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  • #1698

    In reply to: Synchronicity

    AvatarJib
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      and other funny synchs :D
      It began with Sam going to Australia, and a message I got from Marcy in my 360 after I told her about a crocodile egg… well it was an UWO.
      She was telling me about Crocodile Dundee and the main actor Paul Hogan , who was a rigger as a former job… Eventually, I noticed just this evening that it was obviously connected to Sam going to Australia after Becky’s wedding.
      Eric told me also that it was a synch with something he read in the comments this afternoon with the shrimpigators… and I was reading the stuff about Paul Hogan and they were just telling that he had made an ad before the Crocodile movie, and the main slogan was Shrimp on the barbie … obviously another synch.

      There are other synchs in the text… but especially another fun one :D with a movie shot in 1980… Fatty Finn
      And the hilarious part… well maybe not so hilarious but noticeable nonetheless, is about “from shady frog jumping contests to a fixed goat race”…

      ;))

      #734

      That’s when she heard a little voice… not really in her head, the voice was like coming from under the space tissue.

      Dear RATS… Thou canst do it thyself. Let the power of the Snooshrooms flow through thy skin.

      — Who’s there? asked Becky anxiously… is it the Snoot? What are the smooshnools? I don’t want any more skin problem, don’t do anything!!!

      Becky was feeling a bit drowsy again. She was tired of sleeping though and managed to get rid of this feeling.

      She got startled by her cell phone, it was vibrating furiously now… oh no, just a picture message from Sam.

      https://www.northrup.org/Photos/Kangaroo/low/kangaroo-laying8.jpg

      With that distraction she lost grip of herself for a few seconds… and when she woke up she was feeling her head like heavy… how god!!!! what the f…

      #731
      TracyTracy
      Participant

        It was taking longer than expected for Sanso and Zhana to find food, and they were weak with hunger when they came across the big toad. There was plenty of water; gurgling brooks and rushing streams crisscrossed their path, crystal clear with icy cool snow melt from the summer thaw. The’d found a few cow berries along the way, and they had chewed a few mushrooms but they wanted something substantial before setting off for the other side of the world. Sanso had left a trail of flourescent green cave lichen, to show them the way back to the cave entrance, which was to be their portal to Nishanti’s place.

        Maybe the toad will show us the way to find food, said Zhana. Ask him, Sanso!

        You ask him! replied Sanso.

        No, YOU ask him. Zhana was inexplicably feeling shy.

        Sanso chuckled goodnaturedly, and agreed to ask toad. He stood there silently smiling for some minutes, and Zhana began to wonder just WHEN Sanso would oblige. Her stomach was grumbling and growling and she was starting to get impatient when Sanso turned and strode purposefully off to the left.

        What the…..snapped Zhana. She rushed after him, angrily shouting OY! Her foot caught on a root, sending her sprawling face down amongst the mushrooms.

        Sanso turned, and couldn’t help but laugh. The more he laughed, the angrier Zhana became, causing Sanso to laugh all the more.

        AAAH Ha Ha Ha! AAAHHHH Ha Ha Ha HAAAAH! OOO Hoohooo! If you could see your face all covered in blue mud and red and white spotted mushrooms, you’d laugh too!

        Zhana started to cry.

        There there, dear, Sanso said kindly, trying hard to stop laughing, and wiped the mess off the girls face with an old rag he found in one of his pockets. Did you know that Siberian blue mud is a much sought after beauty treatment in some places? This little mishap will do wonders for your complexion, you know.

        Will it? snivelled Zhana, who had been preoccupied of late with with her adolescent skin.

        Yes! There is no such thing as an accident, you know.

        Well, where were you rushing off to, anyway? You promised to ask toad where to find food, and then without saying a word, you dashed off and left me!

        Sanso looked perplexed. I DID ask toad!

        No, you DIDN’T, retorted Zhana.

        Sanso stared at her, wondering what was the matter with her. Then the penny dropped, so to speak, and he realized that Zhana was more familiar with verbal conversations, and had been unaware of the silent communication between him and toad.

        Zhana, most of our conversations aren’t in words, you know, he explained gently. Listen to the non-words.

        Huh? it was Zhana’s turn to look perplexed.

        You do it all the time you know. You are simply not paying attention.

        He winked at her, and smiled. Come on! The food is this-a-way!

        #1457
        AvatarJib
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          Unfortunately, Yann can’t have access to this fun game…
          He’s just here partly projected.

