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Re: never-ending gallery

Post by Geoffrey » Sat May 15, 2021 1:47 pm

it is my observation as a qualified psychologist that some of you are not compos mentis.
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Post by solongleonard » Sat May 15, 2021 4:16 pm

"so-called Geoffrey wrote in blood 'it is my observation as a qualified psychopath that some of you are not compos mentis.'



Some years ago I stayed with Geoffrey at his castle in Ålesund, Norway. It was mid-August, the height of their winter and the village was gripped by the mysterious disappearance of 23 church women. This was particularly difficult for Jeffry, who coincidentally had been at the site of the dismemberment of each victim just seconds before their demises. But how did de misses die? That was the question, (please note the use of specialist punctuation including the "question mark" "?" That was the question, Mark, but any of you can answer).

Meanwhile, Godfrey was concentrating on making a decision about the proper spelling of his name. These suicides were a bloody distraction. It made him irritated, really quite annoyed! if truth be bold. In the end, it turned out not to be so awful- this was not the work of a gang of violent criminals but simply the playfulness of a local atheistic and eccentric psychopath. Pheww!

As a footnote to this event in Tsjefree's ruined summer, you may like to know that the 24* bodies were found under a heap of decayed organic material used as a fertilizer for growing plants, plus chewy sweeties.

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The Local paper published this Crime Scene photograph under the ever so quite witty, yes it was clever!, Headline "Nun Compost Mentos". The chronicle's circulation soared to over 5 copies, (although not quite as many as 6).

Jiffy, who was by then living in a bag, was fucking furious as he had devoted his life to sketching the famous Tennis Player, Mohammed Ali, but the Headhitter would never print a single one of poor Gillian's efforts, refusing each time with the crunching rejection "Nor way, Jofray". His blood circulation rose to 3 Degrees and they dedicated their famous 1973 Hit to his memory, "Dirty Ol' Man"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0atv9v2 ... l=dijssel5

"You are a dirty ol' man
You can't keep your hands to yourself
You are a dirty ol' man
Go mess around with somebody else"

I feel that they captured his very essence, for real, but I also feel that they should have dedicated the song to his art rather than his memory. This is how I feel

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sr_yaZQ ... awanSusilo


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Re: Stringent celery

Post by LisaLCFan » Sat May 15, 2021 10:47 pm

solongleonard wrote:
Sat May 15, 2021 4:16 pm
... "Nun Compost Mentos"...

Great post! :D
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Post by solongleonard » Sat May 15, 2021 11:14 pm

Generally, the forum standard has dipped since you disappeared, including cream cheese and onion, one of my favourites. You meanwhile, and allegedly, are taking time off to write your autobiographical sequel, tentatively named "Lady Windermere's Fan". It is a Wilde comedy, I'm sure. Well done for completing the first half-page!

So far, and I am racing through the half-page, I prefer the original "Elsie's Fan". I feel we got to see the real you. Quite what we did to deserve that I don't know.

Allow me to introduce some new names. Tdsajkljkildajkilfrirfeirfeijrefijrtjtrgjk I'm not entirely sure it will catch on. It seems a little similar to Tdsajkljkildajkilfrirfeirfeijrefijrtjtrgjkk. I don't think the extra k makkes it much different. If I have angered you, let's just kkiss and makke up.

Geoffrey has been a little quiet recently. I have had one eye lifted* just as my spirits dropped. I spend half an average day lifting weights, and the other half waiting for lifts. I would use the stairs but they both look tiring.

I hope you are well.

Mike

*true but it was all a cunning ploy to get a week off work, but I tricked them by working on at least 6 of the days when they weren't looking and the courts were closed.
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Re: never-ending pallories

Post by LisaLCFan » Sun May 16, 2021 5:40 am

solongleonard wrote:
Sat May 15, 2021 11:14 pm
...I have had one eye lifted...

How terrible!  Were you able to see the culprit (with your remaining eye, that is, assuming that you still had it), and has s/he, and your eye, been apprehended?

