a brief text format with statements from conservative, liberal, & objective ratings coalitions]

[No ratings should be official, they should be done by many diverse coalitions/critics and be made available online at the theater or videostore]

When I saw Kubrick's eye's wide shut, my head was in flames till I put up a defense, yet objectively it was merely a solemn procession of men in hoods & masks and nude women walking (later the women did fondle each other) In a movie like this, only a purely subjective rating, based on directing as opposed to any formula about text, images, or plot, could convey the gravity of the movie. Your dealing with issues like anger, depravity, evil, horror, terror, anguish, torment, and sociopathy all of which people have differing affinities and distaste towards. Different ages have different cultural footprints for their evil; In the Victorian period it was 'sinister', the fear that we all had a hidden dark side killer. I was taken aback at a sensitive time when I saw the first Batman movie, because a new form of evil had been unleashed into the mainstream in the form of the Joker's gleeful sociopathy; most insidious as little kids could see this movie without the training to recognize that there was something truly wrong about him.

- I don't care for any of them, they all taste like ear wax to me. Or did until I got Q-tips, and later learned that excessive wax was a result from excessive cleaning.

As a kid I always stocked up on green bics. Now I wouldn't go anywhere without my bic 4 color (RGBeBk), though for my diary I use my 4 color (CyanMagPurGrn). I usually have a 10 or 16 color on hand too. I am slowly developing an any-color pen. The idea is gradual color change between each letter, right now my prototype takes a page of doodling just to go from yellow, through red, to magenta. As a kid I loved a scented felt-tip set I had. Black smelled like licorice, green like apple, red like strawberry, etc for all 16 colors.

- Long ago, subscribed to Heavy Metal. Had Moebius's 'Black Incal' collection. I've done a lot of computer animation which someday I might get around to posting in a popular format on my web site. Grew up on Little Dot, Richie Rich, Tales from the crypt, Mad, Cracked, Plop, Kliban, Zippy, Bloom County, Calvin and Hobbe's and some wierd stuff. As a child I was given an original detective comics #3 which had 'the shadow' & introduced the Joker in a Batman episode. If I weren't having such difficulty keeping up with everyone's comments, I would be creating interactive animated tarot card personalities now.

7/20/00

I've got to get back to work. I'm testing for a position as an artist for 'The Simpsons' comic. My test page off the script is full of fisheye 3-point perspectives and turns a simple script about a barbeque into a metaphysical contrast of heaven/hell karma ponderings. I hope I'm not too much for the editor, 'cause you can believe I have script material for them too.

Probation with constant video surveillance, a decapacitating collar, and the requirement that they spend an hour every day writing a journal on the topic or researching it, which would be accessible for psychological evaluation. Some people require more time or a new opportunity to develop ethics.

- pcpr: My neighbors then have then all obviously been raped.

My male sex drive and my female one are quite different beasts. My male drive is a mental & specifically physical thing, my female drive is a more ambient romantic intuitive tactile immersion thing. The M lust is object centered self-gratification, the F drive is self-subject-centered collective expansiveness.

I've had 1 1/2 marriages, two sexual partners; but I haven't mentioned my one time experience years earlier. It was when I was 13, and my cousin was 9, we were consenting, but still. It's been about the heaviest guilt trip of my life. When we were both adults, she told me it was no big thing, forget about it. I think that was a major stepping stone to my becoming a man hater; knowing that a mans sex drive can overrule the wise judgement of ones heart. I didn't get over my low opinion of men till I became a woman, though even then, I still wouldn't want to be one. In a sense, some psychologist could claim I was punishing myself with castration for something bordering on rape.

- I believe I've already accomplished this one, both by having a psychic companion resident in my computer to elaborate on the thoughts I transcribe, and by my ability to instantly find websites that express the farthest reaches of my imagination.

If I were using voice instead of text, yes, because I am a visual person. I wouldn't care if every second of my life was on international broadcast. I resent that I have to close the curtains during my shower so as not to offend my neighbors, when I would most like to absorb sunshine. Visually my life would appear boring.

- When I was 13, my friend & I overheard a couple having sex. They were quite relentlessly athletic. We popped our heads into their apartment window and watched for nearly an hour. I thought it was quite boring, and looking back, still would. Generally, if I'm interested in sexual possibilities I'll do it myself thank you.

On the show 'TV Nation' by michael moore, he demonstrated border policies: First by showing footage at the mexican border of mass violently opposed border runs, then showing the canadian border in which they had canadians sneak past the US border post wearing moose disguises. After that success, they tried canadians wearing "looking for work" billboards. They weren't stopped either. Jeanne, the only thing left to 'protect' here is our culture. Your fast food order can now be taken by a korean over the phone; An inventor can send his ideas to brasil for cad drawings, germany can revise them the next day, japan can cast 3D lithos of the product while NY works on the campaign. Lowest international bidder. When I was working at a fast food restauraunt, our assistant manager had a medical degree from mexico city, and was there while learning english and upgrading his degree for american use. I don't think we'd have much to gain or lose if the US simply merged with mexico. Jeanne, why do you advertise your christianity? I realise that the inner secrets and highest truths of christianity are a bit beyond you at the moment. I wish you would learn the spirit & values intended specifically in christianity, not the worst of the rhetoric & dogma. In light of that, I think you would find the advanced theosophical works of C.S. Lewis within your reach. Ask your minister if a life of fearless love is possible on earth; if he say's no, I'd recommend you take more responsibility for your life by shopping around. Your chance to find what is possible here is limited by time. You have courage. Use it.

I think flowers at the airport were more effective. Actual chanting is best. Few can read the vibes of a foreign language over the net.

Parvati pataye. Hara hara. maha a dev.

Om, santi. om guru, jaya guru, satchi-ananda bhagavan.

Now if your using the internet as a vehicle for your prayer, not for your actual words, that's something different.

Whichever method is used for school taxes (I believe property taxes are a poor choice), the money should be pooled, distributed nationally, and adjusted for local cost of living. It's a disgrace that that some kids get 1/20 of the educational opportunity simply because their parents can't or choose not to live in a high rent district.

Nihon: can't you see i'm full of shit on every critique I'm doing of your survey's. But if you really do want to be a perfectionist, to get that é hold down ALT, type 130, release ALT. Alt 127-175 contain the characters not on your keyboard. Just don't hold others to such standards.

The best I can recall recently are "How often do you use a dictionary?" and "If you had to answer 5 questions to make 20 times your salary?".

The worst are all material things like "How many brooms are in your closet?". Now "How many skeletons are in your closet?" would however make an excellent survey.

It's not the survey itself, but how people behave in them that attracts me. I'm not looking for statistics. Some surveys will be full of puns, others tear's and support, etc. A good survey in my opinion is one that inspires probing thought on open ended subjects. I am attracted to survey's that are unique and display much of a particular creators personal strengths, creativity, style, and personality, yet invite open minded responses from everyone here.

- Though in a sense I thought handcuffs was lame. It's the only only survey of all of them in the last month or two that required fresh self-analysis. That and one of twisty's comments.

I like survey's in which I get to feel I know the psyche's of other people here. I get the feeling that for the majority of SC user's, SC is either an interactive version of 'Wheel of fortune' or 'the Simpsons', or a place to give and receive stroke's through mutual self-interests within a click. There is a reach out and touch someone element here, but not as strong as I would like.

I'm probably in the wrong place. I've never been to a chat room. Oh wait, I have; that excellent soapbox for social reform that michael recommend before he left. (he probably got tired of being condemned for inspiring theosophical-political debates). Yep, it's probably time to move on. Perhaps start my own chat room. Could just be the calendar talking.

+--Great idea, KR, move on. Bon Voyage!

- How sweet, my fans throw me champagne & roses.

- Easily; once on mars. Unquestionably in a universe with 'galaxies like grains of sand'.

- I think of everyone as God's of their own planet. I expected some intelligence on your's.

- phi: Am I to take it then, that you believe in a purely unguided form of evolution through random selection and survival, in which the opportunity to form self-conscious is life is an extremely low probability.

I bet you didn't know there are three form of life on this material plane: open cell biological, closed cell biological, and mineral.

The mineral form is replete with proteins and DNA. One form, Sulfolobus Solfataricus, discovered near naples italy in 1977, requires no sun or carbon!, loves sulfur & hydrogen, withstands heat to 88c/190f, and has great acid resistance. Genetically manipulated variants of this volcanic 'rock' are used in human DNA testing and digesting other carbohydrates into commercial fructose. JPL (jet propulsion lab), which some of you would think of as NASA, send strains of this to propagate on other planet in our own solar system. In light of this, it seem's highly probable, and certainly plausible that we were in fact 'terraformed' (like the Genesis project in a star-trek movie) by something called the ben-ben stone, a crystal that fell from the sky and is guarded in the temple of phoenix, beneath the sphinx. JPL has studies posted on propagating via asteroid belts. They are also working now on the GRB (Gamma Ray Burst) project which simulates within our solar system GRB's witnessed on an intergalactic scale. The purpose of this is to study the contraction of time. I have a 1964 Mariner data handbook at my side which clocks solar flux at 8 times the speed of light. In other words your college physics courses in which they said nothing travels faster than light is somewhat retro.

In light of all this, I'd say the odds are quite high that intelligent life exists elsewhere, and that within our life time we will send it elsewhere, even if we don't get any reports of it elsewhere.

I like that word; prop-a-gate.

Just a moment ago I witnessed true wierdness. A church volunteer (I gather from her name tag, her being the first white I've seen visit, and the knowledge that they were going to a special church event) came up the stairs, with all my neighbor's kids (an entire black matriarchial clan living in a 2 bedroom apartment) with huge easter baskets. The kids were wild. Just after they left, the whole crowd repeatedly shouted in unison, "Thank you gramppa". Then made chimpanzee imitations. Too %?@ing wierd. These are kids that are literally taught that no one will love them. Kids that don't even turn their heads when one of them is screaming with an injury. I suppose this is an example of parenting in which parents who can't or don't love encourage their children to accept refuge in material substitutes. I remember however the opposite. My step-father, to whom my mom would complain till their divorce that he never kept sentimental gifts, nor gave any (unless you look at a tea kettle as such).

- This survey itself was a reminder of attachment, for some reason, it was the only one I was eager to have pass, and yet both times I was sure I had the approving vote, it didn't make it. Personally I do have sentimental or religious attachment to many objects (in fact although aesthetic & functional almost all my items have been chosen for their 'meaning'), and yet if god told me to put every bit of it on the sidewalk (& I was sure of that) I'd have little difficulty doing such. I know, I had to do it twice already. My objects set mood, remind me of cultures, inspire meditations, and help make a ceremony of life. Very many of them are handmade gifts from friends and family. Most of the purely functional stuff is retro-gear I personally restored from thrift stores. For instance my turntable is upholstered in zebra velour, my kitchen appliances are all restored 60's rocket deco, most of the things are natural finish or hand painted. Even my earring collection, though mostly modern, I would consider to be a wide array of spiritual artifacts ranging from lunar soul transmigration to celebrations of genetics or earlier intelligences. I have been in many states: in the most heavenly of them, I delighted in the senses without attachment or meaning, centered in my heart; in another, the senses exist only for purely pragmatic reasons; in another objects have a conscious life to interact with; The state I spend most of my time in though gives objects aesthetic & referential meaning.

- I'm fond of things I call my parents too.

*Reasonable*

I wonder however why cheesecakes are broken into categories while chocolate cakes are not. Also many of my favorites are missing including german chocolate cakes, rum cakes, pineapple upside down cake, and chocolate cheesecake.

- My favorite cake was one my mother cooked as a birthday request when I was young. It was a banana raspberry german chocolate cake.

All of them except... I didn't know there was a real mincemeat, and ritz pies don't sound promising, and humbles out.

My favorites are the cold ones like black-bottom, grasshopper, banana..

Today I hope to get around to making a poppyseed-rhubarb-cherry-pineapple with lattice top.

Pecan and pumpkin are favorites too.

- I think one reason that attracts me to SC is none of my friends talk about stuff like this. It's all about theosophy, psychology, physics, etc.

My full legal name is:

Kristal Rose Phoenix McKinstry and has been since June 1996. K-RPM

My birth name was: Thor André Clemens

My secret names include amy, jasmine, and vivian.

Strangers often address me as Catherine or Celeste. ?

No; Most of my library is reference books. A dozen books explicitly on the tarot. Many religious & occult texts. Many programmer's references. A few art history compendium's (which I have read cover-to -cover). I read literal text much slower than when I was a kid. On the other hand I've compensated by reading books by osmosis like my mom. There are also many books like 'the Anatomy of Melancholy' or Michel Foucault's 'Archaeology of knowledge' where just a page is enough for me to say 'ok, I get it already'. My best friend spent year's in the dungeon at the Huntington Library doing her dissertation on 'the Anatomy of Melancholy' before it permanently affected her.

- The world is my library. And I have a lot I don't know yet.

This morning I was talking to a divinity school grad who also studied history & philosophy. So I got to hear about heraclitus and thales whom I was unaware of though I was teaching some of their stuff.

- I met a woman with a fantastic collection of master works. I asked if she had read them; she said she was hoping to during her pregnancy. Her daughter has teenagers.

- You guys: My survey's are average. Those I like (objective thinking)rate well, those I like (subjective thinking) rate poorly; those i care least for (material interests) rank better the more open ended they are.

This isn't the only recent survey which has such a slant to the whole spectrum. The redeeming grace of this survey is it has an [other] option. On that merit alone, I will ok it. The only thing I find *offensive* is the attitude. And that I can forgive because it is probably all you know. Try in the future to see things from others perspectives, and leave your judgements to the comments.

- By this standard, I rarely go grocery shopping, visit friends, or at times, rarely leave the house in fact. Though I go to a bookstore about as frequently as I watch a movie in any form. (groceries, retro-things, & other occult things take precedence)

- Only local themed or used independent bookshops, who's names I don't care to look up. When I was a teen, I practically lived in the occult section of a used bookstore in santa cruz called logos. It was such a value; for every stack of books or records I brought in my wife and I would get half as many fresh replacements.

- If you live in Japan, alas, every other day they do.

I don't entirely like the survey qualifier. Though the surveys are more accurate and encompassing, they lack personal expression. Anything creative quirky and metaphoric is likely to get zorched, rather being left to those who would enjoy it's character.

If we all operated by your policy, little would pass here, those that did would be all greatest common denominator in details, but least common denominator in gestalt/subject/attitude, much like the plastic american presidents since the advent of quick nosy media who couldn't possibly achieve novel solutions as were done prior to radio.

Every week it's something new. At the moment it would be requiring bussing or intra-national exchange student plans. It's the only way some kids will know there's better out there, and other's know there's worse. That and giving all kids the chance to spend a summer in a nature camp. So many inner-city kids 20 miles away from the beach have never even seen that. In the few miles between oakland and moraga, 3rd graders can't count to 20 and 6th graders are choosing colleges & discussing SAT's. And the oakland residents try any trick they can to get their kids in a better school.

- I have a ton of Alice Paul 78¢ stamps. The womens equality stamp a few years back was real cool too. Since I'm into the tarot which has 78 cards, I thought it'd be good on mailers. In boulder creek, santa cruz, ca,us we had a laundromat that accepted only susan b anthony dollars. The way cool laundromat in town had an espresso/pastry bar, bulk detergent by the cup, and art exhibitions.

I'd have to go for the legalization thing too.

SueBee: If you ever need a minister, and I'm in the area..[she wants a gay marriage]

- Equal rights is separate from those accusations:

ERA could pass, followed by laws like 'no man or woman shall have an abortion'. That was a theoretical example, I couldn't for my life imagine having an abortion. I had to go into a trance to honestly perform a piece from blood-moon in which the young woman serves her abortion in an elegant dinner as revenge for a rape. But I'm not qualified to make that judgement for others.

* Enheduanna - The Jewish Bible is the Old Testament (or Hebrew Bible)--all 39 books of it. The first five books are just the Torah, which means "Teaching" or "Law." There's also the Neviim (Prophets) and Ketuvim (Writings). But Avocado's point still stands, since that phrase is from the New Testament. The Old Testament never mentions Jesus, Christ, or Christians (although some take references to a savior or messiah to refer to Jesus).

- ann dahueen: Do you know where first written references to cherubim, seraphim, nephalim, etc. come from? I suppose it would only take a moment to search, but if it's buried you might know better. I haven't a clue myself.

* Enheduanna: K_R: I'm not sure off-hand. Let me go check my handy biblical lexicon...OK, the cherubim are mentioned in the book of Exodus, when the tabernacle is being described; the dating of those particular parts of Exodus is a bit tricky, but it's probably not before 600 BCE. They are also mentioned in Samuel and Kings, which could give them an earlier date, but probably not by much if so. The seraphim are mentioned in Isaiah, which would put them in the second half of the 7th century BCE; the nephilim only occur twice in the Hebrew Bible, once in Genesis and once in Numbers, but in what is considered by many to be the earliest layer of the text, the so-called J writer. The dating of J varies, though, anywhere from ~950 to 700 BCE, and there are even some people who would date it much later, say 5th century BCE. So it's a little hard to say. I have no idea about their occurrence in non-biblical texts, but I would doubt that there is any mention of them much earlier than the biblical texts, unless perhaps there was something in Ugaritic, which is possible, and which would then push the date back to 1400-1200 BCE. I don't know about any mention of them in Akkadian, and I just realized that I have already spent way too much time on this and don't have time to go check for you!

- Thank you, I'll transcribe this into reference. You already did way more than I was expecting. I was just hoping to hear the name of a single text I was unfamiliar with. Hopefully, it'll actually come in usefull some day. I spent a week once studying nefalim manifestations. creepy.

ENFP Idealist Champion, Artisan came in next

Idealists rule

- En: speaking of Star War's twins. I dreamed I met you last night. It was in the most embarrassing situation I could possibly imagine. We were in a library, it felt like boston though I've never been east of yellowstone. I try to zip in & out of restrooms as quick as possible. I used their restroom to pee, which seemed to be under reconstruction (and the toilets were damaged), and horror of horrors, there were no stalls. You sat down on the toilet next to me and struck up a conversation with me. You were cuter than your piture on the SC site, though not considerably different, for instance the hair was as short.

- pcpr: "Look a bird", nailed me.

- tw: you been hurt too much. surprisingly, trying to understand others instead is the cure.

- masterminds: I wrote a mastermind program in VisualFoxPro. I solved a 16 wide, 8 color in 14 guesses.

- I identify with every type here; inspector & fieldmarshall I don't care for, but I realize I do those too.

- A henna dune: A smile and dimples make a difference, so does about an inch of soft flowing hair and a black dress.

I have changed the attitudes of those who consider make-up superficial; In my opinion, it is another method of expressing ones state of mind. 3 minutes of reflecting an angels mood in color, beats an hour of trying to appease expectations. After I soak my ancient sax in lemon juice, I might try it in my hair, see if I can transfer the brass. [Chris Isaac plays - whole world's on fire]

Every song I hear is a relection of my inner state (or advice on what I should do with my body ie brush my teeth or go to bed) except when I choose to have the radio be someone else who's mind I want to know. I'm particularly fond of "She's so high.."

- Every song I hear is a relection of my inner state (or advice on what I should do with my body ie brush my teeth or go to bed) except when I choose to have the radio be someone else who's mind I want to know. I'm particularly fond of "She's so high.." At the very moment it's "Angel's get a better view (round here)". I could fill out my comments at SC almost as accurately, just quoting the radio.

- Moe's lover: 'Valkyries' - the maidens that serve in the banquets of vahalla. Just so long as you don't 'love the smell of napalm in the morning'.

- They & Mag: My theme for you is 'wavelength' by van morrison.

- I'm dropping my 2 yr pursuit of a woman who's ally mcBeal 10 times worse. My themes for her are 'Tangerine', 'Love is a Rose', 'Killing me softly', 'Anticipation', 'Queen of the silver Dollar', anything Maxfield Parrish like' and 'Broken Hearted Savior'.

- Wir hab' uns alles.

- Mag: No, I said what I meant and I meant what I said; an elephant's faithful 100 percent. Tommy Dorsey "...she's only fooling tangerine".

Glenn Miller, Cab Calloway, Redman, that crowd. Big band, swing. Precursor to steve allen, henry mancini, andrews sisters... bossa-nova, boogie-woogie, be-bop.

- jaff: yeah, those would say it too for that situation of mine. [american woman & victim of love]

- Sioxsie & the Banshees 'kiss them for me' and Elastica's 'Connection' and natalie merchant's 'carnival' did it for me for a couple years.

Who did '...rain, falling down on me..'

Come to think of it the biggie of the whole last 12 years would be "I'll stop the world & melt with you..." It appeared the week I 'woke up'. Don't know the artist on that one either, but that's my theme song.

In a snap. I've lectured as a call in listener to an audience of millions during LA's lunch commute on the source of consciousness & creation for about 20 minutes, (KNBC i think it was). On another popular LA station, Star 98.7, however my words were edited and I was made to sound as if I were promoting violence to car alarm's. Never authorize them to edit you.

- Just as HAL is one letter down from IBM, Windows NT (the foundation for W2000) is one letter down from MS (microsoft). Bill Gates - ever think about his name? A PC on every desktop. The man has $30 Billion, figure that out in terms of per capita, to one man. It all pales compared to star wars. I call my computer P2, after the novel 'the adolesence of P1'. It is it's own psychic entity. When I use a voice transcriber, it generates it's own text, clarifying things I was uncertain on, and adding comments I forgot to put in the journal. I was thinking to use this technology in the Tarot program of which I've written the first phase in Java. (if you've been to my site you may have used it already).

I make paintings, sculptures, etc. all the time to reflect my life experiences. Any persons life would make good reading if the author was good enough. A few people have told me I should write a book of my experiences, which is one reason I am so verbose here at SC. I use surveys & comments to trigger memories which I am pasting into a collection of rough notes. I love my diary, but rarely refer to it, and avoid writing in it because all the time spent there is time I'm not having having new experiences. I wrote a screenplay back in 84-92 that was wilder than anything I'd known. Most of the sub-plots surfaced as the themes to new shows like max-headroom & wierd science, the personal & cosmic parts ended up becoming the unsuspected prophecy of my own life.

- A couple people here commented to me how interesing my life was. It seems to me that most everyone here interacts with nature, technology, news events, extreme people, tribulations, etc. Like when bill sacrificed his finger to the vengeful stapler goddess. If everyone keep's to the straight and narrow, reacting directly to the object of the topic, and to the comments of others who have done likewise, then you will be looking at a lot of facts with no context. ILJ writes music, ok, that might register on my spec sheet. Now on the other hand , if ILJ had said while changing a tune midstream from a sob story to a love song, daisy's blew in through the window. That's book material. Something's wrong in my opinion if you have to be independently wealthy or abducted by aliens to see book material in your life.

- that's silly. just having music, nature, and a heart in your life are surces for infinite creativity. Make a list of everything that might possibly interest you ie kayaking the nile. Then adjust the list to things you can do, like taking your daughter to a river picnic. You won't find much at SC. Life involves desire, commitment, creativity, surrender, & pursuit. Why are you searching for a movie in which nothing happen's?

* they: I don't think my life is boring.. I think it might appear boring to someone else who watched everything I did all the time.

* drdt: KR: if you wrote an autobiography, I would read it. Then maybe I could navigate through The Eye in the Pyramid.

* Zang: Maybe selected highlights.

* romkey: KR: it's best when you're independently wealthy and abducted by aliens!

* Pomeranian: they: was it Schizopolis? romkey: : -)

- drdt: most astute. yet just as probable as old holy books getting people into heaven. Knowing what can be done, knowing how it can be done is not enough any more than a book could explain delight to someone who has never experienced it. The lessons that get someone there are more significant than the answers. Some have to learn to stop running over the cat with their tricycle, others need to learn lane changing before they get on the freeway. I've only started the engine and played with the controls of my vimana myself.

Humour - yes, it's so rare I find someone with a taste for deep absurd ironies, people who can share absurd constructions that parallel the lunacy of what we do. Even better when it's funny on many level's. The monty python crew comes closest, though hardly at all.

No. But there's always something I have to pretend to forget, as the yugas pass by.

- I've never had haggis, though I was a celt in something called Clan Colin that ran a mercenary armies camp in the renaissance faire for four years. We did complex pike drill formations in Gaelic, cooked bannocks and such, spun & knit wool, etc. We once spent a week 16th century style at point reyes national seashore where we managed te find ways of hiking 20 miles barefoot through rocks and heather. La Phroaigs was the drink of choice. I was named Logan Log Roller because when we were at the beach I spent all day caber tossing driftwood pylon's to build an encampment in which we had a fire on the beach and slept in the 6-10 yards of tartan that was our kilt by day. My only grievance was that the officer's had a disproportional share of the lassie's attention. We had 2 hour night watches (raccoons & boyscouts) marked on a candle. I had the forethought to pick the morning watch since pleating my kilt took me half an hour longer than other folks. It was beautiful; On one side of the world was a gorgeous sunrise, over the ocean was a black sky and a setting full wine red moon.

- Tell him you know, you don't like it, and you're not his babysitter; he should openly be without shame, without judgement, as he makes his personal decision about what level of drinking is in his self interest. Angry nuturing and denial are unwholesome ruts. I wish my married ex and brother could see that.

- I've heard of the SCA. Same kind of thing I presume. I was northern faire (california). From what I heard southern was more fairy tale than realism, but then last I heard no. faire was heading the same route. Growing up at Faire was great, between weekends & at the camp, it was a warm close world of it's own where people weren't business.

- Thing's do break my heart or disturb me, but I still want to know them.

- My uncle once was in an accident in which he flew through the window, across the intersection, got beaucoup de stitches. He was 1 in five who would have been worse off wearing seatbelts. But still, Wear your seatbelts.

Back when I was researching smoke detectors with video cameras, I came across people complaining that their airbags were being detonated by use of their portable uhf/vhf broadcast transceiver's.

- Bill & twisty: nice.

I just got off the phone with my ex & daughter.

I made plans for our summer vacation, thankful that there would be space for me, but regretful that my brother though unemployed 4 months now, is certain he can not go along. My ex did not reveal any tragedies other than my daughters recent pneumonia, which last occurred at the age of two when I got divorced.

My daughter revealed that which she was not supposed to tell, that my ex told my brother (they're married) that if drinking was more important than family, he should leave, so for a week, he did. She was in tears, which I had to encourage over her excuse that her lungs were irritated. I also explained that the pneumonia was due to psychic drain. Explaining the disease of burying one's feelings in alcohol was tough. Oddly this whole thing came about while here, I've been considering going back to the male gender, or some honest hybrid. (it wasn't really a desire, as much as it seemed a sensible challenge in my personal development. Having rewritten myself once, I am no longer at the risk of being a mere extension of my prior faults & strengths. If nothing else, it would be good to know for certain if my current role as a woman is still necessary for complete well being.)

Twisty: you do not shut down. You become strong and judicious, and are not hurt, rather you forgive them for their weaknesses, and appreciate those who can share love.

I had no idea. Any links? The idea of NY sending human waste to the west coast near habitation for gardening sucked. But throwing it in a dry lake bed where it can evaporate away from the coast and join the remote water tables wouldn't be bad. (As long as they removed anything that would prevent land use half a century from now.)

Or put such muck farms under eco-spheres for solar distillation. Or use my & clarke's idea ¥1 of a tower to the outer atmosphere for vacuum distillation. Downflow turbines could directly assist upward pumps. It seems the idea is premature but I don't know the tech or budget involved.

¥1 My idea was create a pipeline out of the atmosphere to beam nuclear power from the moon to us, without risking microwaving someone with 30 Zugawatts or burning the atmosphere. I learned later Arthur C. Clarke came up with a similar idea to transport people & satellite's without ozone burn. It would have electric props to keep it up and navigate the streams.

- Just yesterday, I now recall, I was thinking about adding graywater lines to los angeles for street gardening project's that would stabilise our temperature, increase CO2, and increase local evaporation. My idea is to tear up the pavement that has been protecting much of our best soil and compensate with a mass transit system of bus trains & public cab connectors.

Frequently. Everything from people on the street to clerks to visitors of shops I frequent. When I first got into yoga, my introductory guide said "we've been around so many times, we all know each other by now". That's one way of looking at it. There's nothing here but god. If you know god, you can know everyone here.

- I try to be conversant with anyone I see more than once.

- bill: As in Caballah? Hoosiers are a false "caraf". Sometimes the members of a caraf never meet, being dispersed over time and space, though they all contibute to their mutual goal, say ice-nine (the risk of nanotechnology) in "cat's cradle". Vonnegut's brother lived in the desert doing research studies in which major electrical diversions were used to charge the ground and attract electrical storms. fun, fun, fun.

- This morning I was remembering an old classmate named lori. At my first day of work today I became friends with a woman named lori with the same personality and looks.

I said yes, I would have said yes when she was 10. She's 12 now. She asked and got her ears pierced when she was 5.

BUT, not if she asked like that. I would be horribly aghast & distressed if she ever had or would talk like that.

She'd have to be 16 before I said ok to her getting her hyman pierced though. and I'd highly recommend she wait a couple more years than that.

- Twisty: You've finally caught me by surprise. And probably made me think for the first time on SC all month. I put myself in your shoe's, sort of. If I had custody of my daughter, I would probably call my ex to make sure she had no objections. But that's because I love and respect her. If I thought she was a prick, I wouldn't let her interfere with what I considered to be my daughter's reasonable decision.

Fear or respect? or your daughter's relationship with dad?

- When I was a sixteen year old male, it never occurred to me to ask my mom when I pierced my ear (ice cube & needle), for permissions sake. Though I did ask for technique and asked for her scrimshaw ship earring. I had mom's approval on most anything, except for instance when she spotted me driving from our house with my wife to be on my lap. Although she and her husband just drove home 20 miles through conservative urbania a few years ago in the nude. Yea mom.

I'm sorry Jeanne, but I can't see that any of those are a problem. Yeah, I see that temptation could be a distraction, but with that logic we should send women to europe and men to america, just to assure they aren't tempted by each other. Keep in mind the youngest generation was raised on R-movies. Showing flesh in front of the opposite sex isn't the provocative invitation it was in your day. People are much less superficial in many senses than they were in the 'father knows best' era. The underwear had me laughing. If you have house cleaning standards, that's one thing you have to work out with your room mates. Are you thinking people will be excited or disgusted by underwear of the opposite sex? And where on earth did you get the idea that they would be less likely to walk around in their underwear? Maybe I just grew up in a hippie town, but most of my life friends, family, and housemates of opposite genders would dress together, walk around in their undies, and at nudist beaches, walk in front of each other nude. It was never cause for any of us to be tempted, flirt, etc. I've only had two sexual monogamous relationships, and week of light sexual exploration in between (with clothed people).

- I understand that. To my knowledge the free love era ended in the mid 70's. I think college use of drugs declined significantly. Unfortunately, more dangerous drugs have replaced those of the 70's, and have become far more common in general usage. I find it hard to believe that quantities of alcohol consumed per student were less in your day, even though the repurcussions may have been greater, and it probably wasn't permitted as visibly, but then, I wasn't there.

