my mind begins to hum...

Ugly Dougly · Post by **Ugly Dougly** » Wed Aug 30, 2006 4:48 pm

Why did I listen to you? Now my nose hurts.

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Thu Aug 31, 2006 12:19 pm

one should distinguish between pain and nociception. The word "pain" comes from the Latin: poena meaning punishment, a fine, a penalty.

The term "pain" is a subjective experience that typically accompanies nociception, but can also arise without any stimulus, and thus includes the emotional response. Nociception, on the other hand, is a neurophysiological term and denotes specific activity in nerve pathways. It is the transmission mechanism for physiological pain, and does not describe psychological pain

if you have perceived me with an impulse of pain, it indicates a distinct possibility that another has perceived me with pleasure

Even some plants have the ability to retract from a noxious stimulus. Whether this sensation of pain is equivalent to the human experience is debatable.

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Thu Aug 31, 2006 12:26 pm

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Thu Aug 31, 2006 12:36 pm

skygod · Post by **skygod** » Mon Sep 04, 2006 10:02 pm

I looked for you at the Meet and Greet on Thursday.

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Tue Sep 05, 2006 2:54 pm

i was still out on the west coast...

simple things like tickets and rides and such are less than simple on the path i find myself treading

skygod · Post by **skygod** » Tue Sep 05, 2006 4:26 pm

There will always be a next year, at least for some time.

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Wed Sep 06, 2006 11:01 am

it has less influence over trajectories and objectives than you might imagine

vengeance for my child

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Wed Sep 06, 2006 11:06 am

at the contact point between outlet and plug, one cares less where the energy comes from, merely that it flows

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Sat Sep 09, 2006 1:23 pm

It should be noted that while the rider of the white horse is often interpreted as the Antichrist, he is not named such in Revelation.

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Sat Sep 09, 2006 1:25 pm

stem cell art

skygod · Post by **skygod** » Sat Sep 09, 2006 6:43 pm

I pity inanimate objects. Because they cannot move.

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Mon Sep 11, 2006 11:10 am

they pity mankind, for they have yet to move properly

having the force or function of a proper name

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Thu Sep 28, 2006 12:57 pm

the physical pressure, pull, or other force exerted on one thing by another; strain. (account for psyche)

the mental or psychological structure of a person, esp. as a motive force (adjust for free-will)

A capacity for affecting the mind or behavior; efficacy (To anticipate and make allowance for; reckon with in advance?)

Kinetic IV · Post by **Kinetic IV** » Thu Sep 28, 2006 1:02 pm

the fire elf wrote:

That image reminds me of something I came across in studying arcologies. What is that picture of, or do you know? (And by arcologies I'm referring to the logical expansion of ideas like Arcosanti)

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Thu Sep 28, 2006 1:25 pm

it is a painting of a vision

painter of visions wrote:The most common question I hear when I show my art - besides technical issues - is "where do you get your ideas from". Before 1995 I painted more by whims, I often constructed images coloured by megalomanic, mythological ponderings. I discovered though that some images came from another source which was far more personal, honest and more interesting. Some images just kind of appeared, complete, crystal clear in my head. I noted that I in some states of consciousness saw images flashing by my inner eye, images which then stuck like "photographic" memories until I painted them.

I decided rather quickly to give up all made up nonsense and only paint these visions. I usually get them in the border zone between being awake and asleep, therefore I always have a small notepad beside my bed. How it works can be described as follows: Imagine yourself in a dark cinema looking towards the screen. Suddenly the light is turned on for a split second and during this second you see an image on the screen.

http://maxmagnusnorman.com/english/inspiration.shtml

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Thu Sep 28, 2006 1:34 pm

the title of that particular piece is:

HERE WERE MONSTERS

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Thu Sep 28, 2006 1:43 pm

vision painter wrote:MONSTERS

MONSTER

n 1: an imaginary creature usually having various human and animal parts
2: someone or something that is abnormally large and powerful [syn: giant, goliath, behemoth, colossus]
3: a person or animal that is markedly unusual or deformed [syn: freak, monstrosity, lusus naturae]
4: a cruel wicked and inhuman person [syn: fiend, devil, demon, ogre]
5: (medicine) a grossly malformed and usually nonviable fetus [syn: teras]

Ugly Dougly · Post by **Ugly Dougly** » Fri Sep 29, 2006 2:59 pm

Hey guess what you know what? Cause I heard they have a thing where they make a big man and a bunch of old hippies and freaks they go out way out into the desert and guess what they burn it, betcha didn't know that. And guess what there's naked ladies there are drugs too. Sounds real cool, doncha think?

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Fri Sep 29, 2006 4:55 pm

shhh...

(your not supposed to advertise)

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Mon Oct 02, 2006 11:29 am

Amongst the flowers is a pot of wine
I pour alone but with no friend at hand
So I lift the cup to invite the shining moon,
Along with my shadow we become party of three
The moon although understands none of drinking, and
The shadow just follows my body vainly
Still I make the moon and the shadow my company
To enjoy the springtime before too late
The moon lingers while I am singing
The shadow scatters while I am dancing
We cheer in delight when being awake
We separate apart after getting drunk
Forever will we keep this unfettered friendship
Till we meet again far in the Milky Way

Legend has it that whenever he was drunk, he would use his hair as brush to perform his art, and upon his waking up, he would be amazed by the quality of those works but failed to produce them again in his sober state.

Though more well-known for his explosive "wild cursive script", he excelled in the regular script. Anecdotes go that he grasped the essence of cursive writing by observing some porters fight for their way with the guard of honor of some princess, and by watching the solo performance of a famous sword-dancer.

Traditionally Zhang Xu is paired with the younger Huai Su as the two greatest cursive calligraphers of the Tang Dynasty. The duo is affectionately referred to as "the crazy Zhang and the drunk Su"

the fire elf · Post by **the fire elf** » Mon Oct 02, 2006 11:36 am

The xian (Chinese: 仙/僊; Pinyin: xiān; Wade-Giles: hsien) is a Daoist adept, variously translated in English as immortal, transcendent, celestial, god, saint, genie, elf, fairy, wizard, magician, or shaman. Akira Akahori gives this description.

Legends of so-called immortals (shenxian 神仙) were widely accepted by the ancient Chinese. Although the concept of immortals was not exactly the same through the ages, some general images persisted. Immortals usually live in clean and pure places such as high mountains; they do not eat cereals; they appear only to people who perform the proper religious practices or have the right kind of destiny. Some immortals also live in grottoes underneath the sacred mountains. They can freely change their appearance: sometimes they appear in the everyday world looking like ordinary men, to test young immortal aspirants. They move very swiftly and fly though the air, sometimes using wings. (1989:73)

skygod · Post by **skygod** » Mon Oct 02, 2006 5:52 pm

the fire elf wrote: Still I make the moon and the shadow my company

Artists are often alone.

Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

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