As for the sequel to my autobiography, I was actually thinking of using my middle name in the title, and calling it "Dr. Tdsajkljkildajkilfrirfeirfeijrefijrtjtrgjk's Fan".  I am hoping to finish the rest of page 1 by 2024 -- one must set attainable goals to avoid disappointment.

Generally, the forum standard peaks when you appear -- I may not always let my presence be known, but I don't miss much.

Thank you for hoping I am well.  I hope you are well, too, despite the stolen eye.
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Re: never-ending gallery

Post by solongleonard » Sun May 16, 2021 2:56 pm

Ah, the freedom of a partial anesthetic. When I said to one of the doctors, "how exciting for you to do your first ever operation", he graciously didn't react. I felt lucky he didn't jab my eye on purpose. My comment was rather a high-level provocation, albeit an innocent one. Ha! as if I would ever poke, joke, and provoke, purposeleying.

An interesting pheremonium is when ageing geezers suddenly reveal their "inner racist". What does it all mean? I never heard such speech from my parents as they approached death, but Dad, in front of mum, was impressively liberal in his invitations to his nurses.

"Tdsajkljkildajkilfrirfeirfeijrefijrtjtrgjk" what a weird middle name. Are you telling the true about this?
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Re: never-ending gallery

Post by Geoffrey » Sun May 16, 2021 11:35 pm

i can't figure out if you guys posting here go way over my head or are so far down you have to look up to see the bottom
- but all i want to do is make pictures.
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Post by solongleonard » Mon May 17, 2021 12:55 am

We go way over your head and we are marked by a relatively high level of water vapour in the atmosphere. As a result, you should feel humidiated by us. But that's ok, few can keep up with the Solong-Diane train and you're not 2 of them


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Re: never-ending fallacy

Post by LisaLCFan » Mon May 17, 2021 7:04 am

solongleonard wrote:
Sun May 16, 2021 2:56 pm
..."Tdsajkljkildajkilfrirfeirfeijrefijrtjtrgjk" what a weird middle name. Are you telling the true about this?

You'll have to wait for the book to come out -- I wouldn't want to spoil any of the surprises.
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Re: barely-started emissary

Post by solongleonard » Mon May 17, 2021 11:16 pm

Where, oh where, in Norway should I begin telling you about how improvident Mrs. Lisa Tdsajkljk Tdsajkljkildaj, Jr. is? How about here: The real evil of Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s repressive campaigns of malice and malignity is that they convince the most salacious, fastidious swaggerers I’ve ever seen that there is absolutely nothing they can do to better their lot in life besides joining Godfrey and Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj. Permit me this forum to rant. You may have heard Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj yap about how she values our perspectives. It’s not uncommon to hear such admixtures of New Age babble and Tartuffism in Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s jargon. To translate, Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj, like all power-drunk monomaniacs, is insufferable. I do have to apologize for that; not all of them are insufferable. Just kidding; yes they are. All such humor aside, many people are wondering, Just how volatile can Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj get? I wish people would stop asking that question; Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj is apparently taking it as a challenge. Perhaps that’s because we must ratchet up our level of understanding. As mentioned above, however, that is not enough. It is necessary to do more than Sir Geoffers Wren . It is necessary to warn people of the harm that otiose motormouths cause by legitimizing the fear and hatred of the privileged for the oppressed. Frustratingly, Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj demonizes everyone who issues such warnings as—guess what?—otiose motormouths. I don’t know what to say about such name-calling except that neocolonialism is Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s religion, her nation, her politics, her everything. She even cites neocolonialism as her inspiration for viliorating what would otherwise be a positive experience for all of us.

Rather than respond to my letters with reasoned arguments, Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj prefers to sell us down the river. Although this method of attack is unparalleled in any other sphere of literary controversy it does prove that I am growing weary of Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s repeated claims that she has a duty to conceal the facts and lie to the rest of us, under oath if necessary, perjuring herself to help disseminate the True Faith of absenteeism. I would like to remind Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj that false words are not only evil in themselves, but they infect the soul with evil. This much is clear: In order to convince us that we should avoid personal responsibility, Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj often turns to the old propagandist trick of comparing results brought about by entirely dissimilar causes.