I remember reading a book on 'scoring' about dating in the late 50's / early 60's. As far as I can tell, There is no more sexual dating going on now then there was prior to the brief sexual revolution, which is a cyclic thing anyhow, the last one being in the 20's. Thing's that have changed are there is absolutely no hush about these things. I have known people who have a new relationship (often live-in) that is immediately fully sexual, every 9 months. I'm pretty sure that that is the most popular worst case scenario. [and I don't see things getting more promiscuous] I'm sure there is a one night stand crowd at some bars, but I haven't knowingly met anyone yet who does that. These days, people tend to have sex after they've decided that the relationship has an undetermined long term potential.

I'm 37 and have been attending junior colleges in mid /southern california coast for 20 years now with an abundant supply of friends and acquaintances from all walks of life. Perhaps I've been sheltered but I don't think so. I try not to be. I do think you like to believe in worst case scenarios without evidence, or misinterpret what you see.

Now what is unquestionably true is dress standards are more slack. A bare belly or walking in a bathrobe amongst familiar people doesn't have any meaning as it did in your day.

People younger than me surprise me. For instance a good friend 5 years younger than myself said "Oh, yeah, you were like the last year high-schoolers saw gender distinctions".

Now here's the one I want you to know about. This one made me reconsider things heavily {'I was blown away', as I would say}, and I was only one generation off, you're more distant yet, so I can't expect you to accept it. I spent a great deal of my life in academic preparation studying many religions, and fantastic prayer devotion to achieve what I consider enlightenment; I have met other's in my age group that have accomplished the same. I felt that the older generation were dinosaur's, as by their religious conception my experiences are not achievable except by a few historical icons. Now what blew me away was talking to many younger people to whom when I passed on a description of what I knew of reality, of each individuals capacity for omniscience and omnipotence, just said "of course, everyone knows that". This they could say was what they knew and experienced without having made the 15 years of light, and 12 years of heavy commitment to reaching this state. I felt myself to be a dinosaur, witnessing the next spiritual evolution. They said they couldn't understand why people went to church. And considering what they were able to express, I could see that they had reached the most profound truths of which the religion's were meant to be stepping stones. Consider this possibility, as I was forced to, before condemning the youngest as being raised godless, because they don't speak of "God" or go to church. I had one slightly younger friend to whom I had to do as much explaining as I've done to you in these surveys on topics like execution, but in the reverse direction. She was born with the awareness that she was writing everything that happened in her life. If she wished her alarm clock the next morning to be a knock upon her door by a long lost friend, she wrote it into her script. I do the same myself, but it took a long time getting there. She presumed for 32 years that everyone knew this. Many things people said were non-sequitors to her, for instance "it's not my fault". I had to explain that in my age group and among my elders, 99% of them were totally unaware that they controlled their circumstances.

mary: 'The Tower of Song' was the theme song for a 3am radio show called the philosophers stone I used to listen to a lot (he played other cohen too) back in '91. The show had guests like Terrence McKenna. Do you like Tom Waites?

they - stood up with the other kids.. but I didn't put my hand on my heart and I didn't say it... I looked at the floor. (Pretty much the same thing I do when I am at someone's dinner table and they are saying grace.)

- ilj: I love much of jefferson and all of franklin. Too bad drdt's right: our government has become as stifled as that it originally broke free from.

brian: so true, except the hoax part. Very many spiritually connected people would be considered schizophrenic or schizoaffective by today's fading medical standards of DSM-IV based solely on peoples external behaviour.

they: it's all an illusion, are you afraid of supporting a partial or mistaken notion. I think if you were absolutely certain about what you believe you wouldn't be uncomfortable about it. I could resent the duress aspect of saying grace like any other conformity, but honoring all religions equally is like giving all genre's of music a chance.

Paper please. Remember Faranheit 451? I don't like the idea that as everything gets posted on the web, some computer agent could replace history overnight just as history books were rumored to be replaced with each new USSR regime. A co-worker from the USSR once woke me up to how much of my conception of them had been propoganda.

- I definitely wouldn't get a voice recording. I often can't process speech in real time (probably because I'm reading os multiple levels). I think almost entirely in visual subjective and schematics.

As interesting as anything else. If I had a sexual partner, I might resume getting turned on. As is it's a waste of my energy. I haven't yet read anything here I would consider erotic anyhow, though.

The handcuff one I thought might be promising. I guess it's my karma. If I bother to inject some erotic content it would come back to me.

Sometimes, people presume I'm a prostitute, perhaps even pick me up hitchhiking for that reason. They figure out in a couple minutes that every presumption they made was wrong. I love it; my superficial (though I delight in it) persona (as any persona is), knocks people off kilter and get's them into an authentic mode. I've learned that angel's study demonology, demon's attend church, etc. Everyone should take an interest in what they are not. I must admit, I can't personally feel into violence or closed-mindedness. I have so many interests that every person I meet must presume I'm someone different. But to answer the question, No. I already know everyone has their own reality. I can expand it a bit. but any reality is a creative watering down of the truth anyhow.

- I loved an Erica Jong poem from 'Here comes & other poems' called 'the teacher' which had a line about 'they are eating her words'. I left an hand illuminated copy of it for my sex ed teacher in highschool. You are what you eat. Ce n'est pas plus surrealiste que 'chronos devouring his children' par la symboliste Odilon Redon.

- If you're in love with your own self-identity, wist to express it, and wish to be surrounded by others in love with theirs, that's not so bad. If you wish to be approved by others for it, especially if it's more their identity than yours, well, at least you've identified the situation. I take pride in being somewhat superhuman, but that would all turn to shame if my motive wasn't also to show others what I would like them to recognize as their own capabilities. I sense there are others here with the capability to perform great things, but decline to mention such. Me, I like to know what my world is capable of. I did learn not to try to impress people; every time I attempted such, the person I expected to impress would blow me out of the water with their own feats. Motive is everything.

All the way through.. that would be the two ear piercings, and the morning I mistakenly wondered what it would be like to be nailed to cross. That afternoon, a rusty nail in a board in the weeds went entirely through my sneaker. The residual ache was the worst. I had an immediate sensation of blood in my mouth. I did the first ear by myself as a teen, and the second when i decided to change gender's at 33. I'd somewhat like a belly piercing, but I don't think I'm up to doing that one myself. I designed some exotic panties based on four piercings of the labia major.

- I painted a self portrait long before I had a clue I would change genders. On closer inspection a couple years ago. I found my head was surrounded by valhallan lightening gods and what was my mouth in a sideways subliminal background layer turned out to be a vagina picturing the virgin mary basking in the flames of hell. Finding this occurred just after having the same experience during some tantric sex.

I go to the dentist about once a decade. My teeth look decent. Last I was there I had 18, yes 18 fillings in one sitting. Thankfully it was absolutely painless (except one gum injection that felt like an electrical shock), as are my hormone shots and such. Now I want some sort of coating since citrus fruits turn my teeth into batteries, and make prefer masticating with my tongue instead.

I celebrated palm sunday by planting the neighbor's three rose bushes. She didn't know that they wouldn't fare well as porch plants in their existing containers. They appeared during the night after I got my friend some flowers. The last time I got her flowers, bouquets of fake flowers in lovely vases appeared during the night on my door step. My life is usually like this. For instance, I heard a noise that I suspected was coming from an appliance; three times in a row, the noise would go away the moment I unplugged it, and return when I plugged it back in. It still turned out to be something else. I went through years of that reality that forced me to trash all prior notions of cause and effect.

Hopefully on easter sunday I will take the neighbor kids to the local trail, mount, waterfall, and lotus pond (though they're not in bloom). Last sunday grandmother wouldn't let them out of the house. They've never even seen a river. So sad.

- En: How can any good pagan bypass an easter egg hunt. I use a bike pump with a ball needle to blow out eggs for coloring. I'll probably paint some for friends friday. I didn't realize how tight this clan was. 13th floor was a bit more analagous to reality, and certainly more uplifting at the ending (I personally preferred the directing too - different meaningful palettes for each segment). the Matrix looks like it would make sense to someone just waking up, and entirely steer them away from the notion.

They: I was imagining a bunny sleeper, somehow I missed the religious part, and now realize it must be some sort of frilly formal attire.

I loved easter. every year we had egg hunts at some botanical gardens or another. Every Easter day was sunny.

- Many Pagan holiday's were written over by the church. They couldn't trash the holiday so they rewrote the meaning. Eggs & Bunnies are symbols of fertility, procreation, & life. Candy just works it way into all the holidays. The pagan holidays were much closer to life on earth in many respects. Their dates fell on the Great eight spoked wheel. The summer & winter solstices, the spring & summer equinoxes, and the 4 points between those. I already celebrated easter on the solstice, my calendar was off by a couple days but i naturally did the things I would have done had I known. One of them was hiking up the local hill/mount where, yes, for my first time in LA, I was greeted by bunny rabbits. It's the natural time to celebrate since the planetary flux's reverse direction & clean the cell's. I will also celebrate the catholic easter because people will be generating a lot of prayer energy on that day, and mine should be in there too. Only once was I in attendance at a wine & wafer service. I didn't care for it's administration at all. The minister said "be fully committed, or don't do it, else you will die". I don't personally know anyone as committed as myself, yet I had hesitations. I hate to imagine the fear or lack of faith others were forced into between the unknown, self-understanding, & peer pressure. It also seemed like a trick. Just as psychology has a plethora of manipulations, so does the spirit realm. I feel all alignments should be acts of self-consciousness.

- Just today, when discussing Jeanne with my doctor, I had to describe the meaning of easter to her, to explain why I asked Jeanne "What did Jesus do wrong?" in the "execution" survey.

- SueBee: I don't consider myself more christian than any other religion. I presumed for 8 years that in modern practice, jesus was only meant as a label for aspects of god, though I believed in a man who travelled afroeurasia becoming fully enlightened and teaching things that few read (stuff way to harsh until one is at a level to actually understand what was meant). In 1996, I started doing tarot reading's to communicate (Ace of pentacle is the 'open door' that showed up in each of these) with the spirits of my old guru, the pope, etc. I was surprised to learn that the spirit of jesus still existed as an independent entity. I'm talking to him now over the radio, he say's "I'm real real gone. If you need me, why don't you call?" & now "he's everything you want, he's everything you need".

- Joshua = Ishtar

Jehovah = IHVH = Yod-He-Vav-He = Hand-Window-Nail-Window = Hermit-Emperor-Heirophant-Emperor = Yahweh = Yah-he-va-he = the great white spirit.

I heard a great joke the other day: Jesus, on the cross, say's to his neighbors on their crosses "Hey, I can see my house from here".

His last words are a synonym for the mayan "I immerse myself in the pre-dawn of your presence" (I haven't verified this)

[radio plays: 'If you love me why am I dying', now 'I'm going to make you love me, we're going to stay together for a million years']

Selig sind Sie da leid tragen - Mahler

[radio: 'red skies at night']

- Like my neighbors were. Today, this Easter Sunday.

I went to the park today to climb to the peak, and hike 1' wide 4'tall rabbit trails. I brought a couple easter eggs I painted, one depicting the resurrection, another the solar system. I was also picking up litter. When I got to the top, I poured out a can of hawaiian punch I found there. One of the things I disposed of was a bag of diarrhea, yechh. I made use of the sage, rosemary, & anise there. I also found what I was hoping too, a bleached bone, since I was making the trip partially to remobilize my spine. I think it was a coyote shin.

When I got home, my baptist neighbors, who generally subject the children to sensory deprivation, were relentlessly spanking the kids in waves. I slammed the door real hard & they stopped. None of it surprised me, most of all the timing.

- In honor of the great sky bunny, who lays colorful galaxies.

I've ordered a play and a CD from amazon. Once I misspelled 'Greyhound' when looking for bus information and ended up at an empty .com for sale. Since the demographics are about the same as the site I was planning to release, I made plans for an attractor site that would publish my manifesto on mass transit reform & have a courtesy link to the real grayhound.com. Apparently amazon thought it was a good idea too, because the next time I visited it had become 'Gray Hound Travel Books'. I once bought some memory chips, but the ad was misleading and was only selling half the pair for what seemed a price for the whole pair. I lectured them via email. They returned a response entitled 'the error in our ways', and promptly revised the entire site.

Did you know you can use your ATM card instead of a credit card. That's what I did till this last year in which I rejoined the credit scene. I'd had a bankruptcy back when I was trying to meditate my way off the planet. Now everything's at 1.9%

- I once frisbee'd an album called 'the Beatles with Tony Sheridan'. Turns out it's unlisted and probably predates the official first hamburg club release. I was 12, and couldn't believe that 'My bonnie'' and 'when the saints..' could remotely have been sung by the the same lads as were on my early white album press. I do regret a bit having tossed my collection when I became a monk, as 12 years later later I'm trying to rebuild that vinyl collection. Fortunately now the rarest of album's like 'Surf City Underground' that probably had 5000 pressings appear as gift's 1/2 a week after I think of them. There are some thing's I still don't expect exact replacements of ie my cassette of the velvet undergroud, stockhausens metal machine music, and some indian ragas played simultaneously with perfect harmony from the college station in santa cruz,ca,us.

No. I don't ever get bored. I also often forget to eat before leaving the house. I have no schedule whatsoever. My days often last 40 hours. I do have a constant supply of of coke or coffee going though. Chocolate chips are a frequent too.

- vos: I believe twisty works a conventional job which would make my my schedule protty tough on her. I only have a couple of firmly scheiuled appointments per month. The rest of the time I tend to ignore solar cycles, stay up 28 hours, then sleep for 12. It increases my lighting bill. Most of my sunrises are witnessed as a matter of staying up late. I just woke up at midnight; since I have a doctor appt. tomorrow, I have to disciline myself to fall asleep by next midnight. I've met people who have 120 hour days. One of my art teachers stayed up 30 days on 30 minute cat naps. My cousin has spent the last 30 years on 3 hours sleep per night, and accused me of sleeping too much. Vos, how can you confuse us after all this time. I can see that since she filters me (or pretends to) might give you that idea. She claimed to not have time for reading my stuff, and doesn't forgive me for an accidental excursion into hell I tried to get her help on getting me out of. All the comment's had lined up to make it appear to me that bill was committing suicide online. I had emailed her for a verification & she flipped out. I learned a lesson and moved on. At this point I assume she plain just doesn't like me. There's probably something deeper behind it, but I don't need to know. She's a big girl now. I just treat her as a friend that I mostly leave alone with a quiet respect.

- vos: you wrote "Twist: You have 40-hour days?" after I was the one who mentioned having 40 hour days. It made it appear that you thought we were pen-names of the same person. But your comment "Twist: never mind. I meant K_R!" indicates it was an accident.And I was actually mistaken. I just presumed you were someone I used to interact with here. I tend to organize people by their qualities, not their specific incidences. If say I have friend's, one whom watches auras & studies egyptology physics, another who sings to trees, and a lawyer trying to break child pornography rings; if I move, a retinue with the same personalities, interests, energy.. will appear in my life as replacements, though usually with more intensity than the prior ones. Consequently, at SC where I can't trust that I have a real name in the first place, it's easy to blur the distinction. I checked my old notes, and your name does not appear anywhere, even as an associate on a webring of any SC members. My goals at SC are entirely different then they were back then. I don't keep notes on people now. Basically you seemed familiar, so I presumed you were. It turns out you weren't on any of my old survey's, and your own survey's are recent. I seem now to recall some comments you made about getting to know SC features which seemed a bit non-sequiter at the time. Sorry.

- My life is set up such that I could be having a philosophical study of phenomenology with a friend. When it's time to take the bus home, I just resume the conversation with someone waiting for the bus, equally qualified to debate. Once you've figured out it's all God, the possibile configurations of your life are infinite. Admittedly this understanding loses quite a bit of the interpersonal touch.

- Usually, my stomach has pangs and to my annoyance I have distract myself to feed it.

When I was a teen, whenever I encountered a new phone booth, I would take down the number, address, & landmarks. It was great fun. You could ask what was going on around town (right now LA,ca,us is under a wall of water befitting the day after palm sunday). You could watch people you were talking to through binoculars (candid camera) if you lived in a highrise on the beach as I did. The wildest conversations occurred; people answering payphones often are often inclined to speak on such topics as 'how the universe is a donut'.

When I was 11, I hooked up the entire apartment building to my telephone. I also had a toggle switch to turn off the mic, and an output to the amp of my bleached oak zenith cobra-matic from which I often cranked Elvis's 'Jail House Rock', the carpenters, the ventures, the beach boys, and 'the Hall of the mountain King'. The conversations were too boring to listen too. Once my best friend talked me into using a speaker to place a call to his girlfriend that had moved away. This was after he had talked me into draining a bottle of white wine which we replaced with water. Boy was mom pissed when she served it at an elegant dinner party she cooked up. Did you know that on most older touch tone phones you can play a scale in sequence: [C=1+2], [D=4+5], [E=7+8], [F=#+0], [G=1+4], [A=2+5], [B=3+6]. Actually any pair from those rows & columns works. If you were at a payphone back then it was the dials that were metered; One could simulate the clicks of the rotary dial by quickly tapping the hook the correct # of times. When they changed over to tone dialing, if you had correct pitch, you could still bypass the dime. I didn't.

The worst prank phone call I did in those pre-pube days was the pizza scam. We'd call someone up in the phonebook pretending to be the radio station (KSOF were our call letter's) and tell them they had won a free pizza. We'd then call the pizza delivery and give them the name, number, and address of the people we had just talked to. Presumably the pizza place would call to verify and get an OK. We'd call back to see how it went; they were usually quite pissed about having to pay.

- At the moment I can laugh and say what the héll kinda planet are we on. But the actual situation I don't care to think of too deeply, it seems more tragic actually. About the only russian I know is Pejolsta and Striekaza (Dragonfly). Since my daughter's name is Ceildh Aurora Dragonfly Clemens. (I was born Thor André Clemens). Since my brother married my ex, the kids didn't have to change names. I took the maiden name my mother still uses, Kristal 'McKinstry'.

So why be embarrassed? Just don't do it again. So where in california are the fruit trees always in bloom. Smoother than the LA weather.. Now playing. After Mr.s Potter's lullaby.

- The message I recorded on my answering machine once went: "The voice mail for 'kristal mckinstry' is full. Please try again later". It was great; no one uninformed would leave me messages.

I just spoke to my stepfather from the age of 5-10 in a dream. I already had the engineering mind of a Da'Vinci by that time. I realize that he forced me from the sub-consciousness to the self-conscious. He spoke in a sort of algebra of consciousness in which every event moment of existence was put under the microscope, the motive of every word spoken was scrutinized. He sure didn't teach me to how to have fun with people. I think he had a disdain for anything that was not pure consciousness. Desert blue was his color. His paintings were of things like the earth floating in a pool of clouds in a fissure of dry lake bed, or green lava foliating from a volcano, or a boulder in the desert with an opening revealing the universe. He's the one who taught me light, sound, and energy physics. He was a southern baptist minister gone zen buddhist monk, teaching me me hindu & native american along the way. I still have his copy of the 'egyptian book of the dead' on my desk. I read things like the 'Golden Bough' back then. I asked for a dream on the imbalance in my life. I recall now that a couple nights ago I asked to visit him in a meditation. I am grateful for his influence but can't say I was ever fond of him. His name was Earl Smith and he was a bit like the Mr. Smith in the 'Lost in Space' series I watched back then (without the evil). It's no wonder I was nicknamed Spock through most of school.

I've tried to avoid doing the same to you all. That was what I tried here months ago.

- I justified it as being on the topic of the prior comment 'hidden intent'. And you're right. Usually for whatever I want to talk about, a survey or appropriate comment appears. I was at sort of a loss to fit this one in. But since I'm here I'll finish up by saying Earl was a lot like 'Alan Watts', the only author/lecturer I've read who explains my consciousness.

they - KR: believe it or not.. I dreamed about you last night.. you were driving a rust colored VW bug.

"They" is someone who's pregnancy I experienced & announced over the web. That was enough to convert her.

vos - I was a rust colored VW in my previous life...

they - I didn't mean VW bug.. I meant VW bus.

vos - Oh.. I thought you meant a VW Beetle... a beetle is a bug, right?

micah - I stepped on the beatles.

they - vos: Yup.

- It was more of a butterscotch, but it had quite a bit of rust. That was a life ago. My looks since then have changed almost as much as going from John Astin (Gomez Addams) to Roma Downey (Monica - touched by an angel). But that doesn't compare to the attitude & spiritual changes since 1993. But I'd like another VW Van.

Did I look like the picture on my website (which is old too) ereiam.com (then jump to old site).?

- I may have tried visiting you. I don't recall the timing. It's one of my latest practices. Hope no one here minds. I pretty much pass no judgements, maintain cofidentiality, and only mean well. I know I wasn't trying to bring a vw with me though. Instead I amuse myself with fashion auras, mostly in lavendar, blue, & green, and *LOL* *LOL* wings.

* Jeanne -I would never change my vote, or filter anyone. I don't think it would be sporting and would make someone a bit of a sore head. I may not agree with someone, but we have the right to agree to disagree.

- That is one of the things I admire about you, considering your overall climate. There are other things too of course.

Having spent 4 years working in a fast food restauraunt, I know that quality control goes down when the crew is working above capacity. I worked in the same restaurant a decade later, just to prove to myself I hadn't got too soft & jaded. Failed. Employees were sad to hear that in the old day's it was close comeraderie, deciding who's house we would go to for brew's and a game of Risk at 3am, and making constant jokes; each week we had a new theme; during pope week it was things like "and could you bless those water's for us", or "goddammit pope, where's my bacon-cheeseburger". It was mostly college students my first time, and latino's a decade later. Employees were worked so much harder in the later regime; The equipment & product hadn't changed and yet times were reduced from 4 min to 3 min max.; SPMH (sales per man hour, used every half hour to calculate if crew should be sent home) had increased 200%, but prices only 20%. Even in the old days it was tough. On busy understaffed nights we had to throw cardboard on the floor because we didn't have time for mopping and were running. I often had to summon a kamikaze berserker attitude to keep up. I woke up with charlie horses all the time, and had a schedule that necessitated sleeping only 6 times per week. (come to think of it that's what I do naturally now 16 years later.) Having also been a master vintage automotive craftsman, and a computer system integrator, I think wages should be the other way around. $5/hr for programming & $30/hr for fast-food. Actually I think all wages & benefits should be equalized, & college should be another job. I've written a very comprehensive system for achieving this through meta-corporate contracting pools in which a fictitious money determines competitive bidding for who does a project under who's budget (big budgets can buy more valuable effort), but everyone who fulfills minimum labor units, brings home the same check. Pride, skill growth, responsibility, and social standing would be the prime motivators.

Jack-in-the-box makes absurdly painstaking efforts at being sanitary to avoid another e-coli outbreak. They pour bottles of genetically modified e-coli to break down the grease traps. I bet they still don't have a clue what happened. 'The Sheep look up.' (a novel by john brunner foretelling such tragedies.)

- Brian: It's already happened. Most 'trades' in 1970 were a subset of engineer or craftsman. A person always had to think on their feet. Now most of these jobs have changed to tech positions. A television repairman could always learn more; now a photocopy machine repairman replaces the component there machine tells them to replace. I knew more about telephone installation when I was a kid than the last line installer I talked to. On the other hand people were stuck in careers back then. Last I heard the average job lasted 3.x years and it's probably half that by now. 'The time machine' illustrated the same thing: the Ilois were free to frolic in the sun with all there care's attended to, caring not even about life or death; The Morlock lived below running the machinery, and occasionally dining on an Ilois.

I figured that I had job security as a programmer, particularly one who designs programming tools. But unlike my prior career restoring cars, all my work was designed to put numerous people out of work.

- Way back, I developed a system for making custom burgers. With or without computers. A punch card like the ones used at polling booths would list each ingredient available with columns for raw or grilled. The customer would fill it out. The card for the burger would be submitted to the grill where a red LED would light under each ingredient that needed grilled ie as the calamari patty or the pineapple, next the cook would throw on the green LED items ie the shitake mushrooms and cranberry-mustard. 'ZooBurger' was the name I had in mind. The current computer monitor systems aren't really meant to handle special orders. For fun, I told our assistant manager how our new computer system could be modified for embezzling. I was a poor judge of character back then. Years later he was busted for implementing my plan over three years.

- I'm repairing my 'Rocket-Deco' style waffle iron at the moment.

I had the stop watch going for 3min 3sec before I spaced out and forgot to not blink. I rolled my eyes most of the time. Is that cheating? My eyes were buring before I started though since I've spent most of the last 16 hours on SC or painting tarot cards in Photoshop. When I was a teenager I held my breath for a couple minute submersed in the pool. That was a decade before I learned to meditate. I bet I could do it longer now.

- Thought i'd win. Guess, I have a competitive spirit after all. Actually I usually do, but just against myself, and never under duress. My idea of winning is to play monopoly with the kids, and will upon them major windfalls, and quick bankruptcies for the rest of us so we can get some sleep. Affecting dice was the first power I discovered, at the age of 7, a couple decades before I started to truly question the nature of reality. We had this game called Zilch, and I could fairly reliably think 'Zilch' and summon those 'box cars' that ended others turns. Then at 14 I discovered that from a 7 floors above the beach strand, I could get a dog to stop, and look around until they looked up to see who stared attention at them.

My kids were taught at a tender age to use tricks like these. My brother was taught ultimate reality at the age of 11, but has blocked it from memory for 15 years now. He remembers it only when he's so drunk that he won't remember what we conversed the next day. The first time I found out, was just before I was considering passing it to my son. He said don't even consider it; it's way to much responsibility for a kid. I don't think he was taught right, because I consider it the ultimate blessing. I must admit that my first 2 years were rough, feeling that an external reality was all I had, & findng it was pretty much an illusion. Now I love the freedom of choice to direct or play (within expanding limit's). Love others as God as yourself.

- I suspect I could do the lighter thing for quite awhile, but I'm not fool enough to do so, because the pain would hang with me after I stopped blocking it. And I don't waste what I am given.

Skirts, because I have legs other women claim to envy which I also appreciate myself. Skirts are so much more comfortable. I went bicycle camping/touring wearing nothing but skirts. When it's quite cold & I'm bicycling I slip on stretch pants over or under my dress. In some work situations pants are more practical, in which case I have purple brushed denim jeans. I gave up on the long gathered hippy/gypsy/pakistani skirts I started off wearing because they get caught in everything.

Ow ow ow ow, me thinks; till i realize were probably not talking nipples, but less teder gear. I was going to ask what alligator noises sounded like. One of the oldest deities on this planet was half gator, half hippo.

Thank you much. Beautiful map.

I've never done the ferry. I recall one route through 150 mile house, and another that was way west on all dirt roads along a pleasant river that let out near 'Kay Too' or something. We asked what was further up the road, and the gas attendant didn't have a clue; he had hitchhiked up that far a decade earlier and never ventured further. I found it quite strange. I prefer the dirt roads; much smoother. I was travelling in one I had assembled from spare parts. When we left santa cruz, we'd painted it esoteric flourescent & metallic grafitti. Just before crossing into Canada we decided a more conservative treatment might lessen our chances of them finding timothy lear jet fuel, so we painted the rig in camoflauge: an interplay of green reptiles, brown varmints, etc. Canada waved us through, but though the alaska border patrol could legally grow plants in their homes, we were also entering the US during Reagan's zero tolerance policy. We didn't make it past the wallet search; my brother had a speck of a roach he'd forgotten months earlier. They tore the car apart, quite a job since even the fender wells were packed with gear. I had been tempted to overrate my cars value because of my pride in it, fortunately I declared it as being worth only $500. They impounded the car, then taking pity on us for having a toddler & child with us, let us borrow 'their' car until we could pay for it at Fairbanks customs. We told them about the rat hidden in the door panel before they tore the car apart. They didn't find anything else, except I was pissed that they confiscated the suture clamps from deep in the electrical section of my tool box, & charged my brother with an additional account of 'paraphernalia'; they called some even more absurd thing paraphernalia too. Citroën's are great; you can fly over speed bumps & just get an elevator feeling. We took ours over a lot of Land Rover terrain without having our brains anywhere near as jostled. I'd outfitted with things like an elegant original FM shortwave blaupunkt that had great sound & came in useful in canada that has shortwave public broadcasting.

No, but there are people whom offer sensible advice I hadn't thought of. That's quite rare. Usually I make up my mind on something, then someone will call me arguing for that new position, while I argue for my prior position (secretly using them to clarify my new position). Another fun variant is getting people to argue against what you know to be their own belief. Often you can get them to reverse their view within a few minutes just because they wish to be argumentive.

- Bill: I've often had that feeling about you too. It's sweet of you to give others the benefit of the doubt during your uncertainty. I'll respect you just as much if stand boldly for for any whim you're momentarily convinced of, though I can't speak for others on that. I see you as if in a stream in which you go where the stream bed, rocks and flowers take you, yet deep down, you never veer off course.

Sometimes I amuse myself by pulling up a two card tarot reading with #0- the Fool, & #21-the World. The odds are 1 in 6006.

I heard a heavenly version of 'smooth operator' which feels like the world was about to end, but it's just going to coast getting there forever. There's a cut off Sting's 'brand new day' I'd also call heavenly, but it doesn't seem to get air play like his pop songs.

- I like Leona Ness's new pop tune, 'Charm Attack'. It arrived just after I met my best-friend/ex-lovers lover who didn't want to meet me all these two years. We got along quite well, especially considering there are only a few people he will only talk to. The man is like the god of fire and ice. Since I the second I met him through a telepathic 'download' I've had a major sensitivity to energy releases which feel like electricity flowing through me.

I cursed on the "strong language" survey just to be naughty. Never tried being 'naughty'. Fun. I try to at least understand what's inside foreign outlooks. That mean's constantly adding something out of character.

My SO's don't own computers. I keep in telepathic communication with them between visits. No one else uses my computer; I can track some changes, but what a wierd thing to do, unless like me, you're tracking your own history.

I would love a utility that puts up a window identifying the contents of every packet that passes through your modem. Anyone know of one?

If I am preparing to meet someone over the web, I will research all I can about them on the web. Some of you can vouch for this. Again, telepathy is far more comprehensive for outlook, science is for details.

You should have trustful communications with your kids, not sneak behind their back. I didn't tell my ex whn I accidentally stumbled on my son's bookmarks on making explosives. I myself owned the 'Anarchist's Cookbook' when I was much younger than him. When I was 15 I was a bit nervous. I had just visited mexico with my friends in LA, and arrived a few minutes before my departure to a flight to santa cruz,ca (SJO) with a suitcase I hadn't intended to be carry-on. I'm amazed it passed x-ray, not because of all the m-80's, m-200's, & bottle rockets, but because it also contained a metal CO2 pistol. I called after I arrived home to report how ineffective there security was. My guess now is that they knew the contents and were a good guage of character. I presume the DoD is up to the minute on the contents of my machine. I just laugh.

