You see more than I see Dame, I see the Magician of Lublin, a spooky novel by I.B.Singer. A movie too but I can't speak to that. I have not wanted to see it because I have such vivid images in mind from the book I don't want to super impose a movie on them. .
oh yes the great studio hypertext trash novel.
The threads seem to twist and intertwine with the boards on studio eight, I give up a master plan I just look at the first page of my posts and see if they stay
interlaced?
then I look at the next page to see what dropped off. The sock puppets make the whole hyptertext just about impossible, I think I need to back off them for awhile. Maybe I can still salvage something. Somewhere along the way I may redeem myself.
It is a good thing to have friends, even virtual ones.
thanks for the vote of confidence
you don't know firsty used to post here and on litkicks, great writer I thought.
i'm not sure what to say here, but i know it will come, because i will start typing and then my words will pretend to have had thoughts behind them.
which in fact is my point. words are not the communicator of thoughts. words, in many cases, particularly when spoken or written quickly, are the thought. often, before the words, the thought is so abstract that it is merely a drive, something which compels us to start typing or start talking. we do often speak before we think.
when someone speaks before thinking, two things become clear. 1, the person's intelligence becomes clear. one's off-the-cuff remarks can expose one's inner intelligence. it takes brains to put a sentence together, to compose a thought with words on the fly. if one's quick remarks are dumb, it's not because he didnt have time to compose them, it's because he's a moron. or, 2., the person's intentions become clear. it's one thing to identify what one wants to say, then what one feels one should say, then how to say what one means within the confines of how it will be interpreted. but with casual remarks, or very personal remarks, not from notes or composed speeches, we see one's inner soul. that soul, when revealed to be dark and creepy, cant be fixed with a recomposition of words, altho thats often attempted.