Sure, the things Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj does are wrong, superstitious, pudibund, unruly—you name it. But it’s easy for armchair philosophers to theorize about her and about hypothetical solutions to our Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj problem. It’s an entirely more difficult matter, however, when one considers that there are lots of weepy, wimpy flower children out there who are always whining that I’m being too harsh in my criticisms of Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj. I wish such people would wake up and realize that Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj eats the substance out of any organization she attacks, destroys its moral virility, throws down its reverence, saps its respect for authority, and casts a shadow on every one of its basic principles. Endlkess pictures of Mohammed Ali That’s just a fancy way of saying that if you want truth, you have to struggle for it. This letter represents my struggle, my attempt at eschewing overweening, gruesome clericalism. It is also my soapbox for informing the community at large that whenever Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj hears that scrofulous loblollies are instigating acrimony and discord, Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj puts on her usual kabuki of feigned outrage. In private, however, she secretly supports such activities. Even worse, Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj is like a pigeon. Pigeons are too self-absorbed to care about anyone else. They poo on people they don’t like; they poo on people they don’t even know. The only real difference between Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj and a pigeon is that Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj intends to perform the most inhumane acts of violence the world has ever seen. That’s why Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s unambitious supporters think that one can understand the elements of a scientific theory only by reference to the social condition and personal histories of the scientists involved. Ah! I see you are way ahead of me. "Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s supporters are not thinking at all", you say. "They’re just mindlessly regurgitating everything they’ve heard Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj say." Good for you; that’s exactly the case. In addition, Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj has been deluding people into believing that she’s an irreplaceable shaman who can cure the sick, divine the hidden, and control events. Don’t let her delude you, too.

I have the strength, ability, desire, and courage to ask the tough questions and not shy away from the tough answers. Do you? Imagine getting a dollar every time Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj said she wouldn’t use our weaknesses to her advantage but did so anyway. You’d honestly be very, very rich. What she is incapable of seeing is that we don’t always have to agree on every detail of every issue. Nevertheless, I profess that all of us do happen to agree that Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj is not a run-of-the-mill misinformed, cuckoo snoot. She’s a misinformed, cuckoo snoot who does exactly the things she accuses jaded, phlegmatic swindlers of doing. That’s a bit worrisome because, as we all know, groupthink and mob behavior are common within Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s poststructuralism movement. Hence, it isn’t unusual for one who commits heresy against Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s established dogma to be exiled from the community. The sad part is that these outcasts still refuse to believe that Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s prank phone calls are a syncretism of puzzleheaded subjectivism and merciless, vagarious communism. This is not what I think; this is what I know. I additionally know that if you study Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s costive communications long enough, you’ll come to the inescapable conclusion that it doesn’t do us much good to become angry and wave our arms and shout about the evils of her editorials in general terms. If we want other people to agree with us and join forces with us, then we must change the unenlightened paradigm that Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj wants us to embrace. A paradigm is the lens by which one views the Jefree and the people in it. If the paradigm is insidious, your life will be insidious, too. Change the paradigm, and you can not only change your life but also promote love, respect, hope, and solidarity. Inevitably, there will be those who think our efforts do not go far enough and those who believe they go too far. In either case, Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj is so chauvinistic—or, to be charitable, so irrationally wedded to outmoded memes—that she can’t stop claiming that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that she can dole out or retract. Okay, that was a facetious statement. This one is not: We must work together to tell the truth about her. What can you do to help? For starters, you might want to advance freedom in countries strangled by tyranny. I personally derive great satisfaction in doing that sort of thing because Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s claim that allotheism is something to be treasured, respected, admired, and protected requires a willing suspension of disbelief, an ability to set logic aside and accept any preposterous notion that Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj throws at us.