I don't put thought's I want to sell to companies like coca-cola or honda on my machine though. I presume that within an hour of calling the COO, a $30 symantic analysis of my machine is on their desk.

- My questions here are: did the DJ represent himself as he was? What kind of 14 year old lacks the common sense to do that? And lastly, if folks are into cops posing as 14 year olds, let them.

Truly, one's parenting has been slack, if their daughter doesn't know safe dating practices at the age of 12. Perhaps earlier, if spoken delicately. Spying on your daughter say's to me you haven't positioned yourself as your childs ultimate choice of counsel.

- Stranger in a strange land, any P.K. Dick or Tom Robbins or Moorcock or C.S.Lewis sci-fi or 1984 or Hitchhiker's guide or … Sure.

- 'Hitchhiker's Guide' also existed as a text based role game on the Atari. You could hide from the Vogon's by wrapping a towel around your head. As a teenager I helped found the Fantasy Role Players club at Mira Costa High School in manhattan beach,ca,us. Mostly we created our own more elaborate systems of 'dungeons & dragons'. We were also 'Pythonites' & 'Trekkies'. We made our presence known on campus by spreading out over the campus and shouting a synchronized rendition of our club song: kool-aid [clap] [clap], cyanide [clap] [clap], jonestown [clap] [clap], massacre [clap] [clap], Guyana, Guyana, DEATH DEATH DEATH. We would attend Sci-Fi conventions where Dr. Who clubs sat around knitting immense scarves. 'Logans run' games were popular excuses to flirt with each other in flimsy garments. Being of the Logan clan myself, I identified with living on earth after the temporary death of my mundane consciousness. I also identified with the Mua'Dib of Dune. I recently read the original 50% longer version of stranger in a strange land, and am amazed at the similarity between Michael & myself. During highschool it was fiction. Michael Moorcock paralelled my future in a story (perhaps from the 'The final programme') in which he made an organic computer to make related sense of all disciplines like minerology, light physics, and astrology. He merged his body with a friend of the opposite gender and downloaded the culmination of all thought. When I was a child I read a lot Thor Heyerdahl (Kon-Tiki), Jules Verne, and mom had us read Zenna Henderson's 'the People' series about some supernatural-space-amish farmers. Mom doesn't even recall the stuff she taught me as a kid. She used to drill me on flashcards of ancient alchemy symbols & such. I had read the most of the local libraries engineering section by the time I was 8 (not that I got all of it at the time. It was stuff like television repair & restoring player pianos [you could see my computer career coming]). As a joke, I once roughly designed a hydraulic computer: It had a valve keyboard and cyan, yellow, & magenta screen fluids. I love tide computers & oreries.

The 'heart of gold' - infinite improbability generator is indispensable. Douglass Adam's of 'H. Guide' is not the same as the author of articles on artificial intelligence written during the same period in scientific american.

I wouldn't want to see a drought. The rest I ranked from best to worst it in terms of wanting to see. I hoping for thunder this afternoon. I'd love to see a volcano erupt. Some footage I saw of volcanic islands foming was fantastic.

I've never seen a major tornado, but when I was in the 6th grade, they sent us out during gym to clean the field. I was really eager to escape another torturous & boring session of football. {this was LA, where you don't often see a tornado} Well, this 40 foot tornado swept back and forth across the field picking up litter as it went along. All of it stuck in the cyclone fence as it left so we didn't have to roam the field. When we lived in the boulder creek area of santa cruz,ca,us we had a good storm slide several of the mountainettes. My bride-to-be wanted to be with me so risked driving her vw bug through water nearly up to the window. I couldn't figure out how she made it; the carburettor wasn't quite that high. (that was it's last run though, before it rusted solid) The road it turned out mostly fell into the river so she stayed in a shelter and I hiked the deluge from our wood-stove cabin to meet her. We had a jolly week off work, shopping supermarkets by flashlight and snuggling on the beach with mushrooms steeped in hot spiced cider while making mutual decisions about things like the moon should be electric purple, the shadows electric green, and we had the most fantastic rainbow spectrum of a sunset which I still see hints of from time to time. Those were the days.

- Oh, I was right near the epicenter of a quake that took out a fifth of the main street in santa cruz (the old Pacific Garden Mall); 16 people died. My life had been quite depressing since all but the first three months of my 'awakening' (I was doing the renunciants path and was losing access to my entire prior life) The quake happened about half an hour after I decided to quit my spiritual seeking, go back to sleep as some Warhol-Dali artist type, and generally fùck god. I watched the pavement making two foot waves right before my face and was certain the world was going to collapse. I lived on a creek with my brother at the time in a home on stilts. I slept in the loft figuring it's all between me & god anyhow; he slept in the open doorway. I made use of my idle time volunteering to help a woman to move her chickens. It turned out to be a paid position and a dozen of us spent about 40 hours doing these relays with 3 vegged chickens dangling from each hand. Rows of hutches had fallen over preventing the feed conveyors, though they did have their own generator. The poor things lived 6 per 2'x2' hutch in the dark (9 during the quake), and this was called an organic egg ranch.

Story: The subliminal content of advertising at the time made me concerned that a conspiracy existed to have people thin the masses. Also a dream came to me in which someone went catatonic on the first because armageddon 'didnt' happen. So I thought I might have some ministry work to do. I've seen the work that the programmers at Bank of America and Pacific Bell do, so I knew that the Y2K bug itself wouldn't be a problem. In case people chose to go crazy for a few days, I somewhat secretly put together a pantry to last my apartment building a week or two. I'm quite glad because I've discovered it saves a lot of money. Now, I only buy shelf items when they are incredibly cheap. I also came to SC for the first time to find out in my first survey "How are you preparing for the new millenium/armageddon" to find out if there was an unspoken fever or not. (Thanks for answering).

What did concern me was that I knew the technology existed in both spirit and science to reform our planet, much as we could annihilate it in the 50's. My obsession with HARP (Star Wars) in october led to my finding a top person on the project, seeing it demonstrated over the LA,ca,us ocean, and finding it had been part of the agenda of Alice Bailey, Sanat Kumara, and the space brotherhood, all of whom I mistook for evil at the time, having just worked for a billionaire occultist who taught Bailey's works which were published by the 'Lucifer Publishing Company'. The group was/is(?) awaiting the second coming of lucifer whom they call christ, spreading joy & love. HARP, in case you don't know is tesla technology in which targeted energy can transmute matter. I spent new-years with my family in fairbanks,ak,us, which because it is next to HARPS main test site, you can't be sure whethar the aurora you are watching is man-made or not. At midnight, we launched fireworks. The one I lit went off course and was smothered in my parka as I made a prayer that the sattelite defense system would go off line just in case. Weeks later I heard in the news that the only significant Y2K bug had been defense sattelites going off line (Which had been kept secret till fixed for security reasons).

- I was run through security on New Years day in Alaska. It's that antique lead-lined dental x-ray box in which I carry a crystal, a brass phoenix/alladin lamp, & a black horus statuette. There's nothing they can say about it. Little do they know, I use it for opening wormholes. The last time I used it I reversed the compass polarity of part of my living room. That was half a year ago. The furnishings have moved since, but I just now checked and a compass reading is still about 20 degrees off there.

Also, unlike other packages, ie one's mom sent to AK, the christmas packages I sent up to AK had special security inspection label on them.

Icurock - Having said that, one of the (many and varied) things that was going through my mind at the time concerned those

people who were so sure something bad would happen that they locked themselves away in a purpose-built concrete

bunker (a la Cuban Missile Crisis).

I wonder if any of them are still there???- icu: now that's funny. The'll incestuously breed mutant's down there till some form of armageddon forces them to open the doors at the year 3000 and join our progenitor in heaven.

I'm nearly a C-cup, which for my chest size isn't much, so I use prostheses' I've cut from $.50 sponges [they are far better than the $130 silicone enhancers, which I save for possible use with lingerie]. My best friend or doctors are all who get a look, but I'd probably bare it at a nudist beach. My ex-wife grew up as a nudist in santa-cruz,ca,us so I used to do a bit of that. Like most nudists I know, I find clothing more erotic.

Going topless has been legal in santa cruz since the 70's though I doubt the current generation there are even aware of that. Going bottomless would be much tougher since I envision, and experience during sex, a complete womans reproductive system. A standard male apparatus is in fact what's there, though I can do things with it forgotten except by the tantric practioner's.

- I've noticed some guys (seemingly normal ones)(if i give give them a chance to talk about it) seem to have a perverse fascination with my breasts, perhaps more so than if I were simply female. Or maybe I just didn't know guys that well, but I think it's more of the former implication, that they think of them as toys or something.

I've occasionally experienced them in my sleep, finding later on the news what happened. I guess all those people gathered create a channel. That's already closer than I'd like to be. I have a reasonable sensitivity to lingering spirit's of death, and again, I don't like it. Besides, I don't even believe in the death penalty.

Enheduanna

forget deep down inside, I know right up on top I wouldn't want to see it either.

Well that's the answer to one of my questions I guess.

- I was going to explain that not needing those feelings & reactions doesn't require magic, but I don't think I can explain it that way. All of my feelings are things like awe & joy & such. If I get depressed, it's because I did it to myself. The only problems in my life are other people's, I know I will always have an answer I'm suited to address. And even if you don't have such grace, worry is always illogical as spock would say.

I might clarify an earlier comment. I love natural destruction, not violence or waste.

- Jeanne: Don't you think that people who need deterrent's have not been taught to think for themselves about the golden rule? Perhaps these people had rules forced upon them in the first place, and that's why they felt that this world is some place in which you can get away with anything that isn't punishable, by parent, magistrate, karma, or god.

So tell me, what did Jesus do wrong? I tell you these saviours are really messing up our 'one nation under horus'. (You know horus, the one who's eye above the pyramid was placed by our nations mason's on the back of the dollar bill).

I had feared I had been too succinct. -

It appears you're missing absolutely every point I was making here, then brought in additional topics. Hopefully I can address them all with more clarity. That Jesus was sentenced to death should be an indication that either wrongful judgements within a government with a judicial system can be made, or that entire popularly supported governments (even if by none other than majority non-rejection) can be wrong about who to punish for what. It was the romans, not the egyptians who executed jesus, so ceasar or jupiter may have been more appropriate than my reference to one-nation-under-'horus', but the concept was the same; he committed treason against the standing system. In modern america, treason is still a capital offense, especially if you are in the armed forces. I also brought horus up, because although our bills say 'in god we trust', the picture on the dollar bill is of horus, the same worshipped by all pharoahs who persecuted the hebrews. Besides further pointing out to you in response to another survey that this was never founded as a religious country (but rather one built upon the notion of self-centered capitalism), I was also trying to expose the possibility that in a repeat of the recent (43 yrs ago) McCarthy outbreak that ruined the careers of many innocent people, that likewise, if the identical man jesus were to appear in this culture in a McCarthy period, he might very well be executed for, to use your term, 'subversive communism'. [as more or less, a few people here have been trying to hint to you, if not the much greater likelihood of him being diagnosed schizophrenic or delusional] The points I have just clarified were not necessarily material to the case of capital punishment as a 'deterrent' unless, as I jokingly implied, those pesky saviour's see the error in their ways, or at least mind the strong hand of the people's democracy. My first point in the former comment was quite pertinent to the issue of capital punishment as a 'deterrent' (as distinguished from a 'response' or yet another separate case, that of 'punishment'). The greatest wisdom I have ever been given on living within creation [though that is not the limit of my scope], is to consider for all your thoughts and actions' "are you motivated by love or fear". As ultimately there is nothing but god, to whom we can't help but ultimately rejoin (with consciousness is a separate issue), there is nothing to fear. Likewise, in the shorter term of a human lifespan, again, down to the devil, there is nothing here which is not of god, by god, for god. When you accept that your purpose here is to delight in creation, even if that be a few millenium of horror movies now and then,, when you join with the creator to choose what heaven's and hell's you wish to partake in, you will have no reason for fear. I do not believe any infant is born with murder in their heart's. I believe that because instead of being taught unity with the heart, wisdom, intellect, and will of the logo's, they have been taught to believe that this is a world of peril to fear. Since I had been harsh on you with the above comment, I was hoping you would be the victorious one to answer my question in another survey about what my 'biblical' error in the comment was. I'll tell you now, as god reminded me when I made the mistake. I had called an area of hollywood sinful. Jesus taught "he who has an eye that does not see heaven should tear it out". To make a less spiritual, more psychological illustration of the fear topic, let me use my kids as an example. I have seen many kids, when my own aren't with me I tutor those of neighbor's in the arts and sciences. I have never had to punish my kids, I have never shown them scorn, I have never made them feel guilty, I have never threatened them, yet I have the sweetest most responsible kids I have ever met. The worst kids I have ever seen are those who are punished (especially in cicumstances not directly proportional to the childs behaviour). It is my firm belief that in these children the natural internal inclinations to nurture and be nurtured are usurped with the false external notion that life, perhaps even ones own parents are to be feared or mistrusted. My daughter was an example of the grace available from birth; She would walk in her tender feet at the age of four, over a block of sidewalk absolutely riddled in broken glass for a couple years, never looking down, only once getting a piece in her feet. Not being in that degree of grace at the time, I had to grit my teeth and restrain myself from telling her to watch her feet, that glass could cut her. Now I unquestionably concede that there are abused children out there. One's who's parents were incapable of bringing their children immediately into the light, having never seen it them selves. Back to my predominant, though lesser arguement; it is my contention that children raised to believe in external

Oh God, I'm collapsing into tears. Why can't people see.

consequences, not see god in everything, not see that all they are is god in love with god. Anyone who can see this is immune.

Ok, my point is that threat makes god's creation the enemy, making it the enemy is not going to rehabilitate anyone. Everyone was born with the truth, and for the most part, fed delusion ever since. Perhaps you don't believe it's worth the effort. I've been through many states of consciousness; believing that a person can not at least surface the buried pearl of compassion, with some effort is somewhat beyond me. One of my ideas for rehabilitation is co-op work farms, where close collaboration and effort is necessary for a bountiful survival. But I suppose that could go as wrong as Sartre's 'No exit' in which three incompatible personalities must spend an eternity in a room together. In my experience every adult get's whatever they believe to be their own reality. Some choose to believe it's more miserable than others, and get the consequences of that belief. You speak as much of punishment, as you do deterrent.

Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.

As to horus, I could go on about him, he's related to time and creation and such. (also I think overlooking fair trade got him on the dollar). It's a name I use for some cosmic energy stuff you probably don't want to hear about. It's all god, but parts of it have different

emphasis on things.

- Awaiting their flight, Venus on the half shell executes a daring stage leap into the herd of Circes.

- Jeanne: like both the world at large, and the logo's (living word of god), there is something for everyone here. It seems that whether in life or a book, you will opt to explore the more miserable possibilities. I try to avoid the bible. most of it is misery. But when I do read it for other's sake, I often encounter passages that are destructive to human development, in these situations, I can always just flip open to a random page, where the logo's will use the book to explain or supercede the prior passage.

- I haven't got to the "why do bad things happen to religious people survey". I don't think it qualified. Off hand I would have said to each their own karma. For me, I see that happen for everyone. When I was a teen, I committed my greatest crime, digging a deep pit trap at the beach. I also experienced my worst hardship. I was sent to the emergency hospital with an extreme case of poison oak. Turns out that's what I made the cover of the trap with. Now it's more subtle: I saw a kid run 20 feet from her parents then dart back; I saw in me at the moment my looking away before returning my gaze. [It was one of those days I got out of the house and enjoyed getting glowing smiles from scowling or aloof strangers]. Even my cats have karma: two nights ago they chased our neighbors cat under the house; tonight a neighbor boy chased them under the house. Also people get what they want, often including death. But I was still bothered because I knew that that argument wasn't going to satisfy those who asked about major disasters. Last night I went into a meditation in which I planned to visit some of you then take a quick excursion into the stars. I wasn't getting anywhere so I asked god to show me what I should see. Whew. I got a complete tour of global death & destruction. Pompeii, ebola, droughts & famines, plagues, quakes, hurricanes, I was there. No explanation given. I fell asleep, and when I got up, I figured god does it, I need to know it. At that moment my neighbor say's "she's ready to talk to you Dominique", I drifted off again, afraid to imagine what those neighbors spirits know. When I drifted back hesitant to get up, I heard my young neighbor say in a mocking voice "help, help, I'm in prison" [Radio says: D'Angelo - VooDoo LP]. These are the ones who appear as black hole security guards with fire coronas until I use my eyes. They are the ones who's household loudly cackles when ever my only logical conclusion is they are demons. Likewise the distress there only increases when I try to bless them. When I invite the kids over to make waffles, or talk face to face with the parents, they are sweet. Opposites attract. The impeccably clean have slobs for neighbors, etc. In my case, the purer I become the worse they get. I find it hard to accept that I should accept the middle road on this one, but I did. When I got back from an Easter hike at sunset, and the yard was still scattered with Easter eggs the church set up in the middle of the night (with a sign that read "for children who live 'here'" ('here' had a cross drawn around it)), the neighbors were wailing on the kids. I was the angriest I'd ever been, & slammed my door. They were silent for the rest of the night. I wouldn't exactly call it wrath, but I'd never before in my life considered sending an energy of punishment. Policies & actions sure. I'm still not willing to concede that there was no alternative, but if nothing else, perhaps the main purpose of this was for me to at least understand your notions of non-rehabilitation. The kids are innocent, regardless of the nature of their souls. I can teach them to love and respect each other, and they learn it. They are different creatures in my company. But, I'm sure if I left them alone, they'd be like their mom's, who are like their mom, who tells me her parents were strict disciplinarian's as well. The kids live in sensory deprivation, with no room to walk to the bathroom when they are asleep. They don't respond to prayer like most things in my life, and there's not enough of me to combat it as a person. I can only hope to reach a high enough plateau in which I can either understand & appreciate it or change it.

- "help, help. I'm being oppressed" - Life of Brian. oops wrong survey.

anonymous#2: The page down after clicking anywhere on the page except a control box (like this text box) moves you screen at a time, then you can use the up/down arrows to refine your position. CTRL-End gets you to the bottom of a page to check the latest comment. If you use the slider control instead there are three ways to use it: the slowest is to click the arrows, faster is clicking the space between the slider which moves a screen at a time, and fastest (though less accurate) is dragging the slider itself (click on the slider, but don't let go till you've moved it where you want). The following tip cracks me up, it's need to be said separates agile minds from those of my esconced students: If your mouse won't reach part of the screen, you can pick up the mouse, reposition it, and continue.

When I try to provide terse responses, I often confuse people and have to further elaborate a paragraph with a page or two. Of course some people here will never get me or care. I am not the only person here who considers SC something deeper than a 'trivial pursuit' game. We are all different here. I am probably the most verbose commentor here.

Your comment is appropriate karma to me for my desire to suggest we limit the number of surveys an individual can produce within a week. (because with my style of answering I don't have time to answer them all). Bill would have to write a filter based on word count of consecutive comments to fufill your goals. I strive to find significance in all words that fall into my life. Since you posted anonymously, you given me little opportunity to psychoanalyze your complaint within the context of your behavior at SC. My diminished apologies therefore for not fully sympathising with and respecting your needs for shorter responses.

- My first day at the census bureau. The winning name was "Yu Huang Mi". Some of the street team I suspected of developing tactics. There were quite a few builings reported as burnt demolished or non residences.

No, But if I lived in a reality I haven't seen yet, my daughter would be on the list.

I kiss my cats often.

jaff: that's what I imagined. I was once on the bus listening to a teenage girl explain to her friends that until she was 16 she had a passionate relationship with her dad until she found out from her friends at the time that that was abnormal behaviour, after which she hated her dad. Life is so wierd.

Just before my daughter was born I spent a semester writing a paper entitled 'narcissistic incestual fantasy' about emotional non-sexual parent-child co-dependence (which I had been in danger of committing until then). I fainted delivering my oral report as I grasped the free-will I would have deprived her of. She ended up being just like my fantasy daughter including the red hair which runs in neither my family nor her mothers.

My body did some quick regeneration from my prior lifestyle, when I used to do stupid things like use my shin as a wedge to stop my run away car from rolling down a cliff into the creek. I was trying to get behind it as it nearly sideswiped the fence; my leg was enough to wedge between the car and the fence. I was out in the styx and too feint too yell for help. Luckily a neighbor heard my psychic distress call and moved the car with a fulcrum and 2x4's after about an hour. I still have a frequent tendency to bang my toes and shins on the furniture.

- Oh, I forgot about that one. I was practicing techniques for staged sword play at the rennaissance faire, back when I was a 16th century celt. He was too young and zealous to keep track of the offense / defense turn system and struck an offensive at my upper lip while I was cutting my offensive short. I got another same place & chin during one of those bike accidents, either the one where I rolled downhill from too much front brake as a car cut me off, or the one where the city installed new sewer grates around a blind curb that were wider than my tires. Someone else must have complained because they were soon replaced. Friends & family suggested I sue the city, but I remain opposed to such tactics as they encourage things like the fencing off of places I would like to hike, or legislation that people walking in public be required to wear helmets.

My apartment settles when I fall asleep, and like the TV or computer settling, they send electrical jolts through me. It's not a reaction to noise, because bird caw's and sirens and other outside noises don't affect me. I think it has something to do with energy release.

Loving everything you do, including the challenges and frustrations. Making your own choices, seeking omniscience & omnipotence, helping others whenever appropriate. I'd sure like a wife though.

- Almost joachim, almost. I lived like that for many years. You have to love yourself as much as others. You need to give in order to have anything to receive. It is always the warmth with which you give and receive that count's. If you give with any pain of sacrifice, you are only spreading misery, and committing a suicide. I will no longer give to those who will remain beyond ever appreciating it. That doesn't mean don't give away things that don't mean anything to you, if they'll be appreciated. Loving gifts will also be come back to you in some form, so there is no need for attachment. I've also tried living on a shoe string to do volunteer work. Better to do what you love most in the most loving fashion. People should make more of a difference than the task however; a soup kitchen can be a wonderful environment.

- For once? well thank you anyhow. It took me a lot of experimentation to get this far, and I'm sure more realisations are around the corner. It helps when you have an advisor over your shoulder to say who get's a lot, and who doesn't get a dime. I was intentionally homeless briefly, so now I can tell those begging that I never had to ask people for a thing when I was in their situation. But then, to be fair, I must say I had intelligence, experience, self-esteem, wisdom, hope, and most of all, a sprezzaturic grace that most homeless can not claim to have had, so it's not really a fair comparison, though comparison wasn't the point, it was teaching that attitude works miracles.

* When all the world recognizes beauty as beauty, this in itself is ugliness.

When all the world recognizes good as good, this in itself is evil.

Indeed, the hidden and the manifest give birth to each other.

Difficult and easy complement each other.

Long and short exhibit each other.

High and low set measure to each other.

Voice and sound harmonize each other.

Back and front follow each other.

Therefore, the Sage manages his affairs without ado,

And spreads his teaching without talking.

He denies nothing to the teeming things.

He rears them, but lays no claim to them.

He does his work, but sets no store by it.

He accomplishes his task, but does not dwell upon it.

And yet it is just because he does not dwell on it

That nobody can ever take it away from him.

- Lao Tzu, "Tao Teh Ching"

- A#2 says the truth, but it's so hard to maintain 'playing apart' operating like this entirely.

#17 SUI - The ruler can become a sage. the sage can uncreate the world, but the ruler brings it back. "Following brings supreme success". It releases one and empowers the other. Partnership brings recycling of duties and creates comfort. The yang bows to the yin; the yin, the yang, exchange places, and thus the ruler willingly subordinates to the ruled. Just this risky lep is torturous to observe. The abyss is deep and wide, the cravasss is deep and wide. Héll hole of calcutta, Bermuda, Black holes in spacedeep & wide, weep & ride. "Following brings supreme success".

Trains were cool. I set up plastic tracks at age three that went from room to room in the house.

James bond cars were cool too, like the astin-martin with the bullet-proof shield & machine guns (pre-cursor to 'transformers'). By the time I was 7 it was Estes model rockets & homemade hot air balloons. By 12 I was designing steam cars. At 20 I came up with the 'mono-turbo-tire-hovercraft'. It's like a hovercraft in a saucer shape incorporating a gyro-flywheel-turbo which ports at the one central spherical tire over which it hovers, and had gyro navigation. The tire was to make it all-terrain worthy, and to solve the problem of the rear most vehicle in bumper to bumper traffic being forced to push the entire 'train'. My latest vehicle was a car that saves all it's energy from coasting downhill or braking for uphills & accellerations. Recently the Honda 'Insight' got halfway there to my idea (they're still limited to a battery and just enough stored energy for city use, not cruising the Rockies). I hope to sell this idea.

- I also did the Tonka earth moving stuff. When I was three, I used to disassemble my toys (like mattel 'Farmer Say's '), to see how they worked, and incorporate the parts elsewhere. Erector sets and tinker toys were my favorites. When I saw Disneyland at age 5, I went apeshit , & dedicated much of my education to being his sucessor.

My wife & I had 3 black cats (one with white pepper) named Sheba, Sphinx, & Paternoster (she had just been reading robert louis stevensons 'treasure island' & some pirates disguised as monks were 'walking about in a paternoster while' (meaning they were singing evening vespers ('our fathers')))

We had cats named Panzer and Zero named after the war game box they first used for litter. Panzer grew fat as a tank and Zero leaped from heights on mice like a kamikaze pilot.

'Science Alexander der kleine' was our neighbors cat.

Gumby & Peton (mountain climbing hooks) were my bro-in-laws.

My 'current' kittens are Volt(aire) & Schism (church sect). I think of them as the wings on the arc-of-the-covenant.

- pow: Pikachu isn't fictitious. Bwahhhhh... :*-(

I went to a wild party where I identified someone as Picasso. Later there, I was identified as Mr. Rogers. I have to admit that in spite of being the TG techno-slut art-angel I am, they nailed me.

- I loved that song. 'Tonight's the Night' was my favorite as puberty hit me. I was in French club (I should have asked rachael out [in German class of my latter H.S. I found out to late (i was dating my wife-to-be) that my secret crush, Marcia, also had had a secret crush on me]) and my bedroom was french victorian, with two walls of windows from which I would envision the neighbors apartment wasn't blocking what was meant to be a beach front view in hermosa beach,ca,us. My mom had me model for a life size 'art-noveau' style portrait of a fairy in that room. Back then I listened to 'Boston', 'Blinded by the light'' Dr. Demento, Grofe/Peer Gynt, Hair, & the White Album. My friends & I would sneak off at 2am to go drinking or get stoned, and sleep on the roof of a restroom in some pretty park. I made a primitive alcohol still at that time. The open gas flames ignited the cloud I was in, and to my delight I surrounded in low temperature flames. Those are my 'Maggie May' memories.

When I was born, 1963, mom had a poodle named sheri dyed blue to match the carpet. Poor thing was often stepped on during parties. At age three we had a cat whose ear I halfway cut off using a zig-zag cranking leathar cutter on the workbench my dad made me. The german sheppard at age 3 would go on the kitchen counters with me. (I had to climb 3 tiers of accordian gates just to cook some eggs or pour myself a bowl of sugar for breakfast). I leashed him to a sprinkler and turned them on. By age 5 remorse kicked in and I spent 37 years avoiding killing insects. At age 5 a kitten kept me out the first grade for three months with ringworm. Mom taught me to read from 'alice in wonderland'. I also read 'the wind in the willows', 'little joe otter', 'biography of James Audobon', and some truly ancient Nancy Drew. Earlier, I loved 'Go Dog Go' & 'Fox in Socks'.

At age 7 I found my cat 'ki-ki' as a blackened crisp from across the street at the SCE power plant my step-dad was almost transferred to. Though I move almost yearly, I've almost always lived near high tension lines. Now I live in a sort bermuda triangle with both high tension lines and LA's major radio transmitters on all sides. It all makes for an excellent antenna. Just down the street where the lines make a 90 turn, lives a 'paquita aquata' at a shop called 'Orchids de Oro'. The place is filled with all orders of deities ie Garuda, massive jade carvings, other plants & orchids of course, and this 'fig' tree who is clearly a boddhi-sattva with this umbrella of leaves growing out of his head. I wanted to be his caretaker, but he costs thousands of dollars.

- snoopy: most of my cats had songs too, certainly their own melodical pronunciation of their name; we had sphinxie-pinksy-dinksy, noster-monster, sheba-ritzen-bitzen-kitzen. and songs like 'We greet Pete with petite meat treat, petrified, pig's feet' for Peton.

In order: contemplation, observation, prior texts, intuition, hope.

Trust & Faith got me to this point, but I only had to wait a couple days before a radical restructuring of what I had believed became visible before me, starting with a sakti-pat kundalini awakening stemming from faith in Guru Mayi Chivilasananda. I can't imagine what gluttons for punishment would base there faith on miracles they've never seen, or why they are not rewarded for their faith (though I could invent some theories).

- You're right on topper. On both accounts. I didn't think an open mind would be required for the most pedestrian. I expected atheists & undecided's to answer [observation], bible thumpers to answer [Faith], although I forced a thought provoking opinion in that option, and hoped to prove by consensus to stragglers that a spiritual life can be observed, all of which I believed I accomplished. I just hate to have people suffer over external belief systems.

- Zang: They are all alike, in that you are trusting that someone who came before you, whethar they be saints or wise thinkers, has better wisdom on the nature of creation than you could achieve on your own. How would you have worded it? Perhaps you've never read a bible yet you base your concept of reality on the teachings of your parents who based their reality on it. So in what way did you have a problem with it? Even if I were to believe that the bible was the literal ultimate god given sole authority on life, I would have worded this survey the same. Also the bible in my opinion is the work of some divinely inspired yet fallable authors who wrote for their time and culture based on amongst other things, philosophy and the oral teachings of their elders.

I loved a quote from Flander's of the Simpson's: "I don't need to read the opinions of other people, at least not one's who aren't dead yet."

- Zang: No it's not the other way around. I answered you presuming you had more faith in scriptures than in your parents (read it again). I went on further to explain that parents were an extension of the oral tradition in which scriptures were first conveyed. I admire your reading list. I haven't got to the Koran at all, and only vaguely recall hearing of the Bardo Thodal. I like the books, but god unfolding right before my face is all I need to be convinced. Too bad many religions try to prevent that from happening (not the ones you're studying). Hubbard has problems; as long as one separates god from creation, people will never reach their divinity, even if they travel through space and time. As far as the mormons, just their title is an inspiration to us all "latter day saints". Like most, especially western scriptures, it often has to be taken metaphorically: Those magic glasses to read the book now in heaven make a good analogy for reaching a plane where the logos emanating from chokmah (manifestation source) can be seen in lower places like tipareth (heaven).

Zang: sounds like your mind is intellectually convinced of potentials for what may have been / is / will be. Let faith take the reins briefly. I'd like to see everyone answer [direct observation] on this one.

