Did I really write this?

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Did I really write this?

Post by stilltrucking » January 21st, 2012, 9:55 pm

"eastern books about the dead"

I could think of a better way to say that
perhaps
the demons looked familiar to me, reminded me of some pictures from the Tibetan Book of The Dead maybe.

They were jolly good monsters though, sleep the sleep of the just.

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Re: Did I really write this?

Post by stilltrucking » April 7th, 2012, 10:19 pm

Eventually mankind will solve the problem of consciousness by deciding that we are not conscious after all, nor ever were.
http://people.maths.ox.ac.uk/trefethen/maxims.html

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Re: Did I really write this?

Post by jackofnightmares » April 8th, 2012, 8:52 am

1959
I must have been dreaming.
"Skepticism is the chastity of the intellect" Santayana The Idea of Christ in the Gospels

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Re: Did I really write this?

Post by stilltrucking » April 26th, 2012, 9:35 am

I was trying for the right words, I was thinking about a tale of childhood in the darkness, I was thinking about a male point of view maybe. A story an essay about a child sitting in a pitch dark basement with the putrid smell of dead rats and holcing onto a puppy and crying.

So Meant by good job was my way of saying I wish I could tell my little story half as well as you told that one.

I think I will call it beyond fear, beyond pleasure, call it unlove
call it the death instinct.

after I overcame my fear of the rats and the darkness, I cried and begged Crazy Mike not to send me down through the trapdoor in the floor down the stairs, then he would remove the light bulb and close the trap door and then wheel the safe on top of the door so I knew escape was impossible, but why the hell did I have a puppy with me that time?
There goes the truth, at 186 thouand miles a second
neural velocity and consciousness
old mellow thoughts
I can not remember why I had that puppy with me, had I begged and cried for mercy did let me take it with me?

the truth
he knew me
all too well

I would alteranately hug the puppy to me and then I would terrorize it by holding out from my body and then I would spin around with my arms extended till the puppy mewed in fear and then I would hold it to me and put my face in its fur.

dream did I dream that or did I do that.
for years I have believed that I did it, but now six decades later I wonder.

Is that one of the blessings of longevity :? :)

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Re: Did I really write this?

Post by stilltrucking » April 26th, 2012, 9:40 am

the trial in norway
the nice guy syndrome

did I mention that I am a hell of a nice guy

blessed be Walt Kelly his memory

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