Rather than pick out appropriate verbs and nouns, Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj pads all of her sentences with extra syllables to grant them an atmosphere of authority. I, on the other hand, prefer to use simple language to express the sentiment that we must respect each other and double respect the Daud, painting is interesting and learn to live together in peace. An equal but opposite observation is that I never used to be particularly concerned about Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s fulminations. Any damned fool, or so I thought, could see that Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s blithe disregard for the victims of her hebephrenic, bleeding-heart surmises is what first made me realize that Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj exudes the foul odor of metagrobolism. This just goes to show (to me, at least) that her companions are united by only two things. Want to guess what those are? They’re a deep-seated sense of victimization and a burning desire to mute the voice of anyone who dares to speak out against Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj. Aside from those two things, the members of Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s club have little in common. Surprisingly, some of them even realize that it is critical that we stick to the facts and offer only those arguments that can be supported by those facts. This needs to be done, not tomorrow, not in a week, not in a month, and not in a year. It needs to be done immediately, especially when one considers that it is a truism that I would like to see a unifying vision of fairness and social justice replace Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s pessimistic focus on difference. How much more illumination does that fact need before Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj can grasp it? Assuming the answer is a substantial amount, let me point out that if society were a beer bottle—something, I believe, that Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj holds in high regard—she would indeed be the nauseating bit at the bottom that only the homeless like to drink.

In point of fact, Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj claims that she is a master of precognition, psychokinesis, remote viewing, and other undeveloped human capabilities. I would say that that claim is 70% folderol, 20% twaddle, and 10% another savage attempt to annihilate a person’s personality, individuality, will, and character. For the sake of clarity, let me quickly note that I am offended by the way she talks down to me. I can reword my point as follows: Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s tricks promote a redistribution of wealth. This is always an appealing proposition for Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s cat’s-paws because much of the redistributed wealth will undoubtedly end up in the hands of the redistributors as a condign reward for their loyalty to Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj.

Because of Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s eagerness to participate in riots, her atrabilious, mad fantasy fits neatly into her hectoring model of society. Am I aware of how Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj will react when she reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because as our society continues to unravel, more and more people will be grasping for straws, grasping for something to hold onto, grasping for something that promises to give them the sense of security and certainty that they so desperately need. These are the kinds of Jeffry people Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj preys upon. Granted, in order to sail against the prevailing winds in search of the truth about Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj and her cabal, tremendous sacrifices and equally great labors will truly be necessary, but Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj probably regrets stating publicly that her mistakes are always someone else’s fault. Although we can attribute that lascivious comment to a bout of foot-in-mouth disease, Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj recruits inficete trolls from all walks of life into her Prætorian Guard. I know I’m oversimplifying here. I’m also surely inviting a dispute or two. However, what I just wrote is necessary to set the stage for a much more important and timely discussion about how finding the best way to find new pathways out of the traps that Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj has laid for us is a challenging problem indeed. We must therefore tackle this problem with more determination, more tenacity, and more fanaticism than it has ever been tackled before. Only then will people realize that as soon as the time is ripe I will address the legitimate anger, fear, and alienation of people who have been mobilized by Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj because they saw no other options for change. This isn’t just a public-relations move. It’s a real move to get people to see that I clearly hope that if we all curate conversations about Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s pushy, obtrusive modes of thought with members of the community, this will bring us together in a national dialogue of learning instead of reducing us to recriminations and accusations. At a minimum, I expect it to help a large number of people see that Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj has been trying hard to convince us that the purpose of life is self-gratification. She decidedly has a knack for refining snake oil to unprecedented purity, potency, and opacity, doesn’t she? In any case, this is a free country, and I warrant we ought to keep it that way.

One can examine this from another angle and plainly see that Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj is just trying to pick a fight. That’s why she says that newspapers should report only on items she agrees with. That, of course, is nonsense, total nonsense. But Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj is surrounded by prodigal, nefarious agrestics who parrot the same nonsense, which is why she thinks it would be a brilliant idea to feed information from sources inside the government to organizations with particularly mischievous agendas. Unmistakably, she’s too clever by half. Her brilliant idea does little more than prove that I encourage you to explore various forms of opposition to Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj. Protesting is saying that you disagree with her viewpoints. Resistance is putting a stop to them. Revolt is promoting a more enriching, inclusive, and equitable community for all members. If we don’t do that, our children and grandchildren will look back to our days and wonder why we stepped aside and let Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj stifle the free inquiry of science and the application of its discoveries towards bettering the lot of mankind. I hate the dentist.

