Do you ever wish...

[HarryHill]

Should I be scared?

I am; 12 goes from 0 to 60 in the blink of an eye.

 

[Senna Jawa]

I am; 12 goes from 0 to 60 in the blink of an eye.

This sounds like an echo of:

a post on Dec 04

[I am...]​

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[HarryHill]

This sounds like an echo of:

a post on Dec 04

[I am...]​

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Trying to see where you are going with this.
the first a minimalist poem at best/worst. could be compressed further by adding a red circle with a right slanting bar. universal symbol in icon speak. Perhaps a poem to follow with the bar slanting to the left. title that one &maybe.
..
the second on reading the repetition of i am. I saw 1 am in my mind. wonder why you just didn't end with a one word adjective. Was interesting despite my lack of comment.
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*press send instead of deleting* and if you have any thoughts about going 0 to 60, I'd like to hear them. *listens for echo*

 

[twelveoone]

...you could read one of your pieces through another person's eyes?

from several conversations had here, i don't think i'm the only writer surprised at reactions others have to something we've written; it must be because of what they bring to the experience - the added elements. stuff i/we don't get to see with our own eyes/minds. it almost makes me jealous - i want to get inside their heads and look at the thing i wrote using their vision, memories, their imagination. seems it makes for better reading than using my own.

this is a relatively new sensation and it feels strange. is it ultimately narcissistic, or a control thingy?

I fear you. You constantly amaze me.
The poem is an organism, what you find is not predictable nor prejudiced. You've show time and time again that an attempt is made to determine the inner logic, the mechanisms. That is the best that can be expected.
Eyes without blinders. Not justifications for the way you write.
You, I fear.

 

[todski28]

I fear you. You constantly amaze me.
The poem is an organism, what you find is not predictable nor prejudiced. You've show time and time again that an attempt is made to determine the inner logic, the mechanisms. That is the best that can be expected.
Eyes without blinders. Not justifications for the way you write.
You, I fear.

I second this!

 

[butters]

I fear you. You constantly amaze me.
The poem is an organism, what you find is not predictable nor prejudiced. You've show time and time again that an attempt is made to determine the inner logic, the mechanisms. That is the best that can be expected.
Eyes without blinders. Not justifications for the way you write.
You, I fear.

do i get a blue peter badge?

listen. it's simple. it's about listening: to the cues - the sounds, the rhythms, the melodic rise and fall . . . like the background music in a film, all of it, that plays to the words being read and they overlay one another to create what i/you/anyone else sees IF they only listen. now, whether or not that coincides with what the author wants us to see - that's the tricky bit. i'm lucky, get it right more often than not, but only because i try to listen without feeling i have to drown it out with my own voice (how i'd write the piece).

oh, erm, thankyou. ? i dunno, that fear thing sucks

I second this!

not the fear thing, right? good. pfft.

 

[todski28]

do i get a blue peter badge?

listen. it's simple. it's about listening: to the cues - the sounds, the rhythms, the melodic rise and fall . . . like the background music in a film, all of it, that plays to the words being read and they overlay one another to create what i/you/anyone else sees IF they only listen. now, whether or not that coincides with what the author wants us to see - that's the tricky bit. i'm lucky, get it right more often than not, but only because i try to listen without feeling i have to drown it out with my own voice (how i'd write the piece).

oh, erm, thankyou. ? i dunno, that fear thing sucks


not the fear thing, right? good. pfft.

no, you scare me

 

[butters]

no, you scare me

answer me this: you feelin' lucky, punk?

*fierce face*

 

[HarryHill]

answer me this: you feelin' lucky, punk?

*fierce face*

Hey! that's my line.

 

[butters]

Hey! that's my line.

dirty boy

 

[twelveoone]

answer me this: you feelin' lucky, punk?

*fierce face*

I trust you. Behind my back. That much.
Fear is something else, a little goes along way. It's a guy thing, there is a difference, goes back to ape days.
You should be leery, yourself, last night I dreamt you were Fay Wray
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HkvVBlIQqy0/UJ87rayWXfI/AAAAAAAAIdk/OYplIgaN5c8/s1600/KINGKONGfay-wray.jpg
I fear airplanes more.

 

[HarryHill]

I trust you. Behind my back. That much.
Fear is something else, a little goes along way. It's a guy thing, there is a difference, goes back to ape days.
You should be leery, yourself, last night I dreamt you were Fay Wray
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HkvVBlIQqy0/UJ87rayWXfI/AAAAAAAAIdk/OYplIgaN5c8/s1600/KINGKONGfay-wray.jpg
I fear airplanes more.