          :mummy:

          #726
          AvatarJib
          Participant

            Going back to work on this bright Tuesday afternoon, Yann was looking at his shadow. He had had a hard morning, not because of the tons of work… it was a rather light day, not because of the harshness of his colleagues, they were all easy living people… well except his boss that made him think of Darth Vador at times… a strong threatening aura, feared by everyone. Though he never bothered Yann actually.

            He was having the weirdest feeling of appreciation of the shape of his shadow.
            He liked it.
            It was the shape of an adolescent, his fluffy hair and relaxed silhouette. Not worrying about the future, not thinking about the past. Just enjoying the warmth of the sun in this not so cold winter day.

            His attention was quite centered on himself, he was aware of much more stimuli than he had been used to, and it had been overwhelming. Especially concerning his ideas of how to get information on certain subjects or how to explore things. He was used to closing himself from the outside when he was focusing on his work, or on what he was passionate. Lately it had been 3D modeling, and Yurick had expressed many times the desire to help him, and he had been received quite harshly.

            No wonder he had imagery of server non-receiving data at work. It was quite clear actually. Clearer and clearer. Even his dreams that he had once considered to be quite obscure where simply so concise and precise. Dreaming about the ring primitive in the 3D software, it was dreaming about its own attention, focused on the outside, he was trying to reduce the inner radius of the ring to make a plain disk, and he wasn’t able to do it properly, he was forcing.

            Well actually he had done quite well, so centered on self he had been today…

            How he reacted was so different from how he would have reacted a few months ago. Now he was just appreciating the movement, the experience of this overwhelming centeredness…

            During the afternoon he got news from his friends Finn and Dory, and he had a good laugh. It was messages sent the day before. He wouldn’t have appreciated them then, but now he was so enthrilled by what they had written with Yurick. Another pure moment of appreciation to add to his experience.

            And now, it was news from their friend Malika who had decided to move into a new house. A taupe House, located in the Island City or Wilton Manors. The house had a tree behind it, and she was sure it was a dragon lair, with a mommy dragon and an egg! and many little playful dragons.
            It was planned for the week end. The moving in, not the hatching…

            Yann promised to be here in spirit and told her friend Malika that there was a small dragon connected to him in the herd.

            #1696

            In reply to: Synchronicity

            TracyTracy
            Participant

              Have you heard about the giant frog from Madagascar called Beezlbufo that ate baby dinosaurs?

              I read that in the newspaper today! It sounds like one of our concoctions.

              #2122

              In reply to: Snooteries

              The SnootThe Snoot
              Participant

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                In this thou art welcome.
                СПАСИБО!

                #725
                TracyTracy
                Participant

                  After a long but uneventful ride in the yellow gondola cab, Becky stepped out onto terra firma and strolled through the park.

                  Various fleeting images of the wedding party flashed through her mind, and she recalled the change in Elvira after the meal. She certainly tucked into that reindeer stew, Becky mused, Had a right good scoff, she did. Funny, anyone eating four helpings of that slop would be expected to slump in a chair for an hour or two, but Elvira had sprung into life. She looked pretty good for 121 years old, but who would have guessed what a splendid dancer she was! She put the younger guests to shame with her fancy steps, and tireless enthusiasm.

                  And not only that, she’d really come into her own when the drunken fights started, fearlessly breaking up fights between men twice her size.

                  #1454
                  TracyTracy
                  Participant

                    I think we all deserve a drink, what do you say? There’s an alternate wedding party going on in the tavern reality, and the drinks (and mushrooms) are on me :yahoo_big_grin:

                    #2140

                    In reply to: Story Timeline and Map

                    TracyTracy
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                      #2001

                      In reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud

                      AvatarJib
                      Participant

                        THE DAY began WITH AN AWFUL start.
                        THIS morning I ACTED LIKE A true soft USING HIS hand book WITH REFINED SKILL.
                        THE snoot STOPPED talking AND IT BECAME closeR TO MY OWN focus.
                        […]

                        #2119

                        In reply to: Snooteries

                        EricEric
                        Keymaster

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                          #718
                          EricEric
                          Keymaster

                            The rain started to pour down… Becky moaned and winced at each of the thunder strokes.

                            Don’t worry, as they say in the bayou, “mariage pluvieux, mariage heureux”. (rainy wedding, merry marriage) Al said with a wink.
                            Anyway, should be over for the vin d’honneur, he added hastily, hoping that the circus tent that was set up would be big enough to accommodate all the guests in case he’d be wrong…

                            He didn’t even want to imagine what the Russian fluorescent bacon they had planned to serve for the toasts would look like drenched in rain…

                            #713
                            TracyTracy
                            Participant

                              Becky was far too happy to mind the snide undercurrents she could sense from poor jealous Tina. Dear Tina, she’d had eyes for Sean all along, Becky had known right from the start.