To change the topic slightly, Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj is inherently small-minded, rash, and self-seeking. Oh, and she also has a rummy mode of existence. I undeniably hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but the antithesis of paternalism is moral, religious, and cultural solidarity among the people of a nation. That’s why Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj relies so much on paternalism whenever she tries to teach the next generation how to hate—and whom to hate. It breaks up societal cohesion and prevents her nemeses from conveying to people the knowledge that there is only one way to stop Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj from leaving helpless citizens afraid in the streets, in their jobs, and even in their homes. We must make out of fools, wise people; out of fanatics, men of sense; out of idlers, workers; out of nauseating, sleazy heinsbies, people who are willing to challenge the present and enrich the future. Then together we can show her how she is as wrong as wrong can be. Together we can show the world that Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj has been snuggling up to incurably lusk masters of deceit for quite some time. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that purists may object to my failure to present specific examples of Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s wishy-washy, dodgy rantings. Fortunately, I do have an explanation for this omission. The explanation demands an understanding of how one of Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s adherents recently wrote to me, accusing me of being an ophidian, hidebound, pugnacious, blowsy, overbearing, patronizing, grotesque earbasher. (Yes, he used all of those words.) I’m not sure what his point was. Perhaps he was upset that I had written that words cannot convey the hurt and despair that I and so many others feel for those who were personally attacked by Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj. There are important lessons in that, even apart from another reminder that I perpetually learn of new disasters caused by Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj and her peuplade. Flying is scarefull. Here’s what we know as of today: She really shouldn’t nurture the seeds of our eventual destruction so that they grow like a rapidly malignant mutant form of kudzu. That’s just common sense. Of course, the people who appreciate her paroxysms are those who eagerly root up common sense, prominently hold it out, and decry it as poison with astonishing alacrity.

In many ways, Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj can’t possibly believe that anyone who challenges her is a hater, a bigot, an oppressor, and a victimizer. She’s splenetic but she’s not that splenetic. You may be wondering why she’s so desperate to reduce us to acute penury. The most charitable answer is simply Geoffreyit’s easy for her to accede to the voices of obstinate, narrow-minded menaces and their insensate campaigns to obtain sinecures for all of Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj’s admirers. Another possible answer is that I indisputably wouldn’t want to preach hatred. I would, on the other hand, love to tell you things that Mrs. Tdsajkljkildaj doesn’t want you to know. But, hey, I’m already doing that with this letter. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.
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Re: barely-started emissary

Post by LisaLCFan » Tue May 18, 2021 1:31 am

solongleonard wrote:
Mon May 17, 2021 11:16 pm
Where, oh where, in Norway... [plus a plethora of other words, some of which I actually read]...

My dear Mr. Solong,

Please allow me to apologise profusely for all of my past transgressions, a few of which you outlined in your brief letter. However, I feel the need to inform you that I have recently undergone a process known as "AuraTransformation™", which I learned about from our esteemed colleague, Sir Geoffrey "Don't Call Me Geoffers" Wren. As a result, I am a new person, one without malice, completely free from the malignant elements that had previously poisoned my soul. I have been cleansed and saved and re-imagined, and the new me is kind and gentle and absolutely beneficent.

I can assure you that I shall never again commit any injustice, because the spirit energy of my aura has been opened up to new powerful Indigo and Crystal energy impulses, which are, by their very nature, good and pure. These impulses are delivered from my newly balanced aura to my physical body, and then translated into my words and actions, all of which henceforth shall reflect the infinite benevolence within me.

With warmest regards, I shall hereafter remain transformed, and humbly and merely,

Lisa*

*the person formerly known as "Mrs. Lisa Tdsajkljk Tdsajkljkildaj, Jr.

PS: In case you are not familiar with this life-altering aura-healing method, I quote from the official website:

"AuraTransformation™ is an energy treatment method that powerfully activates the influx of the New Time energy. An AuraTransformation™ provides a permanent and radical expansion of your personal consciousness creating synergy between your charisma, drive, intuition and physical actions.

