Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Well, we're thinking alike, my fears of men, your fears of women.

Nervous women make me nervous too

So I try to watch my sense of humor

My sarcasm runs deep

I pretty much just say what comes to mind with you

Sometimes I wonder if I don't sound like my father

a spooky thought for me.

I'm a nervous woman in flesh, well maybe not so much nervous as I'm unstable, I've paranoia and superstition, hallucination, skepticism, all beneath the surface. I don't know how many know it except you, of course and a few.

I'm comfy and easy with writing it.

I don't mind the eye so much when here.

It's my head, heart, spirit as if I am...


Better at being only character, with less boundaries.

I think one good thing society has done for children is early intervention programs. It's about time we figured it out, it starts in childhood, ingrained already for a lot of teenagers, the character of an adult, whether male or female which would take strength to unwind, begin again. We learn 70% of what we'll know by the age of five.

Eyelidlessness I always liked his user name, (doreen's son Jason.)

I don't mind doing my existential strip tease being naked to the eyes

Writers or compulsive scribblers like me have no pride when we call out G-d

I am stable as a hummingbird's wing in flight

So hard not to be double minded about women

Hard for this writer.


I have not heard that number 70 percent before but I have read that

"From a child of five to myself is but a step. But from a new-born baby to the child of five is an appalling distance." Leo Tolstoi.

If I could make you some sort of habit;
speaking dreams,
then I might not forget you when the day comes,
if I to store you elsewhere.

A late night thought after reading.

I can't seem to find where you were mentioning memory with that link. Actually enjoyed reading the article, guess cause of topic, though I didn't understand a lot of it. A couple gems, here was one I really adored, gonna go to sleep on it.

Can you imagine the possibilities on supplying a simulator like that to present a college education? Or even the freaky stuff, cause bad follows suit in good.

And the only idea I came up with today had to do with reusing cardboard boxes for children's house building competitions. lalala, I'm always elsewhere. This got me thinking in universe size.

Q: If it is/will be possible to erase a specific memory, then would it be reasonable to suppose that it might be possible to implant a specific memory? For example, the memory of having gone to college with what would have been learned had the memory been real. Mike

Fenton: Mike,
If we knew the memory mechanism (and I think we do), then in principle it should be possible to implant information in memory if we also knew how the information is organized and we had the necessary technology to do the implantation. People are working to understand the basic biology, which has to be a lot better before we can imagine how to implant detailed knowledge like going to college, without destroying most of the information that was previously stored. See my reply to Dick Pohl above.

http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/body/fenton-memory.html

What do you want to do with your mail order bride for a lasting marriage?

Well, I have this really nice sea boat named Satia Coca, and I'd like her (the bride) to sail the world with me aboard her.

Not a problem. We'll secure your darkly long, lengthy doll with an absolute hands on deck chip, that'll keep you wondering whose sailing the gal, you or her.

Sounds like what I had in mind.

No one will know the difference, it's that natural.

I'll take two.

A dialogue of latex skin?

Mail order brides
just like the internet
they never forget nothing
I don't know what I mean by that
you got my head spinning again
I feel like I just been pinched

Consciousness so tenuous

I cling to it in sleep
Have you ever seen the movie Blade Runner?

Based on the P. K. Dick novel
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Do_Android ... c_Sheep%3F

I've never read it, nor seen the movie, sometimes psychological thrillers scare me too much to watch, cause then I might start behaving a bit paranoid from them. If I watch it, I'll start attempting to test everyone I'm in new contact with with empathy and similar tests, then I'd test those I've known, but not seen daily with similar mind games, just to be sure they haven't been replaced with models, and etc. just for example.
I use to look at some as aliens, they lacked facial emotions.
Used to freak me out.

But, I think I want to read the book.

Rainy day flowers
real and copy, I called them orange, but they've pink blushes, make you smile, if possible. I was gonna post them cause they were the color of my dream last night.

Maybe you're a robot. I think that about you a lot. smiles. Forgive me.

Blade Runner is a romance for teen age boys, a love story

She is flesh and blood not plastic in the movie, she just never had a mother as such. How sweet is that to have a woman who was never taught how to handle difficult men. I have never read the book but I love the movie.

Woman on litkicks used to write about the "dialogue of the skin" she could write about the act of love beautifuly. As I sit here and think about the feel of being in my true love for the last time which was the only time. Yes it felt like I was being held by the petals of a flower.

I forgot the actress in the movie
incredible beauty.

As if you were created and tending a garden, designed specifically towards my demands and interests, a companion, when I've some much dis-interest to get past, or I don't know what I'm telling you. It's like I gotta keep my mind reeled in, or else it goes too far out, then I might hurt feelings, if...

I'll you tube for it.

I like Sundays.

The movies got at least beautiful women, even when they lack the content of writing.

that same woman that wrote of "a dialogue of the skin"
asked the question

"Reading and writing a marriage made in______?"

Looking back on my life
and not crying about the the leaving.



Thinking about dino's poem "Walk like a man."


This has been a week of Sundays for me

Thanks for Chatting with me and Gertrude

Spent the night with you last night,
we talked about everything, but I can't remember anything we said.

Also dreamt about a lot of thunder storms.
One of them was extremely dangerous to me,
I'd went out in it, it was on a football field and the lightening struck the goal thing, which was a gigantic piece of metal, it came crashing down, the corner struck my head. I remember feeling the blow, wondering if I was then dead.

That sky was gorgeous.


I had all these things to say,
but it's never the right people to hear it,
then you'd showed up.
It was a relief, and I didn't want you to leave
that whole night.

You're not only a great pen pal, but also dream walker.

Dreamed about sailing on the Gun Powder river
The Gun Powder in Maryland. I don't know how it got that name.

All I want to do is sleep these days but sometimes I lay awake and think about what I do not wish to think of.

I had two heavy horses,
kept a mighty gun on my thigh.
I went up the river, to give him a ride.

Come here, cowboy, let a willing Lady
show some hospitality
and a small town woman's charm.