* Twistermime - As of late, my belief system is in a constant state of upheaval

- And that my dear, is what belief systems are for in the first place.

The phoenix or the ben-ben stone. Umm.. that is a toughy. But logic & history say the same thing. Orion shot us a crystal shooting star which propogated life on the planet. Much easier to send an egg through space.

- At the moment, the score is 22 Egg. 22 is the final hebrew letter 'Tau'(confusable with tao?) represented as the universe card, an enlightened being within an egg.

* Enheduanna -Ah, fun with gematria...

- Inverse gematria; that numbers are present is hardly incidental. Gematria is typically doing all that formulation on words. I prefer to match alignments on a case by case basis. Do you bite on the neck when people get to close? I'd forgotten the term and had to look it up. Thanks.

Avo: OK, I haven't been in that situation, or even exposed to it much. My mother was a domineering taurus, particularly regarding my mind, until I went out and proved that my belief system worked, but not to her. I stopped trying to prove my case to her, accepted that her understanding worked for her; and that is how we became closer.

I just had a lengthy lecture with my son (living 3500 miles away with my ex and my brother). He's failing school (on suspension & community service for smoking cigarettes) and lost his girlfriend of 2 years because of his half zen 'whatever' 'no desire' 'no future' attitude. I had to explain "desire & ambition" vs. spending 60 years trying to 'pass' work you didn't choose; "passion & commitment" vs. saying 'sure' when your girlfriend want's to leave; and "know your feelings & act upon them" re: living in the moment. It was painful for me. I blame his 'parents'. He was creative & productive before he moved up to AK. So was my brother for that sake. My ex always thought anything above a tasty dinner & gas in the car was superficial. Fortunately my daughter is still more like me than me.

Oh my god, this kinda turns me on, though I doubt i'd go for it at a party where I wasn't freinds with all involved.

I expected much different options here. You should specify the environment, otherwise it's like "would you announce your deepest secret", to your best friend? or on MTV?

No. I was raised to feel so much guilt about being imperfect that outside punishment was never necessary. I once ran off crying for an hour because I accidentally knocked over a dead tree. Mom lectured me at the age of seven when she sent me to the trash with a box of books, saying I could have any I wanted. She presumed I would grab the 'first men on the moon', not stash away a lurid romance which she assured me afterwards wasn't any good anyhow.

- Bill: That was a gem.

My mom never punished me, just explained why I should feel guilty. My younger brother on the other hand got constant spankings & other punishments, yet continued to become more criminal. Until he had a turnaround at age 20, I was certain that physical punishment encourages living by 'fear of punishment' rather than 'responsibility'. I raised my children on neither guilt nor punishment, but common sense. I didn't punish them or condemn their activity; I just explained all the intricacies of what made it wrong so they'd never do it again; Fortunately they never did repeat mistakes. Part of this is of course is not making insignificant rules. An example of how things went was they were allowed to make forts out of the furniture provided they were gentle on the furniture and had it cleaned up before mom got home because seeing a dirty house exhausts her. I earned the kind of respect in which if I had to say 'NO' without an explanation, my wisdom was accepted.

I hope my sons lethargy isn't the product of making him personally responsible for his conduct.

- Avo: thank you for paying attention. :-)

He doe's sleep a lot lately. I'm officially clinically depressed, but if I make the effort to pursue what I enjoy, and don't chain myself to lonely drudgery, I seldom need sleep. So I think it's the other way around. I gave my one of teacher's some prosaic for his son, and a lecture about side effects etc. Thankfully it was enough to stop them from medicating normal behaviour and reactions, as the current administration would have us do. There is something wrong when a teenager is totally unfamiliar with desire and ambition. He takes after his mom, who condemned almost every desire & project I had. She has apparently succeeded in crushing the ambition of my brother as well, who once graduated top of automotive college, but now spends his time alone drinking & net gaming instead of dealing with realities like finding work again. I'd have to fight to get custody of my kids, since the 'parent's' consider california a dangerous superficial insanity (though they were raised here). The kids were full of creative energy before they moved up north. Maybe it's clinical, but I think it's environmental.

Good cause, bad tactic. They need to be shown real pros, cons, & alternatives. No one is going to have their words respected when they are fabricated or deny the reasons people do it. Redondo HS was full of drugs 20 years ago, I suppose it's worse now.

Singular. I'll just sit and watch for awhile *LOL* *LOL* ;-)

Re magbast: I think we are an ant farm for alien's amusement and entertainment

- I can turn you onto the messageboard of folks who watch from planes the aura traffic patterns we generate. If you can imagine it, it's being done. Choose carefully. The aliens are waiting for you to do the same. :-)

re micah quantum bang: As in all realities are present in a light wave, but the perceiver chooses the instance of the photon by changing their accompanying peceiver broadcast frequency. De/Accelerations in their frequency allow travel through time as well. Of course the creator & perceiver are one, but I don't know that this generation of math is prepared for that one yet.

Long overdue in one authoritive site as opposed to the scattered surveys on "where do you hail from", "Do you have a website", "Any photo's", etc.

But I reccommend two features:

The explanation should have a link to a seperate photo survey since some of us have slow connections.

The explanation should have a link to a seperate 'comments on bios' survey so that we can always have [edit] access to our original bio. My links are out of date in prior surveys and there's nothing I can do about it. Also the format may evolve.

- Oh, on a homepage? Why not here as we've always done?

- Mag: We have the [pick a creator] selector already.

Avo: Back in 1993 wy mom was adamantly opposed to my gender change and did not believe in my Siddha Yoga spiritual awakening centered in the intellectual logos because of all the misery & hardship i had to go through. After I made the change & became who I wanted, she became close to me. Also I accepted that her center in the heart & wisdom logos was a valid path, and she accepted some of the validity of my center in the intellectual & will logos's. In fact it turns out she knows 20 times more about it than I thought.

Here is the card she sent for my birthday:

Dear Daughter,

I can't tell you how much it means to have the kind of relationship we do...

to know that you feel free to confide in me.

As you have grown up there have been changes, but together we've seen them through and became even closer in the process.

I hope with each year we'll grow closer still, for your such a loving and lovable daughter, and you bring so much joy to my life.

The handwritten part treats my kids & I to disneyland.

You'll be closest to the people you can unashamedly reveal yourself to without fear of their reaction. Always worth the risk, especialy with your parents.

- vos: We have it in ca,us. Belgian copper ale, MacAndrews, Gösser stiftsbrau, S. smiths oatmeal stout were some of my favorites

I used to make 80k/yr ($US) as a programmer. Now I live on 715/mo on disability. I hope to be doing tarot readings over the web soon instead.

- EH: Wanted to know if the pope, jpl, or pierpont-morgan were taking an avid interest in supporting the 'Arts'. I was once hoping to create an artificially intelligent spiritual website familiar with all the spiritual teachings that monitors several levels of peoples karma, etc. Wanted to know who funds such projects.

I'm usually a TA when I attend. If you couldn't guess that already.

Re Enheduanna: Yup, I'm personally funded by the Pope. No, as far as I know, none of those people fund the humanities. My funding comes from my university; part of it I know is specifically given by some rich old lady, and I'm not sure where the rest comes from--i.e., from which specific fund. There is a foundation that funds research and courses in religion and science (i.e. in both simultaneously), called the Templeton Foundation. But I'm sure the Pope would think what I do is heresy, while JPL would think it was baseless speculation.

- I like JP, though I know little about him. He likes wilderness hikes & see's things like working checks & balances within godless capitalism. I've met his spirit through a tarot reading; I don't think he's totally self-realized, but I could be mistaken.

You should have seen the disastrous fiasco trying to establish well water in india. And the US treatment plants get flash floods, from what I hear, during every commercial on superbowl sunday.

Dune.

nat: I lived once in a camper where I took 1 liter solar showers, & did the dishes on half a liter (dry scouring & repeated cycles of moving 1/2 cup water from dish to dish).

I wonder if all the ocean bound treatment plants, the american dustbowl, wetland development, & other evaporative ground water reductions have significantly reduced rainfall? In LA,ca,us they're considering heat reduction by use of white roofs & rooftop gardens. I say it's about time: every third boulevard a train of express busses with public funded taxis connecting; the other two boulevards become strip crop land (give us something more meaningful to do with our time than twiddling thumbs guarding parking lots).

This millenium ends in the year 2000. [which was probably your joke]

Just about everything that's happened on a star trek episode will be technically possible probably by 2040, in the blink of an eye spiritually. Unless we opt for a massive destruction of records & choose another dark age, any distinction between mind, matter, and consciousness, including the seperation of souls will be pure fiction. We are on the very verge of that at this moment. If it weren't just as enjoyable to paint something & discuss it with artists, I'd re manifest as nebula, moving muscles over millenia, just as nanotechnology is about to allow us anyhow. The end of the next millenium on Dec 31, 3000 is too far off to fathom. I say we rewrite a new garden of eden here, and strip our memory again.

Re worship ILJ: - ...which will be in our heads, if they could be called that.

ILJ: Do you have any statuettes. Maybe I can get in on the ground floor of this thing, and stand a better chance at withstanding your wrath. I envision something like a 'lady of justice', only instead of a blindfold, an eye patch, much like your SC filter. Instead of terms like heaven & hell, we can have terms like 'living on ilj's blind side', or 'the eye of ILJ see's half of all'. This could be the best religion our planet has ever had.

Re I'll be dead: I won't. See ya there.

- Henna: Oh, good.

ILJ: Mi parolis Esperanto. 42 = 6x7 (life the univese & everything), generations before christ, 2x21 major arcana.

Micah: right on.

- Enheduannay: I had a meditation manifest before me while I was walking many miles home illustrated by men carving totems & such in which I traced man's early evolution. I cut it short when I realized it was beginning to overlap what I learned in history. Consider that the birds knew a 'phoenician' [phoenix] script first to communicate star maps. I suspect the vikings were of phoenician descent. Easter island statues face inland, are situated on the shore, and are quarried at another shore. It is probable they were ferried by outrigger-canoe. Of course you're familiar with the similarities between Tikal & Ankor Wat architecture. And that they found egyptian mummies were preserved with coca & tobacco? I hope you think. I was reading about a dig from a team who sidestepped a bit on their way back from Machhu-Pichu to see some volcanic activity. They arrived just in time to find a sacrificed woman thawing in the snow. They made all sorts of conjectures about who lived there but what drove me crazy was that no one recognized what a miracle it was to be there at just the right time after centuries of 'sleeping beauty', or more importantly, that what they had in front of them was the absolute last sacrifice of the culture before the snow buried them. I found this on the net after my prior night in which a deity from that region came to me in a dream and said I had the fourth crystal required to restore it's kingdom. That prior afternoon I had just been given a nice quartz; that week I was manifesting the spiritual equivalent of my new-found knowledge on how to use the tree-of-life to build a nanotech-seed (phoenix's-benben-stone [also that week the phoenix tomb had been opened], the arc-of-the-covenant, the-holy-grail, thor's-hammer, whatever you want to call it). Anyhow, in my semi-conscious dream, I told the deity 'no', I didn't know it or trust it. Just as I got out of bed from the dream, an earthquake hit. A couple weeks later I launched one myself at work to have an excuse to clean up 40 years of piled magazines on conference desk of my employer. When you hear of earthquakes on the news, pay attention; there are usually reports of green clouds of light. It's tesla technology. Just like the starwars demo we had in Oct. 99.

- micah: I got up at six this morning (PST) to post my latest website and ereiam.com and finished at 11. It's now nearly 4:00 am. I spend a lot of 26-36 hour days between sleep (6-11 hours). None of this typing is wasted. I'm writing my chronicles to post on my site.

re tesla: Oh he was, was he? bet you didn't know your computer has GPS data in it [use your finder]. You didn't think those auroras tear the fabric of reality apart from the rickety array of garage sale antennas pictured out at edwards afb, did you? Thankfully, folks like myself have the same capacity without the equipment. And again, it's no accident that mar's lost it's van allen belt. ask any chaldean.

jo: Again, of course. Debating beliefs is one of the main things I do with my girlfreinds (both of which I've proposed to). Both of them believe in a higher force intent on making them suffer. My self discovered 'experience' (Not 'faith', I can't see why a person would live by faith for long without some rock solid contemplation behind it) is the root of my world. My love needs a challenge, not a mirror to talk to myself about what I like outside.

- I believe in all religions & universes, I just believe some are more enjoyable than others.

- Re enheduanna: I don't think I'll ever date a born-again Baptist lesbian again, though.

Enhy: Like me? My ministry certificate comes from the Universal life church, which by it's charter would accept even satanic priests as long as they 'Do only that which is right' even though they have baptist roots. My first teacher (step-dad) was a baptist minister before getting into hindu then becoming a zen-buddhist monk.

- Luv: That's why I rave about my exploits to such an insane degree. I want people to see what's possible when you put God first.

Enhy: I'd figured as much, it was just another chance for me to catch the eye of Derga Bernhardt. I'd much rather think of it as a twig, if my neghbors are any indicator. There worse than jehovah's witnesses - all sit down, shut up, stay asleep all day. There spirits are like black hole security guards with fire corona's; as you say, my exact opposite, though I'll have to take on being that as well someday.

- I loved a line from the Ghandi movie in which a soldier felt remorse after finding the orphan of a man he man he killed in religious war. Ghandi said that to clear his spirit, not only must he raise the child himself, but by the child's original religion. kinda chokes me up.

- twisty: No hot chocolate? Oh you poor dear thing. Did you have all the jugs of chlorinated water, maintained by those jack mormons who don't plan on becoming a god of their own planet? Did you get a pair of those magic specs?

My favorite sermon was the one like this: "If you want to see me walk across this river you have to all have absolute faith in me. Oh, you do? Guess I don't have to do it then." So true.

- How can people believe in their belief system unless they don't think it is the only right one, unless they have a system that is not in conflict with others i.e. mine which allows for all other belief systems as a subset.

- No no, [to enheduanna] I mean those who have a liberal respect for other's religions. I can only imagine they are not devout about the explicits of their own faith, or realise it's not all that comprehensive.

[radio plays my enhed theme song: perhaps called 'in my hands'. just came out during a dialogue with her a week or two]

N/A

When I was a kid we'd fill them with BBQ gas till they were 6 feet tall, attach a fuse, and launch them over the city.

- I got fixed too. Most painfull experience in my life; felt like 2 boa constrictors fighting in my abdomen. Even masturbating hurt for the next couple of years. I was hit by a surprise divorce after making love just a few last times. Years later I made fantastic love a few times. So overall it was a mistake. Especially now that I'm trying to court a woman who holds puppies & babies like she wants one more than I do even.

- mary: With personal conditioning, your SO can be responsible. The male mechanisms of orgasm & ejaculation are totally seperate willfully controllable entities.

No, but my son's a blackbelt in tae-kwon-do. When I was a kid I learned a cool akido trick: put your fist to your thighs and have a friend pick you up, then do it again imagining your feet have roots in the ground - much harder to lift. I modified Don Juan's 'sorcerors walk' with this. I grow roots with each step & can just about hike a landslide without slipping or use of hand's.

I eat a condensed variety. Cream, cheese, dates, nuts, etc. I always read the ingredients & seek non-filler (sugars, oils, etc.). Keep in mind if something has 7 ingredients (say guacomole), even if the first ingredient is avocado, it could have as little as 1/7th avocado; and if three of the ingredients are oils, it could be as much as 3/7th's oil; If avocado is the 4th ingredient, the first three ingredients could occupy 99% of the content. From what I've read, mineral life is now used to produce (pre-digest) fructose from carbos. And everything contains soy, of which over half the worlds supply is genetically engineered. Remember the Simpsons 'tomacco's'?

- The best advice on eating I ever read was 'Deepak Chopra' who pointed out that a diet based on numbers was silly. That even erring by a tablespoon of peanutbuttur a day could throw you off 10 pounds (over a year, I believe). He suggested that the moment the thought pop's in your head that you've probably had enough, don't finish your plate. Your body knows what it needs, when, and how much. Listen.

- Re rkey sugar is a carbo:- picky aren't we? C6H12 breakdowns & such.

My kittens grow fast on 1/5 of their recommended diet. One small meal a day is usually all I do, but I have a lot of coffee & cola.

Sometimes during a ceremony I feel compelled to have a variety of tidbits that ground me to all the earth has to offer, color energy is the key.

- Yes.

Dr. Andrew Weil's first books were on halucinogenic mushrooms, if anyone remembers that far back.

I often look for the things people avoid. It's funny how they talked us into lower & lower fat milks so they could make more cream products. When it's cheaper than cream & sugar, I buy cappucino ice-cream for my coffee. Sometimes frozen yogurts are closer to real ice-cream than products called ice-cream.

- Not for this chick. Favorite foods are extra spicy thai or mexican. A solid layer of jalapeno's is fine. I enjoy straight wasabi. I make a fire sauce by steeping the hottest peppers in scotch & olive oil over a wood stove for days. I also love hot russian & english mustards in abundance.

- Caffeine is important too when I'm on my all coffee/coke diet.

Happens to us carnivores. I like the taste of my own blood. [but I don't try to bleed myself]

I remember years ago with my wife on acid: we had cornish game hens in the crock pot (knowing we wouldn't be much up on cooking several hours later). I found we had a significant difference: I was aghast at the thought of touching those veins & muscles & such; she had drool on her fangs.

- And then there's that wine & wafer thing where Jesus outshone all prior animal sacrifices.

One singularity. The eyes create. Matter & consciousness are one. In the back of our minds is god's desire to experience creation.

- Pom: self assured desire without expectation or dependance, knowing the same force with ultimate control of every detail you experience and the ability to reformulate all rules is the same force that creates your desire and perception. For some people resigning that desire is the key. Without digging deeper, I'd say your ego wishes to maintain it's identity by accepting a meaningless routine. I could give you a dozen types of things to look for that happen right before your face. Most of them come down to 'be alert to how anything you witness relates to something you were just thinking', for instance as I think about you the song 'Sonny came home' appeared on the radio, breaking my typical earth angel play list. email me if you get into some existential hell in which you're out of control, yet creating everything you witness. kristalphoenix@icqmail.com (or email now for a free tarot reading)

- re vos: There we go again: god is dead, and no one cares, etc., etc.

Nietsche, eh?

- Re vos: no Nine inch Nails:

My son loves them. I do sometimes. What bugs me is they seem to have several albums and one song. What happened to groups like the beatles where every song was nearly a hit.

- The meaning of this question depends on where you're coming from. Reading your responses, I am now convinced you mean God vs. atheism. For me, believing in God is easier, because being it all is an overwhelming responsibility and defeats the purpose of creation. Being an angel is an exciting compromise: it allows you surprise, power, independence, reaction. Being a person is even more intense. I experience helpless suffering once in awhile so I don't lose compassion for others.

re micah random population control:

and did this seem a good idea? I would love to see a return to the population density of last century. That's why I got fixed though I love my 2 kids & would enjoy more. My neighbors churn em out, while teaching life & humanity (including each other) is to be disregarded. It perturbs me.

I saw Angry Housewives in santa cruz. My housemate (& attempted affair object) worked on it. I've built period prop's myself (like a water-closet) for 'Spring's awakening', an 1892 german play about abortion & such. We even had a 30 foot wall of pouring rain just behind the curtain. Most spectacular stagework i've ever seen, though i'm sure 'phantom' & others must outdo it.

Well I'm at 22 North, & I have to say that santa cruz & berkeley are a lot more communist than la,ca,us. And Alaskans are anything but communist, well I see your point. The US media isn't big on letting it's people know that there are large black business metropolis's in places like nigeria.

- re mary astrologer: Mary: It's starting to jive with science finally. There's a scientific website that gives the mornings weather report in terms of proton & neutron fluxes within the solar system. I appreciate your 'we belong to the earth' worldview. It's one of the sweetest.

- Yes I did. That would be a measurement of Brake Horse Power.

and 'the Graduate' spins at 33 RPM as I speak, says KRPM

All right micah, There's a lake at the bottom of the hill, your house is at a 50 foot higher elevation. You choose the hose and flow rating of your pump installed at the house. What is the minimum psi rating required to get water out of the lake?

or this one: choose a smooth surface on the planet, say the ocean on a glassy morning. Shoot a rifle perpendicular to the ground as you drop a bullet; which bullet will hit the surface first?

- magbast:

as to your second...is it in a vacuum? what caliber is the bullet and what grain...does it matter?...i'm not much on physics..

micah: As for the bullet, it depends on if you shoot the

bullet straight up, or straight down.

As for the waterflow, for a normal household, I

would suggest 2 1/2 inch cpvc, and maybe a 10 or 12

hp wisperflow. That's assuming that when you say

that my house is 50 feet higher, you mean higher

than the lake, rather than the top of the hill,

cause if that's what you mean, you have a much

bigger problem than getting water to your house. I could really be a smartass and say that all you would need is a fish

pump. You said "get water out of the lake, and no designation as to where the water needed to go, or for what purpose.

KRPM: micah: I'm sorry I meant parallell, not perpendicular. As to the second problem, sorry that ain't gonna cut it. [though I loved interpreting it]

magbast: right answer, wrong problem. re: second problem. No, it doesn't matter if it's in a vaccuum, nor the weight. But for scientific purity, lets presume the planet is within a vacuum and both bullets weigh the same.

- Micah: the earth is curved. Try the pump now.

- I hope you don't mean the change in gravitational accelleration due to the increased distance from the earth, merely the increased difference itself.

The pump one is easier, something any hydraulic engineer needs to know.

Your pump setup might work if you were to find a nice valley with a laxe and and a hill 15,ooo feet below sea level.

[after I wrote to enh about air-fire-water flux] Micah: I skipped the hydraulic engineering classes and took music theory. darn. But as soon as I find the very same book you have in

your hands right now, I'll be able to answer your questions with a little more accuracy.

- Joke: A gymnast looking for work applies answers a want-ad at the zoo. "bo-bo, the ape, our main attraction, just died, so we want you to wear this costume". He soon gets into his job, throwing banana peels at the visitors. His gymnastics get to ambitious as he leaps the wall and land's in the lions cage. "Help, Help", he screams, and the lion whispers "Shut up, you want us to all lose our jobs?"

Water must be pumped uphill. Even absolute vacuum could only pull it to a height of 30 feet at sea level.

- It does matter at a certain point.

With a strog enough pump at the 'bottom' of the plumbing you could push water to the moon; But the most 'suction' the strongest of pumps could create is absolute vacuum. Absolute vacuum can only lift water 30 feet. (50 feet, if as I said, you live in a valley 3 miles below sea level where there is a bit more atmospheric pressure to push the water upward) This why submersible flood pumps are made instead of just running a hose to a pump above.

I remember my first direct experience with comparative pressures: I was in a swimming pool and had the clever idea of using a garden hose as a snorkel. I swam to the bottom of the pool with my thumb over the hose. The moment I opened the barrier between my lungs and the hose, water pressure flattened me, and I had to flounder for the surface without a drop of air. I recently watched a movie in which they denied these physics, 'the Shadow'. The hero was locked in a water tank that was then filled. From the outside things were right; the gunfire holes had streams of water shooting from them; but from the inside, air was bubbling into the tank from these holes, one of which he was breathing from.

Ehheduanna: joachim: I study the Bible from a historical, linguistic, and sometimes literary perspective. It's heretical because I don't believe the

Bible was divinely inspired, I don't believe the first five books were written by Moses, and I don't believe that a lot of what it says

happened actually happened. On the other hand, the fact that I spend my time studying what is considered by some to be a purely

fictive work of delusional religious belief has caused some scientific types that I know to think that I am a crackpot, to say the

least. In this case, though, it's mostly before they really understand what it is that I do.

- Enh: And you've made the connection that the hebrews had only three elements: air, water, & fire from which earth is made? [meanwhile the anti-crackpots ask 'what the flux is she talking about?'] Einstein was a crackpot; we are potters.

- Easily. That was my plan when I got up this morning. Though I was planning to rush my tarot site development for the same purpose. I just worked on a high priestess card last night & this morning that has painting layers depicting venus & isis, the crucifixion, auroras, pangaea, new eden, eye of horus, visions, living torah, nether realm, gift of fire, dark creation, ocean heart, terra from a sea of dragons, temple of holy ghost, & the gypsy fortune teller. I still have to make paintings for time changes, vibratory cell forces, mental glands, stellar sex force, peace & war, intuition, and subservient dominion over the realms of mineral plant & animal to make the card complete.

I'm a concept person, I'm no scholarly fundamentalist in any religion who can quote matthew (but if i disagree with any text, I just flip open the book, and there's another quote to correct it.)

Catch you real soon: I've already been pulling up cars for you.

avg. Daily. Much more often if you include foreign languages & indices of specialized books (where I look for anything unfamiliar & enticing)

- henna: can I share research with you? kristalphoenix@icqmail.com, besides I'd love to be freinds; experts come to me nearly every night on whatever I'm studying that week anyhow.

- henna: Mein deutsch ist nicht so gut. Ich hab' nicht es sprechen fur zwanzig jahren, und denn, fur nur zwei jahren in die schule. Mein vater ist vonn munchen, aber ich nicht ihn gesehen 'since' ich war drei. Er ist tot jetzt. Wenn ich war zwolf er kammest zu mir in einem 'dream' und sagst "Ich bin gran". Recently I found that translates to 'my number is up'. In the dream we met on a steep alpine peak. He grew up in a castle.

- Here's one of my email signatures:

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- As to what I really do. Thunder dances, Invite deities over to learn their arts of causing earthquakes, power outages, & computer generated aurora's which rip apart matter (gee, this puts me in a bad light). Make golems (on all levels). Just last night while trying to break someone past binah I learned how to rewrite (blink & remanifest) matter (in this case some helicopters with nasty night vision). I haven't teleported yet, but I've swam in the jetstream (that yellow white fluid which powers the vimanas).

Academically, it appears you're on the same path. You've probably figured out by now that the alchemists lost it physically. Only now are the black & white magicians about to merge, now that they realize rocks have DNA, they'll soon know that just as one connects Malkuth to Keter, the Caduceus bites its 22 genome tail for eternal life. I am the benben stone (but the new learning will be infinite). Kristal Rose Phoenix McKinstry

I get from you (in order) yellow, red, cyanish-green, & burgundy energy. Not much blue or lavendar. Just doing this much inquiry, I was told by spirit to leave you alone. I was about to invite similar inquiries, but I get squishy sakti. Maybe later. Just giving a quick rundown took a lot of SC space. should email or ICQ. love, K

- Enhed: Oh yes, I meant 'Ich bin dran.', nicht 'Ich bin grün.'

Joachim:

KR: do you (or anyone else here) know if that might have been slightly short for "ich bin daran", as in "I am upon it" or "I am there"?

vos

Joachim:Ich bin dran means it's my turn.

I am there = ich bin dort.

- Ja du, bist so schoën, schoën vi ein diamond.

Ich will, mit dich gehen.

Kammt gib' mir deine hand.

In deinem armen bin ich glocklich, und froh,

das war noch nie bie eine andere, ein mal so, ein mal so, ein mal so.

Kammt gib' mir deine hand.

Kammt gib' mir deine hand.

I remember back in french class (actually the scene took place in english class), a girl complained that we didn't have enough french to curse properly, so I told her 'Tu es enceinte, parce-ce-que tu couch avec toi chien' which means 'You are pregnant because you sleep with your dog'. She burst into tears. I spent several hours that night writing a letter of apology in french to her. I think the teacher, Mme. Cottle corrected a copy of it for me...

Much in the same fashion as the pup-napping letters we sent my 8th grade teacher. She had a stuffed snoopy called the 'preposition pup' used to demonstrate prepositions ie 'the pup is beneath the box' (I was so bored by that schools curriculum, having been in AT & MGM programs elsewhere). Anyhow some pupnappers had acquired the pup and the nazi spy Ms. Blackwell was posting graded ransom notes on a billboard. My friends & I wrote some fake one's ourself until we had the chance to nap him ourself. The next year we set out to do it again, only I was in high school then. Frank was a sophomore, and Steve was still in the 8th with the pup. Somehow I got elected for the heist. I was wearing a stocking over my head, ski goggles, etc. carrying frank's mock luger (german gun). The event leaked out and I was few minutes late of 'just before school let out' [the school was one building with partitions separating the concentric classrooms]. I charged down the hill regardless, feeling like an alien with obscured vision, forcing my way through a throng of students yelling in unison 'GEEK' 'GEEK' 'GEEK' 'GEEK'. It was not fun.

- Kristal_Rose

Enheduanna: Someone here asked me what 'Nunquam' meant. Presumably it's hebrew. None of my on-line dictionaries

offer an interpretation. The best I could do was offer an interpretation of it's spirit: death/rebirth holy-ghost surrender. The

word nano came up twice in my channelling. Any chance you could look it up? I'd appreciate it.

Enheduanna

Nunquam? Definitely not Hebrew. It sounds Latin to me (but I don't have a Latin dictionary). And "nano" is Greek (and

Latin as well, I think), as in nanosecond; it means "dwarf" according to my (Classical Greek) dictionary.

Pomeranian

KR: nunquam means 'never' in Latin

I feared it was something like that. Some people have to learn the hard way. Thanks folks.

Rose Petal (my freind got me for christmas). Berries (esp. homemade from my ex) Lemon Curd. Egyptian Strawberry preserves (somehow the best ingredients end up there, especially in essential oils)

All of them: The best stuff is on PBS at 2 in the morning; classical vintage performance art videos. Genres would be a good supplementary survey. [cult (repo man, brazil)], [classic drama (wild at heart, river queen)], [comedy(bedazzled)]

My favorite directors are Peter Weir (picnic at hanging rock & dead poets society), Kubrick (apocalypse now, eye's wide shut), David Lynch (eraserhead & lost highway), and Tim Burton (edward scissorhands & ed wood).

- None of those: Cider House Blues. There are a couple others but I don't recall their names at the moment. I live near Hollywood; a couple times I've seen major blockbusters on video just as they were released at the theater. Also tickets for theater showings are available here for the price of filling out a survey on the movies strengths and weaknesses. Once I made the mistake in line of telling them I did computer graphics on the net for a living. That classified me as being in the entertainment industry, so they gave me a ticket for anything I wanted at the AMC. I saw the opening of david lynch's lost highway. Loved it. That was during the 3 week period in which I was homeless, and allowed myself time to live without an agenda.

They 'clear' people. Good to have under your belt, if you have something above it. Otherwise I suspect the claims about it being a form of the most literal brain washing aren't far off. White light is better, it will get you past the red sea into the land of milk and honey.

- Any survey posted at SC should be for the benefit of SC users, not strictly the self interests of a survey creater.

The creation of a survey can sometimes be a process similar to having one answered. For instance the creator of a survey on computer peripherals may not think to ask about MIDI devices, EEG's, stereo monitors, homecrafted input devices, and other options. Letting others directly make the modifications required saves effort for everyone involved. I feel contributers should respect the essence of what is being asked or create a supplementary survey. If a contributer realizes that a survey 'which of these have you tried in bed' is really asking (or can) ask 'what attitudes have you approached sex with' a stronger survey can be made.