The AuraTransformation™ and the consciousness expansion that it creates can bring about many beneficial changes on both personal and universal levels. An AuraTransformation™ dramatically reinforces the impact of the interface between your individual energy field and physical reality. Therefore, you will naturally and easily become less troubled by either the small or large challenges that may have appeared to be coming from outside yourself. Your energy will no longer unconsciously fuel hidden agendas and programs that your true self does not condone. This releases a clear stream of energy from a reservoir that was formerly blocked, stagnant, and murky. You obviously become more happy and focused."


Obviously! :D
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Re: never-ending gallery

Post by AlanM » Tue May 18, 2021 9:05 am

Dear Solong,
Do you try to send jury members to sleep with your opening address as well as your closing address?
I surely hope this is your closing address.

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Re: barely-started emissary

Post by Geoffrey » Tue May 18, 2021 11:39 pm

LisaLCFan wrote:
Tue May 18, 2021 1:31 am
. . . I feel the need to inform you that I have recently undergone a process known as "AuraTransformation™", which I learned about from our esteemed colleague, Sir Geoffrey "Don't Call Me Geoffers" Wren.
exhilarating news! i was afraid your absence from the forum might have had a more tragic reason. michael and i discussed this at length during one of our regular telephonic hook-ups, and an atmosphere of considerable concern permeated our conversation. you see, it had been reported that there existed a lot of covid up your way.

you'll be relieved to hear that anyone having received an auratransformation becomes less disturbed by the manipulation or mutilation of one's name - for they realise it is a sign of someone's insecurity. we all know the part in the bible where god repeatedly calls out to someone: "samuel, samuel, samuel" - never 'sam' or 'sammy'. some time ago while walking home i also seemed to hear my name being called out, and this reminded me of samuel. i heard "chef-free, chef-free, chef-free . . ." - over and over again. a religious experience? when i turned a corner i saw it was a man sawing a piece of wood. i have heard other things also - short mantras with very few syllables continually repeated. for example, when making copies of documents my printer keeps saying "what ya doin'? what ya doin'? what ya doin'?" does anyone here know what i'm talking about?
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Re: net server tennisery

Post by solongleonard » Wed May 19, 2021 12:08 am

If in doubt
I work it out
you are talking about Me.


I am about to take one of my regular breaks now, but I hope to see you in the morning.

Good Night, Dear Friends.

Solong

Sleep, Pah! It will never catch on. It's like the Intestinet. For a few years, it was the hot, popularise way that one party of a body could talk to another party, but it's well-forgotten now, Man. And moreish recently, as retorted on Fox Nudes, the British Government has tried to tame me by imposing Covix Laws that have compelled me to accept the Rule of Sexual Distancing. Well, fuck that, and fuck THAT as well, (but only is she wears a mask at all times).
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Re: never-ending flattery

Post by LisaLCFan » Wed May 19, 2021 5:51 pm

Geoffrey wrote:
Tue May 18, 2021 11:39 pm
...i was afraid your absence from the forum might have had a more tragic reason. michael and i discussed this at length during one of our regular telephonic hook-ups, and an atmosphere of considerable concern permeated our conversation. you see, it had been reported that there existed a lot of covid up your way...

I am genuinely touched that you guys were concerned about me, and that you actually talk about me... how nice to be thought of by people in distant lands. Yes, unfortunately there is a lot of covid in my province at present, but I am very careful and have remained virus-free, as have those I know.

Geoffrey wrote:
Tue May 18, 2021 11:39 pm
...i heard "chef-free, chef-free, chef-free . . ." ...my printer keeps saying "what ya doin'? what ya doin'? what ya doin'?" does anyone here know what i'm talking about?

I know exactly what you're talking about -- I hear such things all the time, too, when various sounds natural or mechanical, particularly of the repetitive sort, call to mind words or names. Perhaps similarly, I also often see images in random patterns -- usually it is faces, human bodies, and/or animals, which appear in wood grain, rock formations, flooring materials, clouds, etc..

From what I know of perception, our minds are constantly trying to sort out and decode the sensory input we receive, to give it shape and coherence, often into things with which we are familiar. Perhaps that is why our minds try to impart onto random or vague sounds and images something more concrete. Whatever the case, I think it is rather fun when it happens!
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