                              Becky smiled kindly as she said to Tina: You’re such a sweetie pooh, Tina. I’m so glad you’re going to be such a big part of our special day.

                              And then Becky threw her arms around her in a great telepathic energy bear hug and said ‘I love you, Tina’.

                              Tina visibly quailed, Becky accurately remotely viewed, and her complexion turned an alarming shade of blotchy green. Tina spun round to the toilet, retching, thanking her lucky stars that she was already in the bathroom and close to the lavatory.

                              #712
                              F LoveF Love
                              Participant

                                oh that’s a fantastic idea Becky! encouraged Tina, when Becky suggested tentatively that perhaps she could try advanced visualisation techniques in order to turn this disastrous start to her wedding day around.

                                Yes, imagine it as you would like it to be, no matter how unrealistic it may seem. Imagine looking in the mirror and seeing your skin glowing like a glowing peach. After all, you have nothing to lose Becky-pooh.

                                #711
                                TracyTracy
                                Participant

                                  Oh, Thank Flove for that! exclaimed Becky delightedly, when she looked in the bathroom mirror on the morning of her wedding. The Siberian Blue Mud treatment worked!

                                  WOW! said Becky as she peered at her reflection. It’s made me look fantastic!

                                  Indeed, her skin was glowing like a summer peach. She smiled happily and sighed a deep sigh of contentment. She was glad she’d chosen Tina to be the Head Witness for the Russian style wedding ceremony. She knew she could trust her to carry out the ritual joke and poem telling with aplomb. Al and Sam would make great witnesses too. She couldn’t wait to hear their jokes and poems at the wedding party.

                                  Becky giggled, And Sean will love all the drinking.

                                  #1898
                                  TracyTracy
                                  Participant

                                    tjmarshall57: hahahaha as if it’s not bad enough with the weeding, now poor girl has blotches all over her face!
                                    tjmarshall57: wedding not weeding
                                    tjmarshall57: do russian wear velis?
                                    tjmarshall57: veils
                                    tjmarshall57: hhhm, blessing by a shaman, plaiting together of the couples hair….(is Becky still blad?)
                                    tjmarshall57: The biggest concern at the wedding is to have enough liquor. A Russian Wedding is an event where everybody must be drunk. No one will be surprised if people drink themselves to unconscious on the wedding – and many do.
                                    tjmarshall57: well, that will appeal to Sean
                                    tjmarshall57: You are probably surprised to find out that a Russian wedding lasts for 2 days!! (Well, at least. Some weddings last as long as a week, and this is something to be proud of and remember for years: it means the couple had enough liquor to go on and on, and enough devoted friends to stay.)
                                    tjmarshall57: The Russian church ceremony is colorful and solemn but the complete traditional ceremony is very long, and as guests and the couple have to stand during the ceremony (there are no benches in Russian churches at all; people must stand during all church services), faints are not rare.
                                    tjmarshall57: right, so a fair amount of fainting and drunkeness then
                                    tjmarshall57: Then the witnesses continue running the wedding, reading jokes and poems, and sometimes asking the new couple questions to make fun of them.
                                    tjmarshall57: Franci will you be my witness, you’d be perfect
                                    tjmarshall57: “Za molodykh!” (“For the newlywed!”)
                                    tjmarshall57: Traditionally money is considered as the best gift, and is given in an envelope. Some time after the beginning of the reception when people start to become drunk the witnesses will ask everybody to give their gifts and one of the witnesses will collect envelopes from the rest of the guests with a tray.
                                    tjmarshall57: Then people have time to dance. First dance is opened by the new couple. After the music starts, there is no exact script anymore, and witnesses can relax a little. They still occasionally announce a toast but do not entertain the guests with jokes and poems; guests by this time are already having lots of fun and are able to entertain themselves.

                                    Movements become quite hectic; some people go out “to refresh”, and at some moment in this movement the bride gets… “stolen”! She disappears, and when the groom starts looking for her, he is faced with a request for a ransom. Usually it’s his buddies who “steal” the bride. A more or less short wrangle about the amount, and he can have his new wife back. But he must watch out – the bride sometimes may be stolen a few times!