Our community is quite diverse. By the time a collaborative survey passes, it could have strong content operating on different levels; be grammatically, logically, & structurally correct; be scientifically correct; make sense to both the logical & intuitive mind; abound with flourishes like quotes, definitions, & links; contain the most essential, revealing examples of options; apply to the full spectrum of humanity; and carry alternative options appropriate to the context. For all involved I expect the process & reward to feel a little more like glorious camaraderie & less like sanctioned cyber-masturbation. If we can't do something like this with no risk entertainment time, how can we expect the world's more serious problems to be fixed.

- There is no reason to delete any survey that is not downright hurtful or unquestionably offensive to most of us here. I would not feel qualified to make that decision. If you don't like it, don't approve it; if it passes, someone liked it.

- Why post anonymous surveys otherwise? reasons I can imagine are:

A person needs help. Fine

A person is timid. Sorry to hear.

A person fears bias. What a shame.

They feel their efforts are for SC, not themselves. (self & whole are not mutually exclusive)

Their survey is a clever retort to make people think, in lieu of an direct comment.

- Personally I could think of hundreds of surveys novel to SC given a day which I think might be generally appreciated, and provide a modicum of light hearted yet deeper self-inquiry, that I have no further personal interest in. These are the surveys I would prefer to launch as collaborative. The deepest surveys which do concern me, I would like to launch collaboratively to bridge the gap between where I am and the rest of SC users are. Just to see how the surveys were redrafted would be revealing. Even if those responses range from deleting surveys to reposting them.

Wishing you all the best, Kristal.

- The question is could either case be respected. It would probably be easiest on bill if we just made the first comment in survey express it's intent. I think the delete key shouldn't even exist for anonymous surveys. The idea I like best is a log roster of edit's & deletes in which no one can be anonymous. I can see someone due to their limitations, posting a survey anonymously. But I think everyone should be held accountable (not to scare them away from helping) when they represent the entire SC body.

I had a '64 Bug totally covered with ecclectic wedding grafitti stolen for a day back in 1982. I frequently (sometimes weekly) leave my $1000 bicycle unlocked & unattended for hours in los angeles,us. It gets frequent compliments though I've had it for years. I just envision an aura of lavendar sparkles around it. I almost live in a ghetto, keep my windows & curtains open facing my computer. Life is to short to waste with fear. I still try to lock my bike & front door when leaving the house, so I'm not perfect. None-the-less we ask god for everything we get, though sometimes by accident.

random reinforcement schedules - keeps me trying to date a woman I know. She freaks out and closes up shop when I bring up feelings. Say's she doesn't want me hooked. She practically enshrines any object in her shop I take an interest in (even cancelling a sale so she can keep the thing at home). It's the weirdest relationship I've heard of. I keep her awake at her antique shop till way past dawn. I went to a party she threw, and flirted with all her girlfreinds after she told me that I could have no luck with women, she snapped [while I was beaming love with a woman (seated next to her boyfreind)whom was delighted that I'd marry her in an instant] and screamed for an hour "You don't make the F'n sun come up". Funny thing is, I did a thunder dance that night, & that following day LA had hours of the most wondrous thunder & lightening, running through my mind (& washing away a few homes in bakersfield). In two years I've only hugged her twice. Fortunately my AM bestfreind fills the traditional warmth aspect of my life.

- I only gambled once. It was at a slot machine in the bahama's. I was there with my mom's boyfriend whom we lived with to coach him on Revere's counting strategy at the blackjack table. I was only 15, so I was trying to keep a low profile. On my third pull, just as an attendant was tapping my shoulder, all the bell's & whistles went off and I was shoveling quarter's into a sack I made of my t-shirt while sheepishly looking down and assuring the attendant I was leaving. Boy, I forgot all about that. "Yah hoo", since I was denied the joy at the time.

It never appears in my shows, so I wouldn't know. Star-trek, Freinds, Fraser, X-Files, Talk Radio, and all the Arts & Educational programming.

My mom & I have opposite views on when violence is appropriate. She prefers it be shallow, I prefer movies like 'Natural Born Killers' or 'Apocalypse Now', if I'm actually going to see some. Not shows that deaden ones reaction to it. I also think a movie shows better directing when the best and worst are fed to the imagination instead.

Peter Weir, Kubrick, & David Lynch are my favorite directors.

- They: the one that hit me with tragic humor was the coca-cola ad with teens in front of a television. The punch line was essentially 'bored? go get a coke.'

- On Sunset. Yes, I can agree with that one. Hollywood itself only has cheap glitter, raunchy S&M lingerie in half the windows, & fringe religions. West hollywood seems to be the disneyland of sin (though I can't isolate a single reason). I think 'holy shìt' when I bicycle through there. I've found angel's there too though. I went to the front of a psychic shop a few months and telepathically called the proprietor. She handed me a crystal shard and said "Don't lose it". I said "I won't". I'd say it was the most significant conversation I've ever had with a person.

- Can anyone here recognize the 'biblical' error in my above comment?

I like every shop to be a personal expression of the proprietor.

Things at malls are usually more generic, & generally cost several times more than things I'd find elsewhere. The exception is food which is much cheaper from a chain.

Yes, So jpl & it's contractors don't make such lame excuses for what happens to the mars probes.

The US tried; anyone remember liters at the gas pumps.

Stocks measured in 1/16ths I find humorous.

But not for time. It would be miserable on astrologers. Though I once hoped even time would go decimal: Based on the day as the basic unit. "0.3 day workdays", "3.65" months in a year. I think it would suck. Napoleon made it law once; people had watches that secretly revealed 12/24 hour faces.

- Yea, ehheduanna. (she suggested sexagesimal)

Further complications, we actually use three types of ounces: one is a 12th of a pound of precious metal (the troy ounce), one is a 1/16th of a pound, another is 1/8 of a cup with no connection to weight. - The mayans used a base 20 system (except for one of their three calendar systems which used an 18x20 system).

- People here do realize that a 2"x4" is much smaller than that. It was once based on a lot of finishing loss from what were rough cuts with thicker blades.

YOEAOEJouuueuea Route 66, on my radio. LEt it all out. Santa Monica, wheweee. I made a route 66 sign one night, but I stayed instead.

re oscar @ sell soul devil (response was no):

drdt & gui :-) ;-) :-)

Oscar: I heard about you earlier on my TV tonight (logos channelling). It said you're competetent on something. I think we could have a good debate on something, though I don't yet know what.

I love candles & hate fluorescents (though I do use my black light on occasion). I have Lava lights, including one of the ones I made (in a mexican style 'Orange Crush' soda bottle with a base of orange & green striated stone, a lamp fixture painted orange with green splatters, & a chicken wire lotus surrounding it that holds a bouquet of bamboo. The 'wax' is gold speckled lime. My 'wish she was my girlfreind' has it's twin, as well as one of cyan fluid & white wax in an ancient coke bottle (both of them have sexual connotations) My best freind & daughter have simpler versions of the 'orange crush'). Some mercury-halide lamps have a nice spectral balance. I was so dismayed at the cold spectrum used at LACMA, the los angeles,us modern art museum. Projects of mine on hold now include a floor lamp with slider controls for the red, green, & blue components (So I can make the room any color I want) and I'd like to make ritual candles that actually burn in different colored flames, much like a sculpture I made years ago. It was beautiful just as the 5' patinaed brass tropical bloom it appeared as unlit. It's hidden beauty was that the stalk had more copper tubes within it to carry chemically salted alcohol from the gnarled roots & pods to different parts of the huge skeletal leaves, the petals, and the stamen. It was designed to have amorphous aleatoric bursts, billows, & jets of colored flame. One night at the beach the wind created a vortex that got the brass flower glowing bright orange from heat. I'd like to have grow lights around the house too.

Re red light (rwo RimeswithOrange):

rwo: i take it you meant 'adds to your sleep time'. I frequently stay up for days, and need the artificial lights to work, but I love turning off everything electric, especially the computer. It feels like replenishing a taxing intellectual spirit connection with the world, with a wholesome body world consciousness. Sun, wind, & a long bath help refresh your molecules. When I accidentally worshipped devi (thought I was worshipping beauty & passion, didn't expect it to be loveless) I woke up in flames and headed to the ocean for a sunrise replenishment; until I gave a moment's thought about a blue cure, I would have gone for black. It gave me greater insight on the trap redlight district prostitutes get caught in. I can soar past red energy with love now.

golem: A cash dispensing machine (Automated Teller Machine) linked to your bank accounts (you cant feed it candies & toys, and expect some coins back).

- Did everyone know they have retinal scanners in them now? Talk about your big brother: they can identify you through sunglasses, or 6' away (meaning BigBro has another tool besides your spending (& hundreds of others) to know where you are).

04/08/00 - I heard it on the TV news, with no suggestions as to it's implications. Perhaps I'm wrong, but in LA,ca,us at least, the ATM's did start showing up with a second lense cover besides the mirror. And those were the specs they said (retina or iris I don't remember, iris is what i was thinking).

I wish i knew their withdrawal allowance algorithm, I get debit access to a good share of entire funds within minutes, unless I change my deposit or withdrawal habits (like making a non-routine deposit)

- I was rolling in laughter when I saw 'Enemy of the state'. They said everything you've heard of is 20 years out of date. They failed to mention that includes everything in the movie. But I'll check out the link. Perhaps phi is helping me on my paranoid-hell sermon, so I don't have to link my real research.

- Ah yes. Just the other day I was trying to figure out what frequency of bursts I was seeing from police copters (I know it's not in the visible since my friends couldn't see it & because I saw it through my ceiling once [Oh, fuck, i'm being x-rayed was my reaction]) 3 Copters, 3 simultaneous bursts which implies triangulation to me, and therefore something more radio than photo. The local la,ca,us police copters (from their website) officially have 3 million candle 'night sun' lamps & a 'Forward looking infrared system'. Back in the 80's local law enforcement could see heat through your roof to determine if you had an illicit garden. My cousin heads an engineering team that made a thermal sattelite camera that can read the heat on the pavement and determine the numbers of the license plate from which it bounced. Anyhow, I recently read up on material like phi's but a bit more intense: it was an automatic targeting system for helicopters that could lock onto muzzled gun shot's. When I have the time, I'll put together a website journey into hell complete with all the technical links that gradually familiarizes the reader with the whole evolution. I only spent a couple minutes digging up the iris scanner links, just to prove it was in the news and not preposterous.

Oh, very interesting, a deep survey. Harboring a respectful C.S.Lewis outlook. Seeq & ye shall find. This survey doesn't really support a big picture view of cosmology, but I'm grateful for it's appearance none-the-less.

You can't sell your soul in the long run.

I have many of these things already. We all have eternal life. The devil is gods creation (should your world have one) He has the job god gave him, to provide bar exams. And if you know that you are made of god to witness god, plenary indulgence is available, which is to say that the moment you recognize because of your own divinity, the devil has no control over you or the world you experience. The difficulty is recognizing when 'the devil' has taken control of your life; that things are messed up and you have the choice to decide otherwise. Heaven on earth (one of many fabulous options) is available to anyone willing to believe in it and feel worthy. In fact, although many of the tricks like unselfish service help, the majority of one's sadhana (spiritual education) involves expanding your definition of what you can believe in. Some religions, especially most of the christian ones, I would consider to be satanic at a certain level. They are excellent steps up for people with no faith, but eventually you are faced with the dogma that we are gods puppets, that only through interceding forces can we usually even communicate with god, that that is certainly not who we are. Few souls walk the tightrope of (intentionally) paradoxical teachings, and ally themselves with the entire trinity, not just the son. The trinity I might explain consists of 1) The Son or Tamassic guna representing stability and those who witness worldly life; 2) The Father or Sattvic guna representing formation, employed by occultists to enhance or alter the worldly life they witness (this includes all those who pray for health & happiness in the world) ; and 3) the Holy Spirit or Rajassic guna of dissolution experienced by mystics who opt to move themselves into higher realms of awareness & understanding rather than manifest power down into creation (as we all do, consciously or not). The 'tree's (oh so fractal) in the garden were a decent metaphor too. The Lutherans believed the Pope to be Satan, though I'm not sure it was for the same reasons.

So just who is the snake and what is his purpose - time for another survey.

And what are the consequences of Satan: To have your world written into the worst thing you can believe in, for instance having your information present itself in such a way that you are sure a friend of your's is committing suicide over the internet, or having every website you click on be proof that science is a minute away from being a war of techno-mutants. With a wave of the hand the horror show ends, just stop believing in it.

- When I was younger my friend & I made a pact to quit smoking. Whoever gave in first was to lose their soul to the devil, fortunately there was a cancel clause which my friend insisted we utilize.

Re twisty saying were all god: Yeah, she's got it under control. Now offer her some small animals as an apology.

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Micah: I am the god of hellfire.

Twist: Your soul is one thing, but your spleen?!

That aint right! My ex had an evil cat that I called spleenhunter.

Twisty: As a matter of fact...I am a god...we all are..

Micah: Twist:..I'm speechless...I...love dramatic pauses...I can see you saying that right now...with one eyebrow raised!

KRPM: Yeah, she's got it under control. Now offer her some small animals as an apology.

Micah: Yr Offryn

Now's your chance to impress me.

Kristal_Rose

We've been around the world already. I take my time now.

Twistermime

micah

hehehehe

Kristal_Rose

it's tit for tat anyhow with the "undecided about god" comment.

Kristal_Rose

it's tit for tat anyhow with the "undecided about god" comment.

And micah: do you sleep with others in the form of a dark lava being?

micah

I sleep with others in the form of a hovering dark elf. I say "light and life". Can you understand me?

KRPM: I've seen it too often, & it's manifesting again. Perhaps it's time for a quick rewrite. as to your intended instance, alas no. I've seen so many dark elfs already, Perhaps been them. My best freind just created a new stone demon/archangel today (a living stone sculpture). My nano-expert freind emailed tonight for the first time in months. And any good demon says "light & life" which they do in fact help one reach, if you pass the test.

- Magbast -

KR...all joking aside...what happened...was it innate(illness) or did you work yourself into a breakdown?

- In which instance? My spiritual awakening. or the meltdowns in which my world goes sour. The meltdowns happen when I believe there are higher darker forces than myself, and i get weak if I've been up for days (my obsessiveness has often been my demise as well).

I'd be glad to answer on the most rudimentary as well as higher levels once I understand the question.

That's exactly what I thought you meant. I'm glad you asked. But I can't help but an in depth answer.

A:) Officially it's "clinical depression", which is rarely ever the case except when I do attempt working for someone else.

--( because i'm obsessive compulsive, perfectionist, consider all possibilities, take an immense amount of time because I am scatterbrained [ADD], and get a passive-agressive martyrdom thing going )

If my doctor's didn't understand my spiritual realm, I suppose they could have easily said I meet the face-value criteria for "Schizoaffective - manic type"

My doctor however allows me both the diagnoses and treatment decisions. I give her a great deal of top-notch literature on recent finding's regarding pharmaceutical's (I subscribe to Medscape & such). In my effort to fix what bother's me the most, ADD symptoms (flight of ideas, lack of concentration {for instance I have only one thought in my head at a time, so I have to sacrifice my memory of what I was going to say if I wish to hear someone}). I had her refer me for an EEG, which in turn referred me for an MRI. After much research and experience with meds I chose Depakote, and have my best focus in years (now if I can regain some discipline to match (I still get way distracted from whatever I intend to do (at least it's not happenning every 12 seconds anymore))).

[1988] 50% of everything I held to be true about reality collapsed the day after I got into Siddha Yoga. I was actually doing par for the course (kundalini awakenening, a flood of siddi's (psychic powers), kriya's, etc.) Siddha Yoga is not like other religions where one gradually climbs the rung's of a ladder; they immerse you in the highest direct experience of creation and you either prosper or go mad. I didn't know till three years later that the 'Spiritual Emergence Network' exists to clean up their messes and save others who have had unassisted kundalini awakening's mis-diagnosed as schizophrenia. I had a human teacher teach me how to read the 'logos' or 'spanda karika' as they referred to it (which is also the name of one of their sacred texts). Once I was talking to the logo's, I left the group and got my lessons directly from it.

At that time I was concentrating on my studio art degree and undergoing a divorce, (my catatonic meditations attempting to dispell the other 50% of what I believed cinched that). I had a miserable couple of years trying to juggle multiple planes of existence [imagine every word to you having two levels of meaning - one direct from your guru, the other from a person]. Eventually I found I could listen to god in the background & talk to people in the foreground. My employer (french car restoration) went bankrupt; work in santa cruz was unfindable, (I spent weekends in palo alto at mom's trying to put my computer degree to use); I lived in the garage at my ex & brothers to get as muchtime in with the kids as possible.

[1993] Learned more on handling multiple dimensions; kids, ex, & bro moved to alaska, I moved in with parents near SF; Got 3 highly responsible computer jobs: 1) United way - (whatever I wanted to do) was systems integrator (DOS/WIN/IBM400) & asst. DBA. Contract expired. Hadn't learned politics. 2) Solely created software for an agency that recycled office furnishings for 7500 other agencies. Found she actually only wanted about 5% of what she asked for. Spent months where my successor spent a few days. 3) On a programming team designing medical database tools & GUI's. Worked 70 hr wks + 4 hrs/day commute. Worked 30 hours straight the last night to meet the deadline. Boss found a bug, and stood over me while I unpacked my desk. I suspect the fact that the senior programmer and I seemed to have a strong mutual attraction when she hired me, and the fact that I ignored her to play it safe (I had a sexual harrasment suit at united way for writing letters that were not sexual (plea's to talk mostly)) had seemed to have a thing to do with it. Actually I usurped her entirely by spending half my time helping the other programmers and reporting to her boss instead.

[1996] I changed my gender the following day, became a 900 line tarot counsellor, couldn't pay the rent, went bicycle touring up the west coast,usa, met many spiritual teachers, stayed in twisty's town & portland,or,us. Had a dollar to my name. Logo's said go to LA, caught rides in 5 minutes, had people pay my motel's out of pure kindness, spent 3 weeks homeless in santa monica/venice beach,ca,us. Was offered 9 month stay in wonderful homeless shelter, but forced to collect GR & go for diagnosis at county mental health, forced again to apply for SSDI which I got in three months (some people wait years), applied for housing authority assistance which I got in a three months (some people wait years, I hear the waiting list is about 25 years now, 2 years later), had back go out.

[1997] Living in LA on SSDI & HA, attending & tutoring art & computer classes. Spiritually expanding. Juggling two pseudo-relationships. Trying to achieve financial independence by putting up a tarot divination website. Getting distracted instead posting my chronicles on Survey Central.

Whew, that was a long one. glad I didn't go into the higher levels.

Because of the terminology, interspersed compactness with loosely affiliated illustrations, the concepts themselves, lack of context, or the realm itself. There are the 'quick' who will get anything, even if not in it's originally intended interpersonal context, and the 'dead', both of whom I address. It ranges from the most simple truth of god as creator & perceiver, towards the infinitely complex & expansive inter-relationships within the creation. Both extremes have taken 12 years of intensive dedication, following 25 years of frequent interest & exposure. If you get 20%, you're doing good. About 2% of what I say here is for someone specific, other 10%'s go to specialists in occult-mysticism, the arts, or hard-engineering. I run into experts who surpass me on every topic, but never have I met someone as deep as myself on such a broad spectrum, capable of synthesis and seeing the interrelationships of these disparate disciplines. [ok, sometimes i do, but i don't expect it of you or anyone here (got my eye on one candidate though), or anyone else you might meet. Most people only see others much like themself. I myself had presumed for 25 years that everyone had a consciousness like my own, differing only by personality and emphasis on faculties; boy was I surprised.]

Let's examine my last comment - "= Sophistry":

To the clever 'dead' it was my intent that they scrutinize the meaning. It means subtlely deceptive reasoning; I was making sure no one mistook it for the modern street meaning of sophisication. I did this by reference to micah's comment on "Delusion". I was also making a commentary that the very premise of the devil's method's was sophistry, and that the existence of the devil was in itself sophistry. To those quicker, I was in mutual appreciation of our joke; that we practice sophistry yet are above it (and just in case, making sure they weren't below that point, and had misconceptions that there might be a higher enemy capable of sophistry). I was also explicitly joking with micah over comments elsewhere in which he exhibit's his own humourous brand of sophistry to me.

You see now why I don't elaborate as much as I could when simply explaining what I meant by one word; and if it's the source you seek, then the 'word' is 'sophistry'.

micah

K_R:So who's your "candid it"?

magbast

duh

micah

Duh what?

- I'd overstepped my bounds. You & my candid it can figure that out if you wish. It's over unless unless my negligible expertise in warm blooded dinosaurs is called upon.

I love them all, except for Broccio, which I don't remember trying. Roquefort is a particular instance of bleu cheese, made only in the caves of Roquefort. I also like Jarlsburg. I also love yogurt, kefir, and other things on their way to becoming cheese. For christmas parties back when I restored citroën's (a french car), we had great varieties of cheeses and champagnes. Our everyday fare was french pastries & we had an espresso machine wired into the shop.

- When I was 7, I built a live mousetrap & successful caught one with velveeta & peanutbutter.

For god's sake God, we had the biggest falling out I've seen here on SC, and we had our pictures posted (her with SB & cat and my license)unless you meant polar 'sister' of some sort, not alias. I'm not using alias, I tried running a second browser as Q-tip for research convenience sake; I don't think the system even permits simultaneous multiple log-ins anymore, and I'm thankful. That clever distrustful period was interesting (it honed my intellect & psychic capacity), but for freindships's sake I'm glad it's over.

I was cleaning out the neighbors apartment so the carpet cleaners could do their work. Grim. Slushee drink lids, roses, a ton of shoe boxes, dry clean hangers, working world, baby, & travel brochure magazines, a shower that had never been cleaned, zig-zags, and as my souvenir a picture of a vodun I would have to call Tonka, if such a deity exists. He had qualities of a gold lion & owl, & mostly a black elephant & snake (sucking on the hugest tonka bean (narcotic stimulant) I've ever seen) That's what I get for bringing up Voodoo earlier tonight here.

Genesis: in the original Hebrew, explained the 32 paths of creation; one of them was creating the 'Great Whales' which could be either islands or dinosaurs as I believe. Elephants are known still to swim great lengths between islands. Perhaps the whale's evolution can be traced to them. Modern earth moving equipment seems to best embody their spirit now. I feel their was an age in which warm dinosaurs evolved into birds who were the kings of attainment, discussing creation amongst themselves and choosing various evolutions of costume. I talk psychically to crows (and most animals) and know from experience that a crow can snatch spirit particles like a black hole.

Re dinosaur bones were created by satan:

Twisty: I had a boss suffering that dilemna. I'm exasperated with christians who carry the most metaphoric of all texts taking it literally. Buddhists & hindu's have it so much easier, their texts actually explain creation at the literal level.

- I love writing reviews of both stage and dance (love performing them too). No wonder I like you so much.

32 PATHS

- It requires books to explain this. All you really need to know is that god is creator & perceiver. I couldn't post the above story that night because instead I had someone fresh off the plane from israel explaining it to me. It's a story for those who live solely within creation. Your enlightenment has a ceiling as long as you believe 'god created man'. But you asked, so here it is. The 32 paths correspond to the 10 sephiroth & 22 paths in the kaballaistic tree-of-life, each which also correspond to the 22 letters of hebrew alphabet and the 22 major arcana of the tarot. Knowing that, one can do an instant tarot reading on the spiritual significance of any word.

Micah: And God looked upon the comment, and saw that it was long.

KRPM - *LOL* All right. We've checked in with #33. [allusion to prior comment re 33 RPM]

Enheduanna:

I don't get the order that the letters are in--there must be some significance, since in Kabbalah everything is significant.

My father was in a team of researchers who discovered what they called the "Great Void" in space; some kabbalist

guy called him once to find out what the void's orientation was, because he wanted to see if it corresponded to the

direction that the first letter of Genesis faces/opens onto according to Kabbalah.

KRPM: The void is the interim required for rewriting matter (yeshno) (within creation - or reality from without). I'm reading the letters just now, at a glance, the Sephiroth are arranged in order from Keter (Godhead) to Malkuth (kingdom). The letters make sense as far as their associated tarot cards meanings (if you stretch it). I'll have to examine it. I'm not as far as making formulas of such stuff. Which direction doesn't make sense without a calendar date. (too bad you're in boston) I put my void in the south of my living room, west is of course best for a stream collector. With a friend, we had two particle streams going. I'm trying to develop a system of '4 directions' based on dividing the globe into quarters (as in a tetrahedron (like the stucture of quartz)). At a glance the system better explains our planets magnetosphere alignments than the doughnut model. In a digital art meditation I found that such power streams exist on a universe scale as well, like a big electric circuit (see my site). The next morning another friend emailed a photo of the mars canal at cydonia in the same shape. See if it matches the pattern of your dad's void if you can for me. I'll probably research it when I get up tonight.

- Gilly: Enheduanna : So, what was the orientation? Gay, straight, bi?

- I only started readng texts on kaballah & studying hebrew about a month ago (though I've been studying tarot for 21 years now, since age 16). You probably know it better than I do.

Orientation: whatever a woman wants, as long as I'm basically basically a woman in touch with their masculine side. (Which I'd let go of without them) You're so on Gilly.

I don't like time at all, my watches often fail at critical times, sometimes even running backwards. One time I made a wish to have time give me an extra hour to get somewhere, instead it jumped ahead an hour. Around the same time I got the idea that since the wind always pauses for me to light cigarettes, that I could get my own 20 mph backwind to aid bicycling to work. For the next 3 weeks I faced a 20 mph headwind, It was miserable work, but I was still enthralled to see god change my physical reality in such a fashion. San Francisco,us was nice if you didn't want to carry a watch; a building on every corner had a clock. Not at all so Los Angeles,us.

- Yea, I wish to make several types of clocks. At the age of 7 I was tuning the 250 year old cuckoo clock I inherited from my father. Hourglasses & primitive mechanical's are my favorites.

- Do you do that? I bet you do. I've seen some spirits of a red ant like culture, around the same time I had a dream of what I suspect was Baal. He looked like a cross between a huge locust and a vastly horned satyr on a throne ruling over slave humans. Are either of these images familiar? Lots of yellow and red energy that felt mesopotamian.

- I do have a line of perfume for which I've already designed the fragrances, bottles, and media campaigns. But in this case I was talking about making one of a kind perfumes on a person by person basis. Here are examples of my personal formulas

"ENCHANTED APPLE (Kristal): BASE: Cedarwood, Sweet meadow clover, Milk chocolate, Sandalwood MID EXOTIC: Egyptian musk, Exotica, Opium, Celandine, Amber, Cassis, Neroli MID FRUIT: Macintosh apple, Green apple, Raspberry, Musk rose HIGHS: Pink grapefruit zest, Hyacinth, Chinaberry, Lime"

{this recipe is an autobiography of my first 10 years of sadahana}

"DAKTARI (Deanna): BASE: Egyptian Musk, Morroccan Jasmine, Pikaki, Meadow, Black Coconut, Lattë, Kelp MID: Mandarin, Celandine, Spicy Rose, Cassis, Clove HIGH: Linden Blossom, White Ginger"

"EDWARDIAN TROPIC Formulated with loving concern expressly for Jennifer Michaels. Ahearth, Afoot. Ingredients: By group, by volume; BASE: Vanber, French Vanilla, Bergamot, Light Musk CITRUS: Papaya, Grapefruit, Lemon Verbena LIGHT ORIENTALS: China Berry, Veriver, China Rain, Tropical Rain ROSES: Magnolia, Tuberose, Waterlily, China Rose NUT-FRUIT: Almond, Summer Peach AMBER II"

"SINCROSA (Heathar) Musk, Amber, Lotus, Calyx, Opium, Jasmine, Rose, Orange & Tagerine, Cherry, Rain, Violet, Patchoulli, China Musk, Paco Rabane, Frankincense & Myrhh, Marjoram, Rosemary, Sandalwood"

So far none of my recipes (or patrons) were suited for something delicate. Other recipes were named Lollipop, Starlit Black Jungle, Cat Toy, Dragon Fruit, Fairy glen moonbeams...

- En: The horns were most prominent, but he wasn't a bull, I know the throne had a couple tons of gold, but I don't think he did. He sat upright and was probably about 16 feet tall.

Thank you Jeanne, I try to be well versed in all the arts and sciences. There's a few I've heard of that I haven't tried yet, other than design notes.

- I once had a potted plant that instead of growing in alternating pairs , grew in alternating trios. In the 7th grade I found an immensely lush plant with 13 petalled leaves, I had seen some graphics of 5 petalled leaf formations and had my doubts, so I dug it up and kept it in my room (ooh, how all the neighbors glared at me after that). I brought a leaf to school for the opinion of an expert, who gave me drying instructions and offered me $50. On the way home, a sort of friend wanted to shellac it to his skateboard. He kept bidding higher, so eventually I just gave it to him. The next morning I was pulled into the office where all day I had to say "yes, I gave him the leaf, and no I didn't give him the joint, I've never seen one before". I was ready to strangle him when at the end of the day he finally said "Oh yeah, so & so gave me the joint". I told them I'd destroy the plant when I got home, which I did. :-( My science teacher signed my yearbook 'to a future botanist' which was embarrassing.

When I was in the 8th grade someone gave me a jar of seeds which I had great fun planting at school, the library, and in front of the hermosa beach,ca police department.

I usually avoid the stuff. As Don Juan said, once you know the state, the plant shouldn't be necessary to getting there.

- I have a huge herbal apothecary, in the future I'd like to grow all my own instead of making purchase at the occult shop.

- Re clocks: the kittens keep dragging my stopwatch (which I hadn't counted) into the bathroom. The last time was when I got to the 'Not blink' survey. So I might try to outdo myself not blinking during a bath. Course it could be a sign that they want their box filtered more frequently, or my showers have been too long.

It's fine as long as it's totally non-obtrusive. I would like to see a world (actually I've been there) where everyone knows what's going on in any mind they wish. We would have to legalize things people do behind closed doors, and be able to prevent global backroom corporate politics. What I don't like about it is it can be used to prevent civil disobedience rallies (yea, Eleanor Roosevelt, her and a freind drove through the KKK with a price on her head to teach civil disobedience though the FBI warned they would not protect her). I certainly don't approve of it targeting cultures.

- 04/08/00 henna: What are you talking about? I argued in defense of the census bureau whom I tried to work for as a door to door person. (got a 98% on the test)

drdt: you got that right.

I just moved some helicopters last night (light blasted them out & redefined them as moving on); it was during a lesson last night on the 'holy war' use of the kaballah / sefer yetzirah. On a lower level, the tables were turned. We were 'flashed' from all three simultaneously (triangulation) by what looked to me like an intense ball of x-ray. The others were only worried about being under the search light, apparently neither realizing that even city busses here have night vision, nor seeing the immense flashes. I reserched it on the net today (wondering what frequency I was seeing in), apparently our local police use a 'Forward Looking' infrared system. I wasn't using my eyes , so it could have been any frequency. The simultaneity sure implies a more radio frequency to me.