You too?

 

[butters]

I trust you. Behind my back. That much.
Fear is something else, a little goes along way. It's a guy thing, there is a difference, goes back to ape days.
You should be leery, yourself, last night I dreamt you were Fay Wray
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HkvVBlIQqy0/UJ87rayWXfI/AAAAAAAAIdk/OYplIgaN5c8/s1600/KINGKONGfay-wray.jpg
I fear airplanes more.

You too?

i was never a screamer

but i see guido's hamming it up

 

[twelveoone]

i was never a screamer

but i see guido's hamming it up

not even in delight?

strange creature this woman
must be white goddess

or blow up doll with internal light
see from two streets away

 

[butters]

not even in delight?

strange creature this woman
must be white goddess

or blow up doll with internal light
see from two streets away

*raises an eyebrow*

 

[butters]

so, harry, you and 12 share a fear of flying? i hear there's a book about that... but i could be jong


*groans*

 

[HarryHill]

so, harry, you and 12 share a fear of flying? i hear there's a book about that... but i could be jong


*groans*

Jong? jung?
not a fear of flying, flying is delightful, it's just all those other people packed around you. I guess you could call it some element of claustrophobia

 

[twelveoone]

so, harry, you and 12 share a fear of flying? i hear there's a book about that... but i could be jong


*groans*

groans, as bad as my golfball
poetry as associative process
jd4george was like that, I feared him too

for harry's benefit
now if I wanted to go hypercritical paranoid, there might be something behind the pun
but why share all your good things

 

[HarryHill]

groans, as bad as my golfball
poetry as associative process
jd4george was like that, I feared him too

for harry's benefit
now if I wanted to go hypercritical paranoid, there might be something behind the pun
but why share all your good things

Thanks for the link I've never heard of it before. made a straight forward reply. crashed and burned. Pondering the duality. wish I were Jung enough to catch everthing

 

[twelveoone]

Thanks for the link I've never heard of it before. made a straight forward reply. crashed and burned. Pondering the duality. wish I were Jung enough to catch everthing

harry it is an old book, second-wave feminism.
i think they are up the thirty-third wave (like Masons) now, where they realize they are just men with penis-envy, but that is OK now, because they now know men are just women with vagina-envy. Plus they live longer and have more orgasms and better lawyers. So we may just may as well move back to the cave, (what did I say - Freudian - sublimated vagina-envy) load our shotguns (ah-ah-ah vagina-envy, you are sticking a shell in a little hole, and you thought guns were phallic symbols, run out of shells, you're done, but the little holes just sit there waiting to be reloaded) and laugh. Perhaps Ash has the right idea, I don't know what it is, but I have to wrap this up somewhere. I have to return now to my Fortress of Solitude.

 

[bogusagain]

Nothing like dressing a "fuck novel" up in pseudo-intellectual socio-political dressing so the chattering classes can read porn without feeling they have lowered themselves to the level of the great unwashed. I just love the Erica Jong level of feminism, of privileged well heeled women claiming victimhood. This chattering class feminism leaves poor women behind in the gutter of despair because it has nothing to do with lifting women from the pit of subjugation but everything to do with the protagonist bullying their way to opportunities without actually earning them. The problem such feminists have, like the men in the same social strata, they don't believe in giving up their privileges and entitlements in order to liberate the impoverished and create a more egalitarian society with more social mobility, which to them, would be more precarious. Give me Barbara Ehrenreich any day of the week. In fact, give me Rosa Luxemburg!

 

[butters]

Jong? jung?
not a fear of flying, flying is delightful, it's just all those other people packed around you. I guess you could call it some element of claustrophobia

you're on the right runway with jung but you've not yet taken off on the meaning of my poor joke

groans, as bad as my golfball
poetry as associative process
jd4george was like that, I feared him too

for harry's benefit
now if I wanted to go hypercritical paranoid, there might be something behind the pun
but why share all your good things

simply a rubbish quip off the back of your 'i fear airplanes more'
no need for hypercritical paranoia, or even regular paranoia. can't say i'm into zipless fucks. i like to know the mind of the man - besides, before reading the book, i always thought a zipless fuck was more to do with minds turning eachother on; it was a disappointment to discover the true meaning.

p.s - i still don't get the white goddess/blow up doll with internal lighting thing. *frowns*

Thanks for the link I've never heard of it before. made a straight forward reply. crashed and burned. Pondering the duality. wish I were Jung enough to catch everything

nah, you hit the ejector seat button is all x
you didn't miss much