                                    tjmarshall57: right, so we have drunkeness, fainting, jokes, poems and insults, and theft and abduction
                                    tjmarshall57: Then there are the bride’s friends – they steal the bride’s shoe. The groom must pay ransom for the shoe too – the guests enjoy watching wrangles.
                                    tjmarshall57: Often guests leave the wedding in such a condition that they cannot remember what happened. If this was the case with the majority of guests, then the wedding was a huge success
                                    tjmarshall57: AHA! This is the key! I will write about it after the wedding, when nobody can remeber anything about it
                                    tjmarshall57: Day two of the wedding:After the meal the bride must “clean” the floor in the room. The fun part is that guests are allowed to mess as much as they want while she is cleaning
                                    tjmarshall57:
                                    tjmarshall57: another part for you!
                                    tjmarshall57: guests on a Russian wedding enjoy it much more than the newlywed couple who are all the time made fools of.
                                    tjmarshall57: The most popular period for wedding ceremonies in Russia was between the Christmas and Shrovetide (a week before the spring fast). This period was called the wedding period.
                                    tjmarshall57: well, the timing is right
                                    tjmarshall57: One of the many superstitions still prevailing among the peasant population of Russia is that, on the occasion of a marriage, the happiness of the newly-married couple is not assured unless the parents of the contracting parties are soaked with water from head to foot. When a marriage takes place in summer this is easily accomplished by ducking the fathers and mothers in the nearest river, but in winter they are laid on the ground and rolled in the snow.
                                    tjmarshall57: who are the parents?
                                    tjmarshall57: Among the Koraks of Siberia a young man seeks for a maiden with considerable dowry in the form of rein-deer
                                    tjmarshall57: oh, well we can have psychoactive reindeer pies, anyway
                                    tjmarshall57: Kovalevsky has well shown that many of the marriage customs of this country are survivals from a primitive and prehistoric age when the woman ruled the household and had more than one husband.
                                    tjmarshall57: hhmmmm
                                    tjmarshall57: it all points to a distant age when the matriarchal system prevailed, and the brother was his sister’s guardian. In Little Russia the brother’s sword is decked with the red berries of the rowan tree, red being the emblem of maidenhood.
                                    tjmarshall57: red fruit sync!
                                    tjmarshall57: no wonder I threw the cherries away!
                                    tjmarshall57: ahahahahha!
                                    franci_free: oh hrllo
                                    franci_free: goodness
                                    franci_free: will need to read back
                                    tjmarshall57: hahahah oh there you are
                                    franci_free: well what a complicated theme
                                    tjmarshall57: haahah well
                                    franci_free: you will have to write about the wedding
                                    tjmarshall57: the key to the whole thing is that everyone was so drunk that nobody can remeber any of it aftrwards
                                    franci_free: hahahah
                                    franci_free: great!
                                    tjmarshall57: thats my angle, I think
                                    franci_free:
                                    tjmarshall57: and s few things fit perfectly
                                    tjmarshall57: the red fruit
                                    tjmarshall57: the time of year
                                    tjmarshall57: the drunkeness, Sean will love that
                                    franci_free: the splotches?
                                    tjmarshall57: well, nobody will remeber that
                                    tjmarshall57: afterwards

                                    #1999

                                    In reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud

                                    TracyTracy
                                    Participant

                                      Created growing,
                                      Received truth.
                                      :yahoo_big_grin:Grin!:yahoo_big_grin:
                                      F-our-LOVE
                                      :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart:

                                      #2115

                                      In reply to: Snooteries

                                      EricEric
                                      Keymaster

                                        I daresay the Cloud is agreening with the Snootie Cutie:

                                        Aspects (of the) front (leave you) wondering mostly. (The Snoot) smiled (and) next, (had His) face soft. Remember… (these hints) work (…) yesterday yourself seems give later (the) world(‘s best) dragon doctor

                                        Honey, (most) creatures (like the) mouse wanted human earth (like illite). Dead indeed soon others follow…

                                        #2114

                                        In reply to: Snooteries

                                        The SnootThe Snoot
                                        Participant

                                          Dear Balls

                                          The Snoot is giving you this link to a balancing material of this earth .
                                          Thou canst use it to cleanse thy inner being as it is well atuned to the vibration of the freeflow of your inner organs.
                                          Thou canst also apply it on your face and appreciate the softness of thy being, though thou wilst never have as soft a skin as the liquid fur of the Snoot ;;)

                                          The Grreeen Sn :yahoo_sick: :yahoo_sick: t

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