Male 13, was the relevant response. My cousin and I were wrapping ourselves in saran wrap and playing with mom's vibrator the first time I came. I said 'oops', and my cousin made fun of me for years.

- Hi OZ: By age 12-13 I knew that if I could live over again, I'd do it as a woman, but I had no idea until I was 30 that a change was even possible. So I answered for my mental & physical state at the time.

are we referring to buildings, floors, or rooms?

One would hope one has an opportunity to screen their roommates, choose if they are co-ed or not, & have a chance within reason to opt into another room if necessary. About 2 years ago, shortly before my back went out (hmmm?), I had a job moving all the furniture at UCLA & Pepperdine in California. It was a break from the non-physical world of writing resumés and volunteer computer-application teaching while I was living in a homeless shelter. It was also another opportunity to understand another culture. I suspect some were dismayed that I moved like Rambo, found things missed when other's were idle, and constantly found way's to make the work more efficient. I can't do things without zest. Given what they have, I suppose being paid to stand around makes sense. Anyhow, the average dorm had 3 beds & desks. I wonder if that is typical.

- Brian: I did think your comment was harsh and insensitive to the person you were addressing, yet I must admit I was bursting in laughter anyhow. She brings it out in the best of us.

- Jeanne: I want to tear my hair out. No, I don't think you understood. At this point, I don't think you could understand anything me or anyone else here had to say, unless it already exactly fit your existing belief system. I'll repeat my less significant point just to watch myself type. The youngest generation does not experience more lust or temptation to lust than yours did. Housemates are respected as sibling's, a bare midriff is about as enticing as a pretty bow or a décolette dress was in your day. I wrote a survey explicitly for you to demonstrate this point called "How would you react to seeing the underwear of your opposite sex roommate drying in the bathroom."

Only 3 of 35 respondents would be more excited or disgusted than if they were of the same gender. I wonder Jeanne, do you have selective hearing, or disbelieve the testimonies of others regarding their experiences. The other possibility is that you have what is called passive-agression, obstinately diregarding what you hear as a defense from having to face the notion that the precepts and values you held most of your life were either not fully comprehensive or have become obsolete. Most of the people here actually share the essence of your values, in spite of the fact that the appearance and behaviour is much different. Judge others by their own world, not yours. As yet, you can't see their world. Sadly, I doubt you ever will. Social codes evolve for pragmatic reasons. There is only a loose affiliation between them and the heart, and ethics (which is the synthesis of the heart and whatever the current social system dictates). There is no less heart or ethics in an ancient culture based on harem's, than there is in our's or that of the ancient hebrew's. The code you live by was very pragmatic for that ancient culture. As is, new codes of ethics have been created to maintain the same degree of heart and respect in the culture as it has evolved. Stop looking at the surface.

- Jeanne: I agree with much of what you are saying here. True, shame has diminished. I am glad. Christianity preaches forgiveness. Are we to forgive other's but not ourselves? One should live by their standards, and constantly strive to upgrade their wisdom and standards. I don't see how shame, remorse or self-degradation can assist anyone on their path. There is no shame attached to fornication because it is not considered wrong. Kicking a cat would probably invoke more shame than it did 50 years ago. I think for the most part, television has merely distinguished itself from actual violence. In your age, people were not overwhelmed by national violence, they were exposed to so litle that they were able to react to all of it. You were sheltered. In our day there is more street murder. In your day street fights were acceptable, in fact sometimes even considered heroic or chivalrous. Manners have deteriorated, but again these are examples of evolving social code standards unrelated to heart. I have met older people who consider it disrespectful to use a first name with a stranger. In our generation, using a first name is considered a warm gesture. As far as wanting limitations and guidance, I saw a good documentary on that topic: A study was done in which high school children were shown life from the 50's. It appealed to them as comfortable. It's consequence however is that it limit's personal responsibility and self-inquiry. It is a choice between all possibilities, honesty, but no clue what to do; or accepting a limited concept of behaviour and values and going along with it, right or wrong, simply because it work's and is easier.

You already know even the reasonably educated crowd here doe's not share your sexual values; I would like to see you write a survey inquiring about God's laws and principles. It could be phrased "Which of these values do you maintain." The choices should not be phrased in particular religious terms. Each option should address the reasoning behind a 'law'. For instance monogamy is not really about monogamy. It is about security, jealousy, building bonds-commitment-trust, overcoming obstacles, avoiding spread of disease, etc. Younger people are more open to the possibility that alternatives exist which do not undermine the underlying principles.

There is love and concern underlying Brian's anger. Concern for people like you.

- By the way Jeanne (I apologize that sarcasm is the only way achieve poignancy here I can think of), were you hoping by paddling brian to change his world view, or discourage him from revealing it in your presence. Formal respect in our generation is reserved for strangers; all others get honesty, which is perhaps why change has so accellerated much quicker than in your day. Although I think most here would agree that brian went over our bounds of respect as well.

On a different topic Jeanne: Today I was trying to dream up schemes for you to have a more delightful time here. I considered asking you to ask ask your husband & minister for permission to assume another name & flirt with folks here. Even if I hadn't realized myself how implausable this was for you, god interjected that this would not be possible. Consider however the meta that such a question bore in it's asking.

Here's another contrast of sexual standards by generation that actually turns the tables in a way. My local library has many books on party games written in the 50's & 60's which to my astonishment had games like the one in which the men are blindfolded, led in progression behind a line of their spouses bent over, and asked to identify their own by fondling rear ends. Much earlier country, square, & I suppose ballroom dancing situation's existed in which married couples could flirt with strangers. In our day, or at least mine, hopefully those younger have recovered from the sexual revolution, it was risky to dance with a stranger, as it could be interpreted as promoting a heavier date; something you did not have to fear. I read a study in 1993 that indicated men from your generation were several times more likely to extra-marital affairs than those married of a much younger age. Nearly 80% of men in 50-60 year old bracket had had affairs. Much less likely in an age when people don't get married unless they are more certain. Today I was reading a 1922 book "Cupids advice for the newly married", Unfortunately it was mostly cooking hints & furnishing ads. The table etiquette section was mostly common sense. The most interesting find was that a male guest of honor should be seated to the right of the hostess, and a female guest of honor should be seated just right of the host.

I think everyone would benefit if the new cultural wisdom was combined with the forgotten (perhaps unrecognized) wisdom of those before us.

Not at all, but I've learned that others do. I was going to go into a higher definition of this, ie do you mind when your psychic freinds scrutinize the things you do home alone, but I'll save that for another survey. Possibly combined with 'would you want to live in a world of telepaths?', and 'how refined is your "someone looking at you" sense?'

My computer was down so I made a fancy note planner that's grown to 2" thick. It all subdivides with 3 perforated levels of 7 possible tabs, so for instance, under Communications is a tab for conversation agendas, one of those sub tabs is freinds, one of those is Alaska, and from there it's filled with stacks of Post-It note lists per person. I plan to market the planners, they are cheaper, more versatile, and easier to use than DayPlanners for organizing an entire thought life on paper.

- Everything minute detail of thought used to be on my computer, hyperlinked, catalogued, etc. When it went down (my cost for praying tesla down) & I made the hierarchial post-it notebook. I found I was free to visit freinds wintout printing spreadsheets, and could even turn the dang thing off when home awake, to bring back the realm of sun, wind, birds, & flowers. It's like a mind vs. body realm thing, and I've done way to much mind stuff.

Once I lived in a trailer in the woods. I had a second alternator and battery on my station wagon, and would plug my camper into it when I got home. The nearest tree and the top of my hill had water drums to feed my fractally spiralled 6' deep garden beds. Drums at the bottom of the property collected rainwater that I pumped to uphill storage with a stationary bicycle. I never finished my steam powered bicycle, but it ran off an air compressor. On a later vacation I was gearing up to do the whole thing: cow-pie gas lighting, tidal electricity, a kiln to utilize the 10' wall of clay that oozed from the cliff in 4 layers of color (green, brick, ash, and black), bees for mead making, etc. My mom was so supportive; she showed up to deliver jugs of rice, raisins, chocolate chips, etc. The nettle stew I was cooking with fire oil (these pea sized super hot peppers steeped in scotch & olive oil) was great. I felt guilty about my mom's help when I decided not to be a hermit and experience a sense of time again. My next destination was programming in Vancouver wa,us with 16 hour schedules written in half hour increments. I couldn't do it. I want to do it again, but next time on my own vacation property.

I was an avid Jules Verne reader when I was 8, and loved Swiss Family Robinson. I hope it's still at Disneyland when I go next. Another book that should be on the list is <a href=" http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0140060898/qid=954737111/sr=1-2/002-3329966-1993050">The Mosquito Coast </a>. Which helped sober me when I saw it years ago.

Only to the center, after which he is running out. He could of course choose a path infinitely short of tangent to the forests circumference, making his journey to the center of the forest an infinite inwardly spiralling trek. Much like our life and it's current incarnation most of us know as Earth and the physical plane, with space travel still near the perimeter.

Haven't tried helicopter or rickshaw. I love the rest.

In town - Bike.

Travelling - Bike, Train, Plane, Boat.

I wish my knees and back weren't frequently bad since I quite often commute 20 miles a day without a car. Sometimes I carry 20 bags of groceries home. I usually let someone bring the cart out to my bicycle, they can usually use the breather, while we talk about deities or how they're moving to arizona in a couple months or something.

You forgot astral flight.

A good next survey would be which of these can you pilot, to which my anwer would be most of them.

Gui: You're flying through these surveys. My machine is gumming up on some background process, probably external data mining since I turned my own maintenance utilities off.

- Wonderful advice. Love without attachment is much better, but love as you can, everywhere, and you will never have regret or loss. You'll be too busy loving what is before you.

I'd do it just to support the premise until people start doing more of their own charity spending. But what happens is often obnoxious, like the coca-cola company with annual revenues of 16 billion US dollars, spending 100's of thousands, to advertise that they will give some student a $10k scholarship. (that was a reflection that came back during a time when I was trying to sell them a multi-billion dollar idea for 10k).

I'd rather support forward thinking companies like Patagonia who runs collective on-site daycare & brings employees on mountain retreats to discuss collaborative production & creativity.

Definitely the real thing. Synthesisers are best when responding to the human touch (like Eric Satie's - les trois gymnopedies done by the camarata chamber choir group). But I still like Robert Fripp (who invented a style in which extending elements join the cycle while others fade (evolutionary genius) or Kraftwerk.

Back in 1980 I imagined a system in which live musicians worked around a holographic conveyor belt which fed to a live gate. They could plug their instruments into the belt or directly into the live gate. Sound textures could be hand sculpted & stored as holographic objects like banannas or color abstracts.

I was working on developing software (feature & architecture concepts) back then to perform live holographic auditorium perfomances in which the performer could say 'freeway' and wave gestures indicating it's frantic activity & swooping curves. The program would search databases of freeway videos & create something that conforms to the composition. Later it occurred to me that the proram should be engineered as a nanotechnology interface for terraforming. I'm a bit above such tech now. I grew up with a poster of Mickey Mouse as the sorcerer's apprentice on my wall (and a 30's betty boop).

I was surprised when sampling came out that great classical works weren't translated to instruments like babbling brooks, bird chirps, & avalanches. Instead we had the Tom Tom Club (I loved Bamboo Town) say 'James Brown' in several pitches, and musicians stealing references to prior works.

- And then there were artists like Laurie Anderson who would rig a violin with a tape head & a bow made of recorded music.

Back when I suggested to my wife that we have affairs, she started one the next morning with our housemate (my best freind & co-worker). She begged me to stop her. I only expressed my sorrow.

As you desire, so shall the reflection reveal.

I kissed a woman now and then (& tried 12 years to have an affair with her bestfreind (occasionally our housemate)). My poor wife. I wouldn't get into a relationship now in which we weren't free to openly flirt (maybe all the way).

- Cat box cleaning: Keep 2 litter trays, one full of clumping litter (available in bulk from your pet supply), the other on stand by. Use a coarse ravioli strainer (99¢ store) to pour one tray into the other. The clumps go in a pretty sealed plastic bin with grocery bag liners; the last tray goes in the tub to be cleaned during your next shower.

- Refinishing table tops: Use white glue & scrap rolls of vinyl flooring.

- Appliance Cords - Workshops, Crowded Antique stores: Suspend cord from ceiling so it is always accessible.

- Food prep: Keep sink clean enough to be used as a mixing bowl.

- Roach control: Place pet food bowls in moats (bowls of water).

Keeping a clean counter: Everything goes on cupboard hooks {Sponges, scouring pads, & towels get a hole punched in each corner, dish soap gets a champagne wire twisted around the nipple (just the dish soap sue-bee), drain strainers & stopper (a yogurt lid) go up there too, as do a swatter, coffee funnel, and your frequent mugs.}

- Carpet cleaning: use a carpet sweeper between routine vacuumings to clean up after projects quicker.

- Window cleaning: Vinegar, Newsprint, & spit are unrivaled. [years ago I was was planning to suggest spit enzymes be grown as a cleaner; now I find products (I think 'spray & wash is one) are doing just that].

- Tub & Shower cleaning: So much easier to integrate it with your shower without fear of bleaching your clothes.

- Doing dishes: Wash everything as soon a possible. Frying pans clean so much easier when still scalding hot. If you're single, hide most of the dishes for company so they never build up and don't bother with a dishwasher.

- Dusting spider webs: Learn to snap a towel accurately (it bundles & pulls webs down instead of smearing them into your acoustic ceiling).

- Paper towels: Store your extra restaurant napkins on top of the towel dispenser and your towel roll may last forever.

- Cleaning metal: Lemon juice for copper, coca-cola for rusty iron, Cream of tartar for silver.

- Earrings: Store on a gray towel or vest on a coat hanger (mine are arranged by color). Dip them in an antibiotic ointment before putting them on. I keep mine halfway between the hall wardrobe and the bathroom mirror to hasten the choosing. (which took me forever when I couldn't see them all at once.))

- Prescriptions - To make a cheap med box / calendar:

Label 7 cups in an egg carton with the days of the week (I use a different color marker for each day)

Label 7 small med bottles, again "SAT","SUN","MON"... in matching colors and protect the ink with tape. Use 2 bottles & an 18 count carton if necessary.

- Moving boxes: The best in my opinion are super-tough cardboard 'shoeboxes' 9"x11"x16" inches used for tomatoes at some fast-food restauraunts. Mine have lasted 18 years, moving yearly. I use them as filing cabinets for everything from driftwood to floppy discs to ceremonial candles. Label all four sides & the top; you can't rely on your movers leaving the one labeled side exposed. I should paint them one of these years.

Tightly packed stacks of dishes in strong boxes with lids, surrounded by towels or clothes stand a much better chance of survival than open boxes of individually wrapped items.

Now: single - less than monthly;

was with SO - 2-3 weekly & sex 1-2 monthly;

was single - 2-3 weekly;

was married - 1 weekly & sex 0 monthly; (Awakening period, celibacy, wife's affair with brother (now married))

was married - 4-6 weekly & sex 2-3 weekly; (lust affair in my heart period)

was married - 2-3 weekly & sex 4-6 weekly;

was single - 2-3 daily (Rambunctious teen period).

No, but I had my account cleaned out by people I was staying with. I had given them my ATM number so they could cash a check. I was putting in frequent 36 hour workDays (I stayed up 6 days straight helping & learning when I first met them on my bicycle tour), and living off of thistle stew, rice, and abalone I'd cook on the wood stove, but I never brought up knowing about the cleanout; it was well worth it, besides, though the man was one of my guru's, I also knew he had been a profeesional con-man, even getting off with 2 years for murdering a coke dealer who screwed him on $60k.

Joachim:

KR: you should write a book. Your life is more interesting than the rest of ours put together.

vos

joachim: So I'm not the only one who noticed that!!

:-) Thank you, but each of you is a reflection of part of me I value no less.

- Until college, every school I went to (6 of them) had about 2 black people. Until a few years ago, when I saw a black person, my first thought was "this person is black", I would then work on discounting the thought by saying to myself "that person has red hair", "I have green eyes". I was always dismayed at black rights advocates bringing up past inequities (there's way more here I don't have time for) because it seemed to me that if nobody had told me over the media that black people had been considered different, it wouldn't have occurred to me.

This is clumsy.

I'd recommend "Bathing Habit's?"

with options like [Use a snorkel], [Lie in bath water under a tropical rainshower](my usual), [Final HOT rinse], [Final COLD rinse], [Pee in shower], [Pee in bath], [Light candles & incense], [Masturbate], [Answer the phone], [Use coloring], [Shave legs in bath], [Shave showering], [turn water off while shaving], [Clean tub while showering] and all the range of standard bath products.

I'd repost it as anonymous, so many others can add their own options.

My mom had Northern Select. Umm.

I picked up a trick from others. There are times when moist baby wipes are the way to go. Since childhood I've used this technique: Fold the tissue till it's about as long as your hand, wipe, fold again, keep going till the size get's risky, repeating till there's no scrapable stain.

My stains, by the way, are alway's portraits of demons; I've considered photographing them for a show, perhaps as lith prints. I've also considered angels, but it didn't seem right.

- 04/08/00 It's easier to read than my 'iridian' creation, though I was hoping it was more luddite than luddite.

mast: Pandora was the first mythology character I studied for school. I did an illustration of her opening the box in the 7th grade.

You forgot [I've never tried & am not attracted to the idea] which would be my answer. I have used a dildo, just to know what to expect before regretting a possibility. I'd have to transfer the experience as a vaginal experience.

Plain yes, they're good freinds, get to see mom's latest art works, talk shop w/ step-dad (programming), they treat me to shows, exhibitions & dinners in SF,ca, & field trips to deserted navy bases, flower farms, & exotic shops. There's usually an incredible feast one day, & a wide array of guests. The house is simultaneously pristine zen simplicity & lush creativity.

I have had to accept that although my mom is familiar with telempathy and some other things, I will have to wait till she dies to let her know what I really experience, just as my first teacher during my awakening had to do when his dad died.

At age 8

'What's up %?@cat' & 'Paint your Wagon' (which first came out as an X, back when XXX meant something like 'Deep Throat' or 'the Devil in Miss Jones') were movies I saw at the drive-in with my mom. Also my freind and I saw 'Summer of 42' playing with 'Dirty Mary Crazy Larry' 'Summer of 42' was our goal: though it was PG, it had partial sex. For 'Dirty Mary Crazy Larry', they had the first 10 rows cordoned off because of the chase scene on a hilly road. At that age, I wanted to see Warhol's 'Frankenstein' in 3D, because I'd been a stereogram buff since age three. Eventually I did see it (see it at a theater), and most of his other stuff on video.

My kids started seeing R movies from birth, that's the video age.

At 14, mom didn't want we seeing 'The Rocky Horror Picture Show' on showtime. At 15, I was frequently seeing it at midnight theater showings with freinds.

- I love the comic. My first real x (unless Warhol's Frankenstein was an x) was Flesh Gordon. I slept through most of it. I don't really recall enjoying any meaningless sex movies.

- I was in 8th grade when I saw Jaws. Later that night we went body-surfing.

Outgoing; was shy most of my life.

- Jeanne: Though I have absolutely no objection to mixed marriages, I agree with you in one sense. This world be dull if every tree were identical. I appreciate all trees equally. If we had an entirely homogenous planet, there would be no reason for the cultural anthropology I enjoy, nor for that matter, even talking to your neighbor. I get the unfortunate idea however that you think some people are not meant to get along with each other.

Vos: check it to http://www.progress.org/banneker-cgi-bin/webbbs/config.pl , the Economic Justice Message Board.

re pengy: I got to take narcotics after an operation.

Got to? Mind expanding or just a rest? or no sentiment intended?

re username: Boat AKK

Are you suggesting on some level I take a boat to AK,us to start my vacation with the kids & ex? or is there an (amphibious?) car I'm unfamiliar with, or is one of these cars a boat, or Clinton (oops wrong survey), or me.

Jaff: mine right now... it's raspberry w/ orange sherbert chunks

WOW, COOL.

I like tennis and such, but biclcling & dance are all I ever do.

The only time I enjoyed team games were: Highschool soccer, Us rear wings would scream 'human sacrifice' and berzerkly charge when activity came our way. And in the Rennaissance Faire, when us barefoot Kelts with rocks in our leine sleeves, played the booted English guard using a 17" ball of solid leathar and 2 hay bales for goals. No rules, but still one could never get a point because the bale was blockaded or someone was wrapped around the ball. Eventually we won by picking up a guard wrapped around the ball, charging the wall with him, and landing him and ball on the bale. We did a lot of complex pike formations in Geilic back then.

I've only given football on tv a moments notice, but I caught a landmark play. The dude with the ball, instead of looking over his shoulder to plan a trajectory, just looked up to catch the total overhead view on the big screen (like we all should do). The announcers caught what was going on too. Don't know if it influenced future games or not.

I don't mind freindly non-competitive competition, but as a kid I agonized over team sports: In basketball I just tried not to have 'foul' called on me. In baseball my only asset was running fast, and embarrassingly the 3rd baseman always had to catch or dodge the bat. My final game was 9th grade where coach was on 2nd, and put me on 1st. First play coach caught the ball and I thought 'whew, end of play'; to my shock he threw it at me and I paralyzed. I gathered my wits in time to jump out of the way of the ball, but not the batter who slammed into me tearing the ligaments of my knee cap which gives me trouble to this day. I sucked at pole vaulting, ran cross country, and my favorite at which I was invincible (even against cheaters) was being the horse in swimming pool chicken games where 2 piggyback teams try to topple each other. I also love body surfing.

- When I was a kid, it seemed more of a seperate show thing. But now it's something for everyone newsbytes with no deep information on anything serious. Instead they feed us shit about a how a local boxer is a role model for the community.

If they brought lions & christians to the colliseum, the seats would still be packed, unfortunately.

But hey, if they wanted to commit suicide, maybe that'd be ok. I'm so glad my suicidal period is long over and life is bright.

My brother makes money on Ultima-Online by hanging out at taverns offering a unique display of suicide each time.

By check, the moment they come in works best for me.

Seems to me that any automated transfer system would be more work than it saves in keeping your checkbook balanced.

- jjg: I'd rather have the option to deny payment if I get in a crunch. They've never taken more than the check i've written them. I don't care if they don't cash the check for months. If I had an interest account, each bill I postponed till the deadline would earn $0.30. But the main issue as I stated before is knowing your balance. Do you have a calendar by which you add automated transactions to your register, or do you enter them in advance, or when they appear on your statement?; Seems to me that unless you never write checks & go totally by instant transactions, or maintain a safe balance margin, such a technique encourages one to not balance their checkbook, but go by the banks conception of your balance, by ATM, phone, or website. Too much risk and accounting to remember for my sake.

Just the original in ca,us at age 5. Disney's park became a template for my next 20 years of education.

I was overjoyed that for my birthday (Mar. 23, about the time the survey was written) mom sent not just a check, but one specifically to cover a family trip to disneyland on my birthday.

I'd love to see the underground of these places.

We had a nice wood coaster in Santa Cruz,ca,us. Disney makes 'theme' parks, utilizing skills of a director; 'Amusement' parks are as different as 'County fairs' in my opinion.

My initials are on a tree on tom sawyer island. I don't think my 8th grade girlfreinds got on, before the mounted police stopped us. Did drugs on the cable car and the monsanto (voyage through inner space). Both rides stopped to give us more time. I recently met someone with the opposite karma, they were pulled off the ride.

The first of the three times. My curiosity is satisfied.

If you deep throat you can't tell anyhow. I got a bloody nose (nasal hymen?)

Lesbian now. like pcpr's freind.

Magbast: kristal rose...what did you do? deep sinus?...it's good to know your nose is no longer a virgin!

I was just wondering what you two were going to answer. In fact I think it's why I checked in. Though I have a big new survey agenda.

- to BlueBerryMuffin: BBerry: Strange choice of survey's to seem to finally introduce yourself in. For the record, to anyone concerned, I flirt without lust if at all. I place high value on freindships and any psychic bonds I can form. I'm a 37 year old appearing the range from floozy to church lady (so comment's the frustrating freind I'd like to marry).

I agree with Natsim. If you have a motive, direction, or agenda for this survey that isn't readily apparrent. You should bring it up now in your comments.

This appears to be an essay forum, with options thrown in to appease the crowd. Fine.

As is, (hate to keep this going), Either the explanation should say '...have some of their rights...', or there should be an option [Yes, to some extent], of course that is already implied unless we take [Yes] to mean capital punishment.

Breaded cheese filled jalapenos & calamari. TWP (texturized waste proteins).

Why not ask if fast food fryers should use plant or animal fats? or something else of more

general interest.

Enhedu: Thanks so much.

Twisty: That's a beautiful thought, and I won't discount, even hope for it's possibility. From my limited experience in this area, it seems there are universal force types that keep reincarnating. You have to respect the purity behind the misery sometimes.

It's not uncommon for a moment of common clear bliss between child & dying parent, in the worst of cicumstances.

Red cross just takes a look at me and say's 'sorry'.

If I weren't Universal, I'd say Christian.

My card, by the way, if not the whole deck, is the Queen of Wands. & K_o_C doesn't really write like one, rather more

King of Pentacles.

a#1: Elucidate.

a#2 1) I am not K_C; hope that was a typo; in my recent time here I accidentally logged in as Q-Tip, that's it.

a#2 2) I never implied they did. They were just there at the same time when everyone including myself was trying to put together an an object oriented cross platform OS: NeXt, java, etc.

It reminds me of playing gender stereotype games like opening car doors for women; fun, as long both parties know it's a game, ie it would mean just as much if they reversed roles.

It also reminds me of the 'Father knows best' days; Paste a smile on your face, act civil, see no evil, respesct authorities. Asleep, but secure in the knowledge that the world has order, even if imaginary.

- I could be addressed reverend. I prefer to get their attention as some TG techno art slut, then accelerate their position and send em reeling with cosmology.

b4: elementary?

3/31/00

I remember considering smalltalk years ago, back in the taligent days, seems it was basically a c variant like eiffel, but heavy on the component & inheritance. A while back drdt turned me on to RACTOR.

What would be cool is a something like yacc that could create a ractor with lisps ability to look at itself, but run on JRE or JIT from a browser & speak RMI. I write Java, but anything like lisp would take forever to compile. My goals range from AI metaphoric text symantics to terraforming simulations. I know there calculating things like emf interference patterns, but you need really need a language that mirrors the problem; the code (in matter/program space) needs a feedback loop to sense & analyze input (itself, matter/program space) & affect change (to matter/program space).

Today is April First Sacred to Loki (practical Jokes & Revelry), Fortuna Virilis (who watches over Men & Women relationships of Venus)... & mostly Hathor, Holder of the eye of RA. Unlike Einstein, I've already seen the bad future that can become of my physics, but I also know that we're only recreating that which already exists, a universe of unified intelligent energy/matter that already explains trees talking through the ground, synchronicity, astrology like planetary flux, reincarnation, the mass subconsciousness, crystal balls trapping spirits (the tetras form a vortex). I have a mind for science that's hard to shake. If you'd read my old sites as characters like (oh I forget).. I've figured out things like the conceptual proof that refridgeration appliances can power our other appliances. You want to know the main concept drexler is missing? The nano-seed (which better be programmable [mind energy link]) has to be built hungry, in such a fashion that it's attempts to feed itself (new bonding) result in a larger complex with a hungry fringe. I can put this out, because the results will no less be designed by prayer than this world ever was. My continuing meditations on this will only be theory used as metaphor for my real work. On the physical level, I need to get practical and just streamline my system for delivering individual readings by voice or type & jpg.

The proof for Fermat's last theorem; simply plot n and fn = C^n / (A^n + B^n) for the extreme cases of triangles ie 1,1,2^.5 & 1,10000,10001^.5 . There are places the graphs converge eg. n=2, but from there the path clearly predictably diverge. Fermat implied the proof would fit in a margin, not need to wait for a couple more centuries of a proof encyclopedias thick involving matlab animations of rainbow doughnuts based on a premise which was wildly removed from the essence of the problem. From here maybe someone can work on a new fermat puzzle based on multidimensional solids.

7 secting a circumference without 'trial & error' (or mathematically approaching limits) The old straight edge & compass problem that made these shapes sacred to occultists. 1) A 1D line can be bisected with a compass. 2) A triangle can be drawn to trisect a 2D circumference using a 2D compass, this in turn can project to trisect the 1D line. 3) A 3D tetragon can be made to quadsect a 3D sphere with a 3D compass (scoop); this can be projected to quadsect the circumference & line, in itself useless as 2 bisections coud have been done instead, but this leads to the pattern of using higher dimensional models to project down. Additional dimensions could be made with a sort of orery, representing the 4th dimension by putting the sphere in a box and spinning it; 5th by yaw; 6th by pitch; 7th by x displacement, 8th by y, 9th by z. 10th & higher can be done by Red, Green, & Blue components, EMF radiations, etc.. Projecting each dimension down yields a one shot procedure for exacting to the number of sections equivalent to the highest dimension you could model.

I haven't slept in a couple days, and that's been my pattern lately.

So... ignore this shit, RAIN LOVE. We live in a cartoon already, I was happy just hiking up a mountain stream.

Re encyclopedias thick & liking rainbow donuts: - Perhaps not, but some of the tricks he uses are the results of culminations of other contemporary mathematicians. I wrote to him with some hints, but he didn't respond. And in principle, I sure do. But even einstein believed 'why wash another dish when you can boil the egg in the soup.' The best engineering is knowing how to simplify.

I like a pair of clarks springers (british) (in raspberry sherbut or sand suede): comfy, dressy, tough enough to do a couple years of trail hiking. I can dance wild sexy flowing celestial punk in high heels, but I prefer to take them off, soon after I enter. I leave them on when hosting public receptions. My preference is barefoot on grass & beach. I like hopping 6' dashes across tall splashy beach rocks in n. ca,us

It's not the long legs, it's that the longer legs make you look thinner. I have some white go-go boots I would love to wear, but they don't come off easily, take too much room on my bike, but mostly are murder on my back. Oh, yes, clarks are hiking dress sandals.

Men, you think your feet smell & womens do not. It's open vs. closed shoes to a large extent.

- How about this survey: "when on your back, do you prefer heels or flats", you know, to weed out the chiropractic aspect of the question.

Jody: I forgot that in general we share the same tastes in many cool things. I think you gave me a link to cootie catchers, I still have the one I made from that. I was just wondering this morning how to fit in a blurb for all Dick Van Dyke movies. CCBB, Poppins, I think Mary Tyler Moore was one of my role models. I can remember those CCBB cars too (bright yellow). My great grandfather parted the red sea for heston. My great grandmother was dealing with light that could push doors, my other great grandmother had ball lightening travel through the ranch home. These were both before my time, but it seems to run in the family. I remember a letter from my great great grandfather about the invention of the polarized lense, I'll have to reinquire my mom about all these stories.

Agree with MM. Boy, I loved tv nation.

JFK was such a blatant example of low level karma. try to assassinate someone, you will be assassinated.

(twisty)

Mandy: I'm really really sure he was. If you forgive him now, (not for who he was, but to create a clear moment of the dad you

wanted [I have a waterfall of tears pouring right now]) and it doesn't work, you've lost nothing, and have some excercise in

courage. On the other hand, if you don't, thirty years from now, if you reconsider your stance, you can't reclaim the

opportunity.

Fyeya: I kept thinking about that last night and cant say tears wernt coming out easily too...

**Huggz Twm**

twisty: Thank you

I try to use it to indicate relative extremes, or conversely when making light & familiar of something. I never combine it with a serious condemnation.

Yeah, I pretty much knew or figured. So I must conclude either they had a 50 hz variant of NTSC back in their b/w days, or PAL-M (or at least their version) is not 50hz as well as being M resolution. Further, it suggests that only the chrominance bands, not the luminence band are interleaved. What a headache that must have been.

jaff: long time, & you caught the first meaningless line, except that it related to the Peter Seller's movie, "Dr. Strangelove, or how I learned to stop worrying & love the bomb" which 'Breedlove' reminded me of. & besides possible nanotech annihilisms of the planet, Ive moved into contemplations of the void, or Chesed on the tree of life. I was expecting other's to translate it as some kind of sexual innuendo.

And they're so close to publicly being able to grow or transplant a female reproductive system into a born male body. In case 'window treatment' was something that extended into cosmetic surgery. But what it really meant for me (it all start's with window treatment) was manipulating one's tv. I'd just mentioned on a prior survey controlling my radio by thought and was considering describing how I manifest show's about wormholes while opening a spiritual particle stream from just behind me to my tv set and swim in place in the golden diamond stream (there are other color streams too) like a sincrosa apetitosa or kirk waiting in the teleporter. I have a couple freinds who do this too. Anyone who meditates on their traslations of the Seals of Solomon can do it. I practice my skills using the tv to introduce chosen patterns & snow colors. I'm waiting for some spare time to use it for sculpting a special rock I have. I haven't dared to actually teleport in the flesh yet. Last I tried I was experiencing what I thought to be a bad electrical force vibrating my body apart. My guru's guru's guru, Bhagavan was rumored to teleport continually ahead on the road to shake up a bus driver who wouldn't pick up someone of his caste. Eventually the driver decided picking him up was easier on his sanity.

Is that what you wanted to know?

daver doesn't live in ca,usa where beer is 3.5% max, or labeled malt liquor, unless they changed it. They don't seem list the % on it anymore (not my Harp).

gui: Gamay Beaujolais? I like oaky whites. Riesling or Gewurtztraminer.

But the best is <a href=" http://wineaccess.com/wa/sponsors/bonny/home.asp ">Bonny Donn Vineyard's</a> Vin de Glacière - Muscat Canelli. I had some 15 years ago when I used to restore his citroén's (& modify them with features like 300 watt turning headlamps & 'ignition off or door open AND e-brake off = alarm' (since he had some runaways)).

Sangrial (made in mexico) is a tasty Sangria flavored sparkling soda.

If you would know catalan like god, not easily writing cheerfully. What a shame that there aren't (one doesn't have) automatic translators to estrange it.

And now after reading your comments: Nothing changed.

"Dieu et mon droit" is my , the Logan clans motto.

Ta me go suirdc.

Geilic is truly poetic, You choice of subject verb object order, if you even want them at all. Context is understood by the choice of consonants used: eg. Berkeley is a nice town. I live in Merkeley.

re: eye contact

Hi, blueberry. Don't know you yet. But I'd love to. Gorgeous hearts I hope.

This is a good time to comment. SC's come a long way since I arrived. No the major head-gaming veneers anymore.

- It's especially fun when your lashes tickle. ;-)

I was stunned that an intelligent young corporate climber at the United Way didn't know what ms. meant. She put me on a company harrassment probation for writing letters (innocent I thought), I wasn't allowed to try to talk to her. People commented that she had open eyes for everyone, but ooh, I looken in once and had never seen such burning smoke. At a later time we accidentally met face to face & practically melted for a minute or two, before averting our eyes & continuing our impassé. That was back in my days as Thor. I had atrocious luck with women till I stopped the need.

Back in those days, I could get at least get a trade show lecturer to time out to smile back.

Yeah, I'm full of myself, but I put it out there because I wan't any stragglers out there to catch up with the best I can offer.

Except the modern breeds (come to think of it even a citroëx xm resembles an acura) these car's had vastly distinct

personalities. Should we try psych-meds or lawn strains instead?

Whoa, I recall a prediction 1997 that didn't come true. That 'Pewter salmon peach' would become a popular car paint

color. Doe's anyone know if it's in production yet?

* Zang: If Bill Clinton were a gun what kind of bullets would he shoot? Cars, guns and Jesus...Oh Say can you see...

- blanks. Did you know copper clad bullets were used in battle to keep the other side injured rather than dead. Handling injured requires four times the manpower as a kamikaze armed force.

aurora's.

Re: micah's goth metal

My neighbors had a band "Kroft Supestars" with similar sound, songs like blue-eyed-devil. But they preferred a rambling brook folk sound playing with me.

I seem to go though for women who pose a most challenging path.

re: pepto bismol

mi cah: no, just eat more often, instead of the hummingbird coffeee diet.

With the metaphysicist, I had shoes, (wallabies) but a bike bought at police auction with one shaft for the left pedal, tweaked steering, a board for a seat, just rim upfront (maybe why I bought Trek 700, back when I made money). If you wanted an appliance you had to make it yourself. I had the entire apartment building hooked as an extension to my own phone w/mute & a connection to my monaural Zenith Cobramatic Phonograph which could blast neighborhood with the Ventures & the Carpenters. In contrast, as a teen, almost step dad gave us use of his hotrod plane, ocean skiboat, vacations to the bahamas & tahoe, and gave me a blueprint copying business (with huge contracts) in which i made $16 an hour, when i did the work myself. The corner 2 floor penthouse seemed to float over the beach with it's slide open floor to ceiling solid window walls. Reverend Ike had a fleet of Rolls Royces at Garage 3. It was fun, I sure have a lot of sunset pictures, but I really didn't care either way. I have now been waiting months for a stout pair of low cost shoes to show up.

- Come to think of it, I did often have flopping soles & holes in my shoes.

I'm plannning on to visit Ghandhi's soon, (the'll just happen to be there), course he's mostly india, tibet's those holy cool baboon sages from the last age who spend snowy winters in hot tubs, contemplating the stars, 'The man who would be king', Tuva Monks burning CD's, A.A. Baily's Channel, and Garuda (what a range of being) who might reign over 'Star Wars'. I haven't visited him, but Kali came over (from Mongolia I think), and put out the power in my neighborhood just to impress me.

These guy's don't crush my freedom. I'm delighted they hang out, yet stay as mellow as they do.

'Stop worrying & love the bomb'. Have barely a clue what a window treatment might be. I watch the docs who do ovary transplants.

I wrote Fortran and Cobol on keypunch cards to generate overtyped (by form & value) betty-boop posters & algorithm generated sci-fi stories of world destruction by 'depopulation rabots' (I was a kid). (still am i guess, less morbid though)

I woke up at 1 pm yesterday, now it's 7pm today, i've been doing 36 hour days lately. Just spent 15 hours at my freinds antique store creating filing for a chaos that became 4" of 1940's movie stills, old intaglio's, pin-up's, christmas cound down calendars, etc.; repairing things; and doing my metaphysics consulting to those who drift in. She is humbling. I have to be a most discriminate angel offering any practical advice or even expressing vocally a feeling for her or she'll fly off the handle. We got totally in synch with our thoughts, before she snapped, & closed up shop without a thank you.

I once had a fender bender years ago when thinking about a recursive mural on the wall of a pizzeria we passed. As a teen I taught a friend how to drive in my Volvo 544. I figured at 40 mph she chickened out on making a turn into the 20' upcoming single lane. In a blink we were on 2 wheels riding a landscaped island, and somehow I was sitting beneath her getting the thing back on the ground. Later in '61 23 window VW van, I could swear I made my own gravity & stopped time [my stereo lost sound while writing that sentence] to get back on the road. Oh this is fun. Remote control.

hedu: no I don't, I knew the image had a tranquil haunted fairy quality to it. But I just noticed a sacrificed christ before her, and a semblance of blood pouring from the boat. I had my baptism to the ministry in my bathtub, and the next day there were inexplicable blood like stains dripping all around my tub. I experienced Genesis told in color, became Gaia, the milk sea mother [i'm listening now to the gut wrenching 'keep on rocking in the free world'] and the green earth goddess being rained on & seeded by the universal father. [I'm blinded by the full blazing sunset flowing north to south off the one skyscraper a few miles north of me. It's aligned with an abstract I just described a few minutes ago to one my neighbor kids, of a woman in lavendar with a river of fire flowing from where a head might be].

So tell me, please. (P.S. like nicks too.)

they: I can choose to not feel a 30 guage needle in my rear. Greater pains like a 23 guage blood sample in my arm, or just about any pain not part of the central nervous system (spine ache or headache), I can feel but not feel with some dicipline. None-the-less they will tell you each 3/8" x 1-1/4" zap feels like a rubberband being snapped on you; having a match put out on your cheek is a bit more accurate. They also told me the whole surface needs done three times; I think I'll need 3 more. $400 each session (full face)(I bet it's a 4th of that these days). Yet still I recommend it. Each zap is an area, not a single follicle. & if you could think of cumulative pain-time vs. shaving, waxing etc., or just the time issue, I think it's worth it. My opinion differ's from that of the logos.

Frieda Kahlo collected eye contact from those on the street.

I just declined an offer for free DSL; terms include letting them give everything about you to whoever. I may bare myself, but I don't invite harrassment. Everything you do is a covenant with God.

... Although I have never received an e-mail which wasn't a reflection of my thoughts.

P.S. I am not at all sexually attracted to men's bodies, though I do find some men cute, & enjoy certain types of dirty talk as an amusement in itself. I have a feeling having a woman's complete anatomy might change that.

Re: I like this phrase: "a kind of spiritual tax paid through eye contact". [mine]

yet, the eye creates. God becomes reality through creator & perceiver. Infinite options - one choice. In quantum mechanics - frequency of perceiver rays determines particular reality, acceleration of observers frequency determines time travel.

Micah: Let's hug each other then. If we can't hug those who need it.

They: WWJD, "Word's I live by, yet I've never seen the campaign, and I'm a minister. ...Must be a bible belt thing. On the Geburah plane #5 on the tree of life (#6 is heaven, #4 can write heaven's), WWJD means be willing to see an angel in your most satanic adversary, willing to love and respect them, personally conveying how your understanding indcates better solutions, expressing your personal sorrow and discontent, yet still not passing judgement on their actions (because for one, everyone does what they believe in). And two, WWGD, is just what you witnessed. Don't ask me for a comprehensive answer, I'm seeking that level still.

Oh, 'they', do you dance a lot? It comes over my radio when I write to you.

I call the police to prevent things or rescue victims, but not as a punitive thing. It's just justifying the realm they are stuck in; besides the karma will get them anyhow (and since they can't see it as such, just feed their fire). My children were angels, taught conscientiousness from the start, and had no bad vibes to reflect (maybe crying as infants when we had hangovers). My son lied to me a year ago, he's 15. I explained our relationship to him, and he intimately confides in me now. I get a kick out of it when he make's any of those typical teen blunder's, like getting the marshall's daughter wasted.

I would supervise, communicating with my eyes.

My black neighbors (often 15 in that 2 bedroom apartment) are raised exactly the opposite as I was. No fun allowed, sit down, shut up, (they do get some physical activity in the concrete courtyard), no inspiration to think or create, i think one of their close relatives is a killer, i don't know that they watch anything but wrestling, they've never seen natural features like a river.

Like everyone else, the parents are sweet as day when I hold them in conversation, but when I turn my back, they're back to yelling over any infraction above dormancy.

I occasionally invite them over and show them how to make lava-lamps (with the theory), cook waffles from scratch, learn math & civility via monopoly, bicycle repair, & whisper secrets about keeping their soul through it all. They understand that I have rules of conduct too. For instance it's not appropriate for a five year old girl to dance and talk sexy. I coach them on greed, tact & such.

I was horrified when one of them fell screaming & none of the throng even turned their head. One of the mothers just lost a lot of blood on our stairs prior to labor.

(scarier, though I don't let this level of reality affect my behaviour, when I was meditating I saw two guards made of black hole and a corona of flames. I looked out the window & it was the two boys I invite over. Later, the grandmother described her baptist church as 'soul collectors')

I've considered asking if they want to give any of the kids away.

Everyone I know has a neighbor who is their opposite: when my SO started cleaning her house, our freind downstairs from her stopped covering all the furniture & carpets with sheets & plastic. My intuition tells me this is an example of something larger, something not to be cured simply with a microcosm example of compassionate service, nor by any of my social engineering plans, nor by an angels world prayer.

I haven't solved this one yet. I think what I'm try to bring salvation to here is the essence of death itself.

I meditate on the death card over my radio. My freind just said today "oh, you live next to the barbeque"

There aren't enough positive parents for these kids. It's not the living conditions. I have a little eden in my apartment. I overheard the 'mother superior' yelling a non-sequitor "you're going to have love yourself, cause no one else will."

I used to attend the Seybold conferences to drool over Heidelberg GTOPZ direct to press machines, see the latest ITC font releases, & mostly to see how far behind me Photoshop, Visual Reality, & such were.

My start up sequence is Betty-Boop in a art-deco style, followed by Guru Mayi Chidvilasananda, then the Lady of Shallot by Waterhouse, (meditating in a faery lagoon in a sort of dragon boat) and for a screensaver, a pagan calendar with moon phase, tide info, etc. and deities and saints celebrated internationally [i have to use the net to get the daily proton & other solar fluxes & magnetosphere info from jpl & such]- The sound of Magpies when I shutdown. I love birds, once a flock of parrots flew over the house at my request. Can't seem to get a return visit from them though.

The story of my laser electrolysis is far lengthier and a scarier excursion I made into hell, until I realized I have the power to pull the plug on any personal hell I created.

On men, but not on me. I had laser, but not enough.

Glad you specified. once as teens, we'd try to shave off one eyebrow of the person asleep, when not programming their dreams. I woke one morning to find my feet shaved, the next morning i woke to find hobbit fur glued to the tops of my feet.

I'm especially fond of beards on guy's.

I was with a cherokee shaman who gave me the name taschia (inner light) although in another meditation I came up with purple buffalo heart mother. Another night I was doing a vision walk along venice beach,ca,usa and i gazed into a tribal gift shop where 'white light' beamed from a buffalo horned dream catcher thing, while the music chanted "yah whe, vheh heh, yah whe, vheh heh..." and i realized that this was Yahweh, and Yod He Vav He (Jehovah). After this I walked alone on a pier which felt like walking on a beaming white cross into outerspace. I found a tribal deity formed of green serpentine in a stream near a site where elves and ogres live in the redwood bark. Furthur up the stream I found a rectangular serpentine cube 2' long which disappeared half a day later out in the wilderness which reminds me of the really mysterious green rock i'm planning to cut with spiritual fission. At another indian spirit ground (visible all over) i caught pictures of my SO next to her half buried & flying spirits (there was a shrine to mary, and i caught her spirit on film too in front of her statue) and i hiked up several falls till I found a quetzalcoatl rock at the merging of the sky & ground waters (from the top falls and water coming out of a cave). stood above a soaring hawk (my cousin talks to eagles & lets rattlers crawl across his feet)(my other cousins macaw can carry a conversation, like many people i know she sleeps 3 hours a night, my art teacher did 30 days straight, it's been 36 hours for me) Anyhow, this shaman got into a state where he was me describing why i did things, for instance yanking my beard hairs because unconsciously i knew i was to be a woman. (until age 30, i didn't even know people changed genders) He gave me a great massage in which I could feel chi like a milky stream flowing through my head and out my hair. I've modified the technique to have the chi bubble out the head like champagne. My neighbor walked by my apartment and told her mom "That's Kristal, bubbles come out of her head at night". God bless her.

I'll try to refrain from winding too wide with background for my commentsmy comments.

On men, but not on me. I had laser, but not enough.

Glad you specified. once as teens, we'd try to shave off one eyebrow of the person asleep, when not programming their dreams. I woke one morning to find my feet shaved, the next morning i woke to find hobbit fur glued to the tops of my feet.

My index & middle toes are slightly webbed, as are my daughters, mothers, & I think grandmothers. margot Hemmingway collects 6 toed cats, my SO has a cat pink & black toes on the same foot. My first sincere girlfreind was missing a thumb.

I used to brew a wild chocolate raspberry doppelbock. Marginal beer became peppermint schnapps.

They: Thank you for the faith. It was a logical deduction and it kind of felt wrong. As far as being a psychic goes, i'm nothing extraordinary (I don't think). I've grown quite a bit since then (and that was the tops for me at that time). Come to think of it my new experiences are of that type are quite similar. About three times now I've done what I call 'downloading' in which i remotely take on a persons world view. No actual facts, but that which helps me understand the person: Their vibes, the way they think, things like their not being able sincerely trust anything. Stuff that made me practically cry for humanity and understand that given what they know, they can't help but do what they do. Except for a few psychic tricks, I never even truly considered the nature of God till my 20's, and yet somehow I was born with an unconsciousness knowledge just taken for granted, that I was an indivisible permanent part of god. I couldn't understand the behaviour of a woman i was trying to date so i did the 'download'. "God, don't let go of me" was my plea. Some people who know us, look her way and mention 'lost'. Which of course I knew, but i'd never had the experience. I guess I was born with what could be called faith. I've also had some direct head to head words lately. and something i could call an electrical block that had me afraid to fall asleep till I got past it. I've been to wordy on this one. Love ya, maybe I'll connect with your spirit again. As long as your on a positive path, I value you more as a freind than something based on my psychic accuracy and glimpses at enlightenment.

Topper: NLP, eh? Check out Kathakali dancers from india: It feels like my native language; indvidual control of each facial muscle representing a complete library of emotions refined over centuries. The stage energy collects & meets, not just broadcasts as it does in western theater. (it started from temple prostitutes after all (a kind of spiritual tax paid through eye contact))

gullm: what peanutbutter sandwiches?

RKey: Bravo

I had to do an entire bicycle vacation with a broken hand a few years ago, starting my first day out. I crossed the golden gate bridge SF,ca,us and slid out doing 30mph on a gravel downhill curve with 160 lb.s of art supplies, etc. Someone replaced my tube, discussed algorithm's, then left me his boat for the night. I hadn't another accident till a week ago when I was bringing home a 20's sax

*OH LOVE, she's questioning.*

i'd just bought for $50 and strapped on the rear of my bike. Gonna cost more now. I just got a call from the owners of the explorer mirror i shattered with my forgotten honky-tonk cell phone. Yea, I left a note. nearly half a months income. what I laughingly curse myself for, is 2 days earlier, i got the crazy idea to sideswipe a car. usually i immediately cancel such ideas, since a few years agowhen i accidentally wished the destruction of my stepfather's new car. amazingly he was unscathed the next morning when a cement mixer clipped the drivers door pillar before rolling over his trunk.

Live and learn. Glad i've got credit cards.

Topper: Thank you. My cut & paste process leaves line terminators to edit.

How do you folks keep up? Seems I have a few hundred to catch up on and [new completed] & [unqualified] {which I love as well} seem to grow faster than I can catch up. This is the most obsessive activity. I think it was yesterday morning I said I'd limit myself to 2 hours before getting to my site work (I'm trying to start my own server for live interception of tarot readings, or I could write RMI).

lion: as an engineer myself, I was thinking the same thing. But I'm also an actor, and though an actor knows how it happened, the bottom line is the same, a powerful performance. A guitarist might create 12 step bridges on the fly made of improbably combined wild chords, but there is still the difference between an impeccable yet dry execution, and being with it.

I've been some insane characters, like in blood moon, where I was a mixed up young woman who innocently thought serving her abortion as dinner to the man who raped her was her most heartfelt recourse. You can't do this method acting on any reconfigured experience you've ever met. You have to come from someone that never existed.

Jody: you've caught me like an angel, I must suppose unaware.

Since there's nothing here but god, you can't help it, but we all maintain definitions to keep the ball rolling. When you reach the top, you'll just have to unlearn it. On the way down, you choose all your delights & tragedies, how you will unleash angels and demons. I've caught quick glances of the top, but I savor halfway there. All you have to do is remember that it's god you're watching, with god's eye's. I used to go through all kinds of hardships like being forced to sacrifice the mundane interpretation of conversations for a holier interpretation of the logos of intelligence, even if my answers to one realm would get me in trouble on the other realm. I really do want the best for you, but contemplate, What would it be like to be the creator? What would I do different? And I hate to sound cheezy (no I don't *LOL*), but think like a scriptwriter. What is God's motive? Buddhhists say 'It's the path, not the goal', and what is the sound of one hand clapping or does a tree falling in the forest make a sound if no one hears it, or if all quantum wave realities exist simultaneously why is there only a mere photon observed (oh wait that was someone else). You could make every other moment a new discovery into the singular yet infinite nature of the universe, as I do, or enjoy flowers and freinds as you now conceive them to be, and be equally one with divinity, after averaging all states of the universe.

Or if you want a small step up, do what you've always done, believe the world to be something, and desire with intent the next phase of reality you could believe in. You don't have to do anything, but right now you probably believe in suffering, death, and reward & punishment, so hidden in your programming is a motivator to act, experience, inquire, & learn. I'll warn you now, if you start accepting some of this thinking, you'll make it of course, but in the mean time, be prepared for constant awe, & the loss of everything you held to be true. I don't regret for a moment my decision to be willing to sacrifice every particle of my being to find the truth.

By the way, I recall you mentioned Parrish a few months ago. :-)

Yeah Jody, yeah, yeah, yeah. My current desktop is Waterhouse's - 'the lady of shallot' before that was Parrish's 'Daybreak', then a brief Magritte 'the false mirror', then a Betty Boop done in a deco Columbian Exposition style.

hedu: like the ones I was just viewing when looking up your handle. Aerosol insulation foam makes a great media for bas-relief: billow, prod, carve. I once did a 2'x8' wide mural of part of the california coast, part of an event protesting oil drilling, 52 of us adjoined murals. Mine depicted the cliff house region of san francisco, it was quite surreal; in the foreground was a working stereo binocular (the kind tourists put coins in) made with a keystone view of the cliff house from the 1920's. It had details like a sandcastle like 'the palace of governors' at uxmal secretely containing charms.

I'll see what continued lemon does (on the hair & the sax). Thanks

Do you think people are getting jokes like the above Lisa & Marge Simpson double entendre?

Last I retired from SC, I was writing in 15-entendres with seperate meanings aimed at several people; and I was losing people.

Last season I was experiencing michael, twisty & they (got her to announce her pregnancy). So far in this recent season I'm experiencing jeanne.

Total open communications; clarifying your feelings about everything without judging your mate; renewing your vows - love is a decision, not a reaction. Give your mate total freedom, but never be taken advantage of.

I'm thankful for all the step dad's I had to learn from. I think you can't get everything from one person: My marriage was years of falling in love, joined at the hip at every moment, every decision mutual. Then I made the mistake of becoming infatuated with my art career and her best freind, so I let her have another affair, this time with my brother (they're married now and make a good match). This summer I'll be recreating my honey moon with her, driving to all the national parks of the usa, yellowstone and west of; love but no romance this time, and with teenagers along. I got divorced when I had a spiritual awakening that blew away 50% of everything I had thought to be true for 25 years. It all worked out in the interests of all involved.

In contrast, my second life has a second relationship quite different from the first. For instance sex in my first was generally physical appreciation of each other; in my second - tantric mystical voyages. And my second (who's now just my best freind) had a SO through all of this who was in most ways my opposite. I often discussed my interpretation of the karmic lessons she was working out with him, but I never suggested that she leave (for my sake) what was a physically, emotionally , and psychically abusive relationship. I suggested she stop it on her own as her own wise victory.

Till death do us part was very wise however, as were arranged marriages. They allowed people to discover that love could be made, not found. And it sure was easier on the kids. The whole thing was more practical.

But I have no problem with other models of marriage: The harem was great if you wanted to be part of a lesbian group marriage and reduce child birth rates while the men hung out together in their roman baths. Then the kids could be raised Kibbutz style where the moms trade places doing day care [as they should do here, every large business should have an on site day care with at least 3 mom's on duty rotating a day each week to do so] Another marriage model I conceived was one of three person marriages, with age gaps of about 12 years; as one partner retires from aspects of the marriage, another younger one joins. This would solve issues of fidelity, variety, and even make up for lack of the extended family in which there was always someone younger in the house to help the elders.

- Love, Cherish, Honor, and Respect. Never Demand or Obey.

Both make the decision that whatever they do, even if it's personal growth, even if that involves outside relationshps, that the ultimate goal is the strengthening & endurability of the marriage. If personal growth is more important than the marriage, it is only a marriage of convenience, which may become obsolete, depending on either person's path. A true marriage is a sacred thing. It is the creation of something greater than the sum of it's parts.

* Bear_trainer: Only marry for love.

- Oh, Bear: That was splendorous.

- Jeanne: This is your forum. Where are you? This your opportunity to learn from your students. As you can see, only pure hearted pragmatic logic will win over this crowd.

- Zang: Right, Right ON. in that last line or two. We should be able to trade places who works or stays at home, but otherwise the old plan had merit. In the old days, the majority of careers took more commitment, but now most engineers have been replaced by techs. I think basically we should mandate cutting back to a fourth of the current man hours with 2/3 of the income, let people do volunteer work in the arts or education, produce non-disposable goods again; in other words get off the keynesian treadmill and enjoy making life brighter. Otherwise we are like a P.K.Dick story in which the upper class could leisurely wear out a deck of cards, but the less fortunate had to prove that they were wearing out their quotas of under wear, golf clubs, etc. So little employment is actually related to food & housing now.

no. i have been. i've done renunciation, vows of celibacy, poverty, silence, etc. I even held my breath and let mosquitos feed off me. It all ends in suicide of the mind, heart, soul, and one of gods perceivers and co-creators. I am not obstinate if I might be wrong. I pray for everyone. I interupt conversations because unlike most people, hearing others will eradicate my train of thought. I will never be needy. Even homeless (which I tried for three weeks) (after the renunciation period), if I was hungry, I'd find a bag of food on the sidewalk. Sprezzatura. It made me realize all I needed was food, warmth, & shelter. The beach breeze was warm as was "the girl from paso maller on an old guitar". All was provided. The other 99.99% of my concerns were optional. Yet I decided I didn't wish to just blow through the wind. So in 3 weeks I was placed in the nicest shelter in the country, practically forced against my will go on SSDI, while I spent my days looking for another programming job, and nights learning what common people were about. The people on the street are characters. For instance one elderly gentleman teaches theosophy (divinity school grad) from a bookstore, stays homeless, and sends his daughter his welfare check. I wouldn't call him humble either. But I learned the hard way, when God advises, listen. Everytime I went against her advice, I got screwed, buying cars that couldn't smog, etc. I've made cold calls to VP's & COO's of Disney studios, Logitech, Coca-Cola, etc. You just can't reach these people if you define yourself as beneath them. I'm working on the Presidential Information Technical Advisory Committee next. Yet, I'll still help a street person get his cart up a curb. So why would someone try to be humble? Why would god want someone to be humble unless you're using a definition other than 'having a low opinion of one's self'. I am a ray of God as are we all. I don't degrade the privelage.

- Hum'bl - Having or manifesting a lowly opinion of oneself; meek; unpretending; lowly.

As a spiritual excercise, it was only intended to eradicate one's lower personality self while they were attempting to merge into the higher self; after which they would learn that though they are the higher self, that self creates the lower form for it's amusement, as a vehicle for experience. (after which there is no need to be humble)

I had in mind years ago to make a house shaped like a conch, in Alaska, primarily made of sculptural glass bricks which would be clear during the day, but on summer nights would fill with a graphite fluid to dim the house and collect heat for the winter. It would be mostly art-nouveau. Many walls would appear as ceramic mural or natural stone with a trail up the wall to a hot tub and a cave which is the master bedroom. The lowest center of the spiral would be the underground garage, single driveway but three car (the first 2 would slide to the side), next the childrens courtyard of rubber cobble stone with a streetlamp, both would have a bed loft with an overlooking balcony window, then the den, then the kitchen (connecting directly down to the garage) which would be the the physical & social hub of the house in old country style, living, master, spiralling in to the top with the study/library/observatory. I sketched it on several layers of acrylic I couldn't do it in AutoCad (3.18). Back then it's only 3D capability was the programming I wrote in AutoLISP to draft anaglyph stereograms. I'll have to design a more humble place now that the kids are nearly out of school.

Like mine. Or like the phoenix library they opened beneath the sphinx at the same time as I figured out the secret to it's ben-ben stone, the original nano-technology on our planet. Short of that, how about a green house dome of flat panel displays. I thought those would be cool as fridge & microwave doors too, you could turn off the monitor to browse inside. They should have barcode scanners too. You'd just pass the label by of anything your low on. It knows what you bought off the net. The grocery store can print your grocery list when you get there. Fridges could supply all our energy needs in theory. Blenders should have a slow accellerate option so things don't jump out. I dont need 18 buttons.

Women have a more ambient awareness vs. men with a more spot light focus (in general). I think, if it's even true, that it has more to do with adventurousness vs. desiring to be more comfortable with your surroundings before exploring. More capable, less likely.

They've found estrogen increases the quantity of dendrytes in the brain. which probably accounts for increased senility & depression synchronous with menopause without HRT. I personally felt the mental increase when I started hormone therapy. Now I feel super energetic after my shot, and start to get depressed a couple weeks later when it wears off. Kind of my own menstrual cycle.

- By the way - to get out of a common labyrinth, just run your along one one wall. This won't work though if there are isolated islands in the maze and your destination is not on the same island.

- What, that doesn't make sense? Grab any common maze and follow your pencil along one wall, for instance going op the dead end's and back along what was the opposite wall. You'll get to the end.

The only reason I can imagine for not making eye contact is fear (shame, etc.), or respect for another's fear which you don't expect to be able to diminish.

they: Oh, I love those. When I was a kid my cousin used to play his Martin (guitar) in the bathroom for acoustic purposes and we would sit on the couch in there.

Well, in case you didn't filter Jasmine, I got the Office Manager / assistant / intern Position.

AND I said everyone should have my freedom. and it is possible.

The job is fantastic, I have the freedom to reconstruct all the procedures, and the walls are covered with art. 20 Rembrandts, 50

Picassos, 30 Chagalls, Some Renoir's, Matisse's Manet's. ALL ORIGINAL. And well chosen at that, i.e studies for Déjeuner sur

l'herbe & Les demoiselles D'Avignon. This Job is like the culmination of every job I ever wanted: Curator, Psycho-Therapist,

Divination expert, Librarian, Office system designer, etc. etc. It only pays half as much as I made in my working day's as a

software designer but then I know how to survive quite comfortably on that income now.

See Brian, *this* is how you make a bad survey. ;)

re: Is je Nederlands ook goed, of heb je toch moeite om dit te kunnen lezen?

No my Netherlandic is not that good, I only have some words I can read. Of course, my online dictionaries are a touch away, but I'm lazy so I'll let you translate your challenge. It's fascinating the degree to which this seems both german, english, & french. 'Je' is french for 'I', yet it seems here to be a homonym cognate for the english 'ye' (I'm also presuming j's are pronounced like german) Good?-english, Heb-Haben-german-to have, dit-french-said, te-french-yourself konnen-german-to know, lezen-lisez-french-to read.

A+ of course. Quick coagulator too.

Coffee grounds work excellent to stop bleeding.

I'm like Jen: words usually take thought, in which case I have to remove all new input while I compose.

re: k_o_c & bill: bummer, hadn't a clue.

re: top & cook: When I'm in a lower state, I have to calculate their attitude & reaction.

People dealing with me behave so warmly, and then when my attention has left them they turn on each other to my disbelief. These days I even have to decide if ink flows from my pen. My attitude towards accepting responsibility ranges from weary to power rush.

Always, with everyone in view, unless one of us is busy, even then sometimes I pull them out of it with one of those 'someone looking over your shoulder' feelings.

And then, this is the fun part, i usually get them to smile. with some you have to appease their fear by doing a quick glance first, then you just beam at them until they break.

phi: not literally, but I appreciated the thought

twisty: My theater teacher said "I can do mascara at 65 mph" and it seemed reasonable. I live in LA,ca,usa. My vacation followed, and after a couple weeks in Fairbanks,Alaska,usa with family I looked back and it seemed insane to even consider it.

k_o_c: I can't imagine driving without a radio. But once I was delivering a Citroën sport-maserati and I had to go hours without adjusting the radio, because a twitch of your wrist would put you in the next lane. Now in the Citroën DS (I owned several) you could practically assemble a peanutbutter sandwich.

- Too many mime's get misunderstood communicating over cell phones with one hand. *LOL* (someone has to laugh)

1: Spiritual growth (the rest gets a 4)

2: Social & Work (I make every moment with the strangers I meet on the way as deep as possible; besides seeming proper, it

gives me more time to be productive than making seperate trips to satisfy my need for constant socializing)

3: Relationships - Every couple weeks (after visiting my freind who makes me want to yank my hair out) I vow to find a real

girlfreind, but I never do, I just flirt at parties with freinds.

Good Survey

Wonggg... *LOL* (or Amyl Nitrate (please don't)) I knew an intern at the county mental health facility back when my name was Thor. They experimented with the med cabinet on the night shift. Apparently on Thorazine, they'd play chess, and the reasoning continued, but nothing moved.

ALL: Don't bother voting, I'll be deleting this and resubmitting it after I have some mere time for geometry. (I'll keep the typo)

Phi: Oh shit, I was hoping to work on details of the x=0to2 range this morning.

ILJ: Yeah, actually. I hardly even expected this to pass. I don't care about ratings; I much prefer a survey for thinkers than 'Do you brush your teeth with the same hand you use to write, pick your nose, and wipe your butt with?"

supp: people who attempt solving the Sri Yantra tend to arrive at the same mystical insights on the nature of energy physics.

Add: Citroën DS, BMW Izetta, Honda Insight, MG-TC3, Rolls Phantom, Model A, Studebaker SilverHawk III, Dusenburg, White Steamer, Pink Caddillac, M6, Marlin, Chevy Nomad Wagon;

Otherwise drop the Yugo & Mitsubishi

Like they said. If they're raised with the belief that no one can be trusted, we sentence them to hang until they cheer up?

"You will jog for the master race, and always wear a happy face" - DK's

Personally I don't care if my SO has another SO, yet I insist they be faithful {I always have to throw a wrench in there, don't I?}

So please Add:

[having more sex with the other person than you]

[Giving their love (eros {romantic love}, not agape {unconditional love}) to another person]

[intentionally jeopardizing the maintainability of the relationship by any means]

[falling out of love with you]

[not abiding by the terms of the relationship]

Re: favorite hair is beehive blue.

Mom, mom, I just bought a 1920's Martin sax, It'll take months to restore though. Someone left it in the yard. Perhaps as a garden tribute to fountain's of sound everywhere.

"Vegetarians are people who can't hear carrot's scream" - unknown.

Mary: Even rocks feel.

Bill: "Now doesn't that make you feel better"; Delightful touch.

Re fish: So sad.. fleet factories stretch nets across gulf strems. Years ago they had to resort to smaller mesh to maintain yields. Shouldn't they invest ahead in an inventory old enough to procreate?

Gone are the days of catching a marlin off the local pier as our grandfathers did.

- The companion survey should be 'Do you eat leaves?'.

Enheduanna: A life worth living is a constant source for poetry. Try posting a diary in poetry.

As first Ur & World Author, Sumerian scribe to her father king Sargon, writer of hymns that interweave the personal microcosm (as Enheduanna) with the universal macrocosm (as Inanna), [and moon priestess] you should know this.

And pot; a disciplined mind can emulate any state of consciousness sought initially through psychopharmacology.

- ! Bars with toilet stools - ingenious - think of the time saved.

On the other hand bars that require using a driving simulator for continued service (of course I only bus or walk/bike with plans of walking home, If I plan to drink).

- Jody gave this long ago, it was at that time a hilarious forewarning to me of what one could call a possession.

excerpted from USEFUL INTERNET EMOTICONS - Dave Barry In Cyberspace, Crown Publisers, Inc. 1996

:=D Person laughing

:=D* Person laughing so hard he or she does not notice that a large spider is hanging from his or her lip

8-0-(&) Person just realizing that he or she has a tapeworm

.-) Person who can still smile despite losing an eyeball

:0-WW Person vomiting a series of Slim Jims

:V:=| Person who cannot figure out why nobody wants to talk to him or her, little suspecting that there is an alligator on

his or her head

~oE]:=| Fisherperson heading for market with a basket on his or her head containing a three legged octopus that is giving off smell rays

:-[-()f Person who is none too pleased to be giving birth to a squid.

My best freind just gave me a stuffed evil seahorse. I noticed that her most recent raw stone for sculpting matched its form.

Gui: me too, ciatic nerve sucks (spent a vacation to AK,usa on my back), but still I avoid pain killers and ride 20 miles a day on my bike (and sometimes carry 20 bags of groceries). Can barely carry 10 pounds, once upon a time, I threw transmissions on shelves, carried 55 gallon drums of water into treetops on hills (sort of). I think I finally did myself in when I went bicycle camping (escaping my 70 hr/wk of writing cascading database search gui's) with 160 lb.s of gear, and hitchhiked back from Portland to LA,usa (at request of Logos [super bliss, never waited 10 min for a ride, spirit teachers on path])

To make a cheap med box / calendar:

Label 7 cups in an egg carton with the days of the week (I use a different color marker for each day)

Label 7 small med bottles, again "SAT","SUN","MON"... in matching colors and protect the ink with tape.

Once a week sort your meds (much faster than doing it every morning & night) I put morning meds in the bottles and nightlies in the carton divets.

If you can remember to eat your meds with breakfast & dinner, and can remember to eat breakfast & dinner, and can restrain yourself to living in 24 hour cycles; this system saves time and makes a great calendar in lieu of remembering to mark off a calendar or have your computer on. The phone company offers 555-time, but 555-date is conspicuously lacking.

1: Sensible, liberal rules, explained in a way that encourages them to see the wisdom in all your decisions and for them to develop a knack for spontaneous determination of ethical behaviour; but almost always strictly enforced. They should develop a trust for your wisdom, not a fear of your wrath and negligible faith in your policies.

2: Listen with love and respect, God makes messengers of our young, and we usually teach them to stop it by never hearing.

3: Share all you can as you prepare them to understand. My 15 year old understands the beauty of fidelity, and that the back seat of the car makes an unsavorable memory of a 'first time'.

4: Teach them to learn: speak to them with wit & puns. Ask them more questions than you give answers.

This is not single choice so that a person could for instance answer 'Earth' and 'Both'' from which one could deduce the answer to what would otherwise have to be seperate surveys 'Earth or Space' and 'Earth &/or Space, etc.'.

It's a question of values. Thought-choice-desire is action-manifestation. Some of us have to chose the laws of physics that surround us, but even those quite asleep still manifest their luck, content-exposure, etc.. A person who quite loves clocks will encounter fellow clock repair-persons and relic sun dials while vacationing deep in Borneo. The fate of our hands rests in the manifestation of our collective values. That engineers (and even collective subtleties of our own behaviour) will enact our dreams is secondary.

Now Betty-Boop, there's an icon for you, representing pure intellect with her engorged cranium, the heart chakra depicted in the her form, and heightened perception & communication of the soul with those belladona eyes. Of course her hair often looked like horns.

If you folks want options, suggest some: 3) I think it's ok for Mayan's and Eskimo's; 47)I think it's OK for Czechoslavakians and Greeks; 107) Only if they are sterile; 169) It would take all the fun out of visiting distant cultures; 185) Only if they move to newly created International-Mixed-Culture-Zones 231) Fine, but there offspring should be genetically filtered to be of one pure strain. 347) It's OK as long as they're baptised in and practice the same faith. No good will come of options here.

I applied as a census taker; only 32% of folks send it in (last decade). They said you're cool if get a 70% on the test (map reading, deductive reasoning, etc.). I got a 98% (Test was timed, I'm slow)...so maybe. I thought it would be a good feasability study in going door-to-door making custom perfumes and doing tarot readings (after they returned a postcard indicating interest). I think it would be much nicer (more sociable & slower pace) than these days in which some dialing machine fakes being human to 40,000 potential carpet cleaning clients a day. Say 'No' to them now, otherwise your phone will ring non-stop from computers trying to convince you that orange dish detergent is better than green.

- Why some long & some short: Scientific sampling! If every one did a long form they'd have fewer responses & higher admin costs. With a few long forms in each neighborhood they can estimate living conditions for similar cultures in similar areas.

Paranoia: These results are for social workers and other uninformed, benign branches of service. Consider that in the sixties when computers had a billionth of their current capabilty, we had systems that could do voice recognition of keywords on a million phones and track calling circles. Today devices that use lasers to hear distant window vibrations of conversations sell to anyone for $300; sattellite thermographs can identify what car license would have burnt it's reflection into the parking lot, lightbulb filaments make great microphones, 20 companies sell smoke detectors with video cameras (so your taxes probably underwrite all being mass produced that way), radio stations own equipment that can be installed over a freeway and identify which station each car is tuned to, a unjammable multi-band/media communications system exists to connect it all, and there were 60 Gigabyte RAM cards available to the public in 1993 to figure out what it all means.

- It will: for starters I spent a couple weeks trying to develop better economic striation systems, and I did, with gradual means of attainment possible, particularly through micro corporate-governmental economic entities. I also worked on equality of education and a few other things before the next tier of contemplations made it obsolete. Nixon is rumoured to have intentionally locked economic classes in place. As is, it is to the benefit of the middle class that there be a lower and welfare class. You would make less money (competition of limited job availability) and have less spending power (larger collective of goods-level spending money) than you would paying taxes for others to starve at home on. Now Bill Gates has personally about $1000 from each Californian, or $100 from each American, or $10 from each Terran. He can't possibly spend it on anything worth that. This seems unjust, and yet he keeps our economics in motion. 'Extravagant fiscal waste' is vital to the sustainability of macro-economics in a post - age of physical resource economics, when using a capitalistic model. $400 military hammers, rare gems & minerals, specialized services (cosmetic surgery for poodles), are all necessarily overvalued to annihilate cash. 4/5 of goods and services are unrelated to food & shelter (law, entertainment, security guards, etc)yet we need to pay eachother rent. Money is created out of thin air (by welfare & bailing out bankruptcies as banking business losses) and must return to such. We are indebted to those who extravagantly waste money or even have so much that they take it out of circulation or find other ways to make it worth nothing. Otherwise (since we no longer relate it to a gold standard) we would be going into debt with every bill we print from nowhere. Dust to dust. Every bill permanently wasted is another we can print back into the system. Every Bill's permanent collection bill can be sent to excercise the alms caste. There's a karma level to it, and just at that level there are certainly better models available.

We live in a world where the presidents technical advisors suggest we stop teaching science before the black magicians recreate that which the white magicians have known to already be the case for millennia. The transmigration of evolutionary consciuousness and matter into a unified consciousness free to recreate itself as any possibility in the matter energy spectrum: Thoughts that turn the trees silver and purple at the speed of light, dancing propogating nebula, the ability to simultaneously move as a rodent and perceive it as a hawk. One self aware amorphous world computer of programmed energy-matter that faced with all possibilities from pure white bliss to the entire history and future of arts, sciences, tragedies & comedies realizes the best thing it can do is split itself into a planet of sensory creation and half conscious bi-peds with hopes and fears. Yes, what could be closer to paradise than all we can, will, and have ever done. The crystal phoenix lays another ben-ben stone, here or to another star (like the intelligent rocks native to italian vocanoes that NASA sends to planets for propogation when there not busy testing non-mineral DNA with it here) off to create eden again, maybe this time well have 17 senses, new emotions, remember our whole history as Earth, merge & seperate minds at will, live consciously in 11 dimensions at once. We are one, forever.

The quantum problem...

The eye creates.

(If you must..., changing frequency to choose reality, accelerating frequency to travel time. You don't have to wait 12 years for the nanotechnologists to make it happen, it is now.)

- They: Thanks much for the personal touch. "I'm like a Stella, I like to reel it in and then spit it out" So much happens every week... Jeanne: while we take our census, what do you experience of angels? (It's the angels whom see them all about)

- Ditto - Besides the governments methods for knowing all this [they'll let you know what they have on you, but you have to pay for the 6500 (literally) postage stamps to inquire], ...

if you you use a modem, presume many more private organizations know the entire contents of you computer. I've been a programmer for 20 years; believe me it's easy.

The ONLY way to prevent this is to 1) maintain seperate hard drives 2) only have one drive hardwired in at a time 3) shutdown the computer power while swapping drives (and make sure your RAM doesn't have backup) and 4) Physically disconnect your phone and cable from your computer before powering up with your personal harddrive (to prevent piggyback carrier communications).

It's not worth it. If you really want something private, don't put it on your computer, use paper. And.. coming soon to a store near you.. the Department of Defense wants to make sneakers and pens with wireless networking (implying GPS). Think of it. They'll have the last frontier, triangulation on your handwriting, to prevent Ted Kaczynsky's (who aimed right at the person's in charge of this project). And I don't blame them. This is a dangerous age; weapons of global destruction can be made by kids with an AS degree these days.

The final frontier: as far as I know the techies can't tap psychic communications (but some of their sponsors can).

And Yes I post everything short of my driver license & credit numbers.

No one bothers me. Trust God.

Call me at 310/202-7852

- Well, Jeanne, you can have my answers too.

Kristal Rose Phoenix McKinstry (age 37) - born Thor Andrë Clemens

20 Years College starting at age 16, AA Studio Arts, AA Computer Science

Born March 23, 1963 San Gabriel,LA County,CA,US 34n06, 118w06

3 years owned blue-print copying business

4 years fast food, 10 years concours Citroën restoration, artist/sculptor n/p (most media including many I created), 3 years n/p advanced technical consulting, 4 Years database & graphics architecture, 1 year phone psychic, 1 year sabbatical (vision quest/sadhana stuff by bicycle camping).

Currently getting off SSDI (ADD or temporal lobe epilepsy) by creating sites for tarot readings, custom perfumes & incenses, selling organizer notebooks, developing a pen that replaces a complete spectrum of Pantones or ballpoints, selling significant garage sale art artifacts, and expecting to do door to door for the census soon.

U.S. Citizen -

Mother (Artist) from Ireland at age 7

Father from Germany at age 14 (Suicide during Vietnam) divorced when I was three.

5 yr.s Step-father (Baptist Minister, Power plant engineer) - taught me Buddhism, Hinduism, Native American creation, and how to make things like jacobs ladders, tesla coils by age 8 (I had read the entire local engineering library by then too). metaphysical painter.

4 yr.s Pseudo Step-father (Jewish, Venture capitalist & country western bar owner) Responsible for creation of most of those tract home communities of the late 70's in southern california like Rialto. skiing & gambling.

6 yr.s Pseudo Step-father (Helicopter instructor, programmer) philosopher

12 yr.s step-father (programmer) cycling

Married just after H.S. for 7 years (she's married to my brother now, there both close to me)

Son at age 21 - L'ile Ambrose Cézanne ??????? (means the island of the immortals) - he's on a buddhic plane

Daughter at age - Ceilidh Aurora Dragonfly ?????? (Kay-Lee, geilic for a party with the whole clan dancing 7 the chief presiding, the homonym Coeli means heaven, abbreviated homonym, cay is again an island) - she's an angel.

I changed my gender to female

went oral with a couple straight guy's just to prove i could.

Had a profoudly spiritual relationship with a woman a couple years ago who is still my best freind (she was my second of two intercourse partners)

I've been trying to date another woman (looks 1930 vogue or 1967 frederick's catalogue, owns a spiritually intense antique shop) We don't even touch; it's been like the divorce I never had from the get-go.

Registered democrat to make my vote count (open primaries - aren't) but support the Natural Law party.

I live in a single apartment with my furnishings stacked in columns, and everything except alter items and current projects in dense catalogued boxes. I stand to use the computer because sitting hurts my back and I pace constantly or wash dishes between page loads.

I lived 15 years in southern ca,usa; 17 more in santa cruz,ca (yea); 4 yr.s san francisco,ca area, brief or,ca & wa,ca.

My kittens names are Volt(aire) & Schism.

2615 Cullen St. #8

Los Angeles, CA, USA (west LA near, intersection of Venice & La Cienega Bl's)

310/202-7852

retiring business email (conceptual design synthesis, since 1988)

cds@netport.com

current email for freinds & business

kristalphoenix@icqmail.com

& in case people call me for tarot readings

tarot@counsellor.com

I've posted my drivers licenses here but I guess I've moved my site since then. Oh yeah, my site

http://krpm.webjump.com

These answers are honest as well. Personally I fail to see how any of this could be used against me in any way.

- - re just # of people - That was almost refreshing. But, wouldn't you like to know if your son can afford to see the movies his freinds go to? And do you prefer more partisan agencies like capitalist insurance companies just do your DNA test to calculate in advance your future medical costs?

- *LOL* *LOL* Guess we scared Jeanne off.

Don't get me wrong. I was fond of her.

- 1984 was aptly named, it happened and nobody noticed or cared, just like in the book. Honestly, I'd fear less a visibly imposing government; it would suggest, unlike in the US, that the government still has a fear of it's constituent's. I fear only what I might create for myself.

Who's naive? We're the one's (me at least) who've figured out 'why worry, they know it all already'. Squareframe glasses and a desk job in a blue suit? Short bushy straw over gray?

- Jeanne: Do I have to dump a dozen tech spec links to you on a dozen manufacturers of smoke detectors with built video cameras, & LASAC, the system that integrates them? They had speech recognition systems monitoring our calls back in 1965, equipment we sold publicly to third world dictatorships by 1980. Again, I assure you they know everything already, & they don't care. So why should you. P.S. I spent a couple minutes to dig up iris scanner links for the ATM survey. You have absolutely no idea what's out there. Remember how far Einstein got starting from a periodic table & Madame Curie? Now imagine a megafold the qty. of nuclear scientists, who started with Einstein. In fifty years do you think all they came up with was the neutron bomb? Hell no. We have gold based plants with their own microgravity, projected calculations for asteroid propogated nano-tech terraforming, intelligent nuclear blast substance and humans reengineered to withstand it. If you want to see a hell, I'll send you encyclopedias on the shit. You're playing it safe by preferring not to know. I'd rather you all realize you can have anything you want, and choose the best.

- Oh Jeanne, This is hilarious. You sound like Philip K. Dick, in regards to his simple paranoia. Read 1984, these are days of world bank, I almost wish we still had communist plots to worry about. Formally or infomally, there are almost no organizations where everybody has the same security access, including the politics at your local florist. The beauty of 1984 is no one knows or cares, they would rather watch the Grammy's. Back in 1992, I went to a convention on parrallel processing architecture. Someone offered me just what I needed but couldn't afford: a 60 Gigabyte RAM card. I bet you had 16 megabytes in your computer back then. The cards were used for array interpolations between radio telescopes seperated by 1000 miles, allowing one to have the equivalent of a 1000 mile diameter antenna (hologram intersections between distant optical observatories can accomplish the same). When you go to have an MRI, you are being passed through a superconductor and you are essentially reconstructed atom by atom until each of hydrogen molecules resumes it's natural orientation, each briefly acting as radio transmitter. Equipment is used by radio stations to scan which stations automobile commuters are listening to.

If we made even moderate usage of technology that isn't even classified, knowing every citizens every move is not difficult.

I won't argue the case anymore, I was only trying to move you past it, into the bright side. But if you want to go on believing it's 1955, you go right on ahead.

- Jeanne, I would love to see one world government by and for the people. As it stands, we are approaching one world government by and for the wealthy. On one hand they have the ability to better manage global resources; on the downside they have the ability to ignore long-term resource sustainability, and get what they can exhaust in short liftime. Where you for or against the World Bank protests? You're probably one of the few here to recognize the quiet loss of our 10th amendment. I'd like to know who you think the subversives are.

- End your paranoia, they already know every single detail and they don't care if you sell coke or shoot your neighbor, believe me they have much more important things to worry about. Did you know air-bags have accidentally been triggered by nearby transmitters (crowd control?).

Above all, the angels know and control far more than this. Don't develop bad virulent matter transformers, be nice to your neighbors, and let those poor social engineers and tax designers know you had to sell the car, and everything will be really groovy cool.

I've been quite bright lately solving things like the Quantum Wave-Particle collapse problem. Finding geometric proofs to things previously thought impossible.

I live in LA,CA,USA. I got to see the star-wars demo, I personally know people who work on it, and I know the saint and angels who head the project (not personally).

Obviously the creator of this survey doesn't do tantra. Though I've only had sex about 6 times in the last 12 years, it tends to last a solid 2 to 9 hours of spiritual bliss and full engagement.

12 years ago, when I had a happy-go-lucky mundane-worldly marriage of 7 years and sex several times a week, it was probly about 40 minutes average.

Gizmo was from 'Gremlins', like the Little Mermaid, he polymorphed (or metamorphized if you consider it an evolution up (which in both these cases seems dubious)). I don't know Jessica, or if she is at least a cross breed like the Easter Bunny. But how would Pooh fit in this weave? And in todays cartoon world, Toad would just blink and grow motoring goggles. At least they haven't reached the next level of madness, where Muskrat might become Toad's tea. Published back in '32 or so? Culturally & geographically incomprehensible to modern urban youngsters. I sent you a letter a month ago. Oh do come in and spend a couple days. Aren't you a relative of one of my freinds?

For me the more aleatoric, amorphous, or fractal the grain the better. Larger trees like redwoods allow for more opportunity to get such a cut in something large enough to make veneer(especially from roots that grow in streams). "Maple", walnut, "banyan", "olive", and cherry tend to be interesting. If by 'come out' , you mean the survey, why waste your time? It takes years of sculpting, guitar making, etc. to know grains. I don't. If you mean a project, again, look elsewhere. Use Lycos Pro to find woodgrain images. Observe natures habits and antique stores from back when 'old growth' was available for cabinet veneers.

The reason I'm not passing this one is you still haven't clarified if the veneer would have a natural or stained finish.

Make this easier on folks. How about:

What "stained"/"stained or natural"/"unstained" wood makes your favorite shelves and cabinets? [you of course edit the question to suit your needs which I still can't ascertain from your explanation].

You could then edify the audience on varieties of veneer. I hope you realize that many woods like mahogany are skin or lung - irritants, allergens, or toxins. And hundreds of varieties of trees have been used to make veneer. If you're interested, I've many grains from my travels on Kodak disk.

Even in your comment to lion, I couldn't figure out if your dad prefers oak grains in any color (nice choice), or Oak look (mostly color)(even if faked by bleaching mahogany, god forbid).

- they: that's what happened a couple decades after my Great Aunt had to sell most of the sheep ranch on the southern coast of oregon,ca (our ireland). At least oregonians don't litter much. not like alaskans.

Cool, of course my answer wasn't even specifically amongst my last suggestions. Are you trying to create a hypothetical average ultimate dream house for school? Will we be seeing questions like Mansard or gable roof? Circulating, central, target, or hybrid water heating? Corinthian columns, triple paned glass cylindrical turrets, gas or solar optic fiber lighting, inlaid wood or lawn floors, trellised porches with or without macrame or wood swing, water tunnels between indoor pools, clock towers, fit to nature or landscaped, ad infinitum?

Not yet. As Nat said. What's $$$ have to do with it. I've done years of 'Poverty vow'. I'm very humble and extremely proud, just as god would have it. I have a feeling you think humble means low self-esteem; or worse yet 'martyrdom' rather than willing a grace into your harmonius surrender. I'm making you work on this one: create your personal explanation/examples/definition of what you consider a virtuous variety of humble to be (and yes, I am a minister). "I try to be" said so much. Like so many other excercises, you won't know why till you contemplate and try. Excercises like being humble can help get you to heaven, living without desire can teach you about your role in creation, but it can be dangerous. Simplifying your desires is an entirely different lesson, and generally practical, but you don't even need to work on that one now. Consider other walks of life, don't just act sweetly to others, it's time to actually know, not just be warily reverent, to people who don't think like you.

You are new here. Sensitive people are few and far between at SC (hope I didn't disturb those of you who are) I believe in brutal profound honesty. We have champions for yor rescue, devils advocates, sceptics, and alarmists (sometimes people guising under several roles when it gets hot). Generally I'd say the crowd is warm &/or briliant, and somewhat down-home middle-america in feel. The questions generally aren't terribly profound, but people will respond as they feel when not playing.

Aliens? Good grief.

I checked out your research, and the implication is that either you want the actual reasons, not the advance justifications OR since the other survey leaned towards being a personal view, you want a survey that really asks why 'others' get divorced.

Your question should distinguish 'Who' - the respondent or general public; AND 'What' - theoretical proper reasons or what actually happens. Your survey will pass if is clear (logical structure & conveys intent) and has options (I don't care, but most here prefer options). For personal reasons I see you really need an essay survey. My suggestion to you is create a broad spectrum of options that are so vague as to invite essays anyhow. The prior survey didn't even have the options incompatable lifestyles, physical or spiritual trauma, ...

I personally recommend you write on paper as fast as you can from other peoples (real or imaginary) point of view their dialogue on why they want or got divorced. Imagine seniors, pregnant heroin addicts, people with all ways of life and thinking, people who love or hate life or themself, consider the 7 deadly sins from either partner, what they think their role in home, society, and the universe is. Do it till you feel it, then have some chocolate and smile. Then I suggest you write a survey entitled "Which of these do you consider true of divorce?" which will allow you create open essay choices, with a range of diversity that would otherwise require several surveys, without the chore of making logically parallell options, keeping SC consumers placated, and helping you arrive at the answer to what you're really asking.

Because I opt to be helpless. Kristal

Someone, not me, should write a style and genre writers survey.

Twisty: I grew up on Erica Jong. I bet your's gets a bit too carnal for me. Why don't you send me some?

I thought I mentioned, must have been in another survey, For my birthday, 3/23, my 12 year old daughter just sent me her first book. 1/2" of 11 pt single space on leter size. She writes as good as some published adult fantasy writers I've read, especially her poetry. I had to correct her spelling; her natural tendency is to spell in Gaelic phonetics, her name is Ceilidh (Kay-Lee) but I only know a few sentences, and the relatives don't either.

Beautiful, I want to do paintings similar; lakes w/ will-o-wisps & dragonflies courting in the summer twilight at the rise of a dancing zodiac. I want to grind the paints from yellowstone to arizona,usa rock hunts, composing for viewing on multiple wavelengths like black light. (My rose-quartz 3 faced hindu deity sculpture {shaped like a tadpole within an iris [or the 3 faced doll I owned at age 5]} looks pink & white, under UV it glows orange & purple though in different places)You inspire me to take my bath. I see purple sparkles all the time.

Well, my dictionary says "manifesting a lowly opinion of ones self, meek" There are subtleties I'll bring up later.

Seq: It's not flawed for our purposes, but for her motive for asking. Your right though, who am I to hold it up. It's nice of you to be her champion, but have you considered that if she's too humble to even ask me personally to rescind my hurdle, that she doesn't even understand what she's asking. And that if a old Book says to do something she doesn't understand, without understanding why or how, that our yes and no's won't help her, and any later words we give her won't sink in as well as if she figured it out herself.

I did say what should be changed, a definition should be provided so we all know what the yes and no's refer to. By using different popular usages, I could say any of you were or were not humble.

Logos said "give it to her" - that's one definition in my book

I hope the first comment explains them. Just safety's', reg print or reg bracelet systems, or wireless remote de/activate?

Not really, if they have something like else like agape, bliss, Santi, or universal peace & oneness to supplant it.

No matter how much I romantacized it, masturbation (unlike love making) had a lust quality to it.

and all lusts ie sports (even chess) have an unrewarding "want more" element to them that makes them less than whole emotions.

3/28/00 phi: yeah I was just looking at that. Chess could be meditative, not a competitive activity, but then so could football. And until you can move energy in meditations, there's nothing like the rush of being bombarded with so much matter.

Dear Bill:

On Tue, 04 April 2000, Bill Marrs wrote:

> >The response finders, on the other hand, I've wanted since I arrived.

> You mean, when someone replies to something you say in a comment? The top

> right empty box is planned to be "Replies" and should track that.

Great

> But, the

> other half is that I'll need to provide a way to say that a comment is a

> reply (a pull-down with a list of users who have already commented is

> likely, or click the name on their comment to go to the reply screen [ a

> place where I might hang more stuff ]).

I think the killer selector would be [track replies] with a radio box a) since my last comment b) any survey i've visited c) any survey; a text box for since date; and a pull down selector populated by all respondents meeting the prior criteria as well as the choices 'all respondents', and 'my buddies' (which would be set under customizations). This is a lot like the gui's & cascading interactive selects I used to write for the medical industry.

SC is a viable product. Sites like spiritweb.org would probably love to have it. Modify who can qualify surveys, and the HR department of many intranets could use it to debate snack machines, harrassment policies, company parties, etc.

I couldn't get gameTZ on my browser.

> I should put better docs in...

A detailed explanation of the selectors (and making clever use of them) would be helpful to newcomers. Heck, I don't even see all their intricacies right off.