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    “ As we have stated previously, these terms are quite limiting for explanation purposes. The terminology is not incorrect, by any means. It is only expressing a much, much smaller impression to you than, in actuality, these terms represent. If your interpretation of these terms is too literal, you may find yourself accepting concepts which have only been explained to you partially; for our explanation of concepts is only a minute portion of the entirety of any idea, or concept, or “doctrine.” Only playing, my friend! These concepts must be taken in at this present time, within your present understanding, to the intellect; and the intellect must be allowed to trigger the intuition, allowing a full circle of thought, so to speak; this full circle being a continuous flow of information to assimilation, to actualization, to creation”

    Patel

    Not AGAIN!! shouted Becky. For the past week every time she tried to open her blog page, it always opened on this old post of Patels. Usually, by a circuitous route, she did eventually manage to arrive on her most recent post…..but not today! That monkey Patel wouldn’t let Becky look at any other post but this.

    Funny coincidence really that she’d watched the cartoon last night called Madagascar, starrring Patel himself as King of the Lemurs. Becky had to laugh. A rave party of dancing lemurs on ecstasy!

    #1989

    In reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud

    ÉricÉric
    Keymaster

      HE managed NOT TO GET lost WITH THE spiders downstream,
      HIS exploration sense WAS NOW yellow, AND THAT opened SOME NEW thinking AND ideaS,
      HIS hands COULD easily CHANGE THE maleDICTION THAT HE’D seen,
      AND IT seemed A close light WOULD bounce FORTH
      ANNOUNCING SOMETHING fine AND soon great TO COME.

      #591

      Arona sat by herself just outside the cave. It was twilight hour, in between the dark and the light. She had awoken early, with a heaviness in her heart.

      Maybe I will just sit here for ever and ever and never move again, she mused, I will turn to stone, and they will make legends up about me, the strange stone girl of Malvina’s cave.

      Buckberry the little dragon ambled over and sat quietly next to her. He had been foraging in the half light for the buckberries which grew outside the entrance to the cave, and to which he was extremely partial. Arona reached out a hand, slowly, and petted him. She felt tears begin to form somewhere in the dark space behind her eyes, was it many tears or one endless tear? she wondered. The tear started falling from her right eye first. The left eye seemed more reluctant to cry, and when eventually a little trickle started down her face, she followed its watery path with interest.

      Light will come, said the voice kindly, can you feel it?

      The tear from her left eye had caught up now, Arona noticed, and was first to dampen the waiting earth.

      Buckberry and Arona sat for quite some time, communing in companionable silence, and both knew that morning a bond was formed that would not easily be broken.

      #590

      The dance was very intense and though he wasn’t exhausted. He could keep on doing that forever it seemed.

      :www:

      Georges-Irtak ware dancing-moving swiftly and with such grace and skill in the manipulation of the body consciousness. Irtak alone wouldn’t have thought some movements he was doing were possible for a human being. His bodies seemed so elastic and so changeable.

      His attention was so entranced by him-Georges that he couldn’t really feel what he was doing. He was open to himself and he was allowing the other part of himself to move his body and he was feeling in the body of him-Georges also. All that could have been so weird and overwhelming… but his previous practice with his dragon twins had been very useful. He was aware of the intense concentration of energy involved in Georges and the connections, deep and loving, with Salome were so bright and colorful.

      He-Georges turned their attention to Salome and send her deep waves of love and fun. She was his lover of many focuses and of many probabilities. Whatever that could mean.

      Heckle and Jeckle were suddenly turning around them and generating a mini-tornado of emerald and pink energy. This was facilitating their movements and their expansion to other dimensions.. he was feeling the veil between them thining so much… a side-step move and he would be…

      Stop!

      The energy feeling made him return in his body all at once. He was still aware of his dragons but his fantastic awareness was like a dim memory. How was he doing that before… This Georges seemed just familiar now, not mingle with him, though…

      You wouldn’t do that now Irtak, it’s too early

      Georges was smiling slyly. His amber eyes were quite hypnotic but Irtak was feeling centered now and focused in this now.

      You’ll learn all that in time… but for now let’s have some cheesy cakes

      #584

      Malika jotted down some notes on the chat window, depicting the images as they whizzed into her mind like the pages of a multicoloured flip-book

      “As she swam swiftly to regain the spot of her observation, she skimmed almost to the surface, and as she did, she saw lights. She surfaced and heard sounds that resembled the music that she and her sisters played.
      They held in their hands objects that projected sounds…

      :fleuron:

      As she swam swiftly to regain the spot of her observation, she skimmed almost to the surface, and as she did, she saw lights. She surfaced and heard sounds that resembled the music that she and her sisters played.
      They held in their hands objects that projected sounds, and their echoes in the waters were projecting harmonious symphonies that were carried miles across the waters.

      How odd that the sounds where so similar to the ones she had always known. But they were different, rasher, suffused of a violent nature which was so alien to the world she was coming from. It all was perplexing, and almost deafening to her. Her eyes getting slowly accustomed to the light could not yet perceive that there was no longer the life she’d felt on the strange floating body, but she knew it assuredly even without seeing it.

      She plunged back into the waters, to reattain the gliding peace and softness that she had been missing so much already, even though she had been out of it for barely a few moments.

      Where was the life she had felt… Gone in the strange world of the surface? She knew so little of that world, that she imagined that all their creatures could swim as easily in the airs as she could do in the waters. Was there a bottom to their environment?
      All of these questions were erupting and expanding in her mind, when a sudden feeling got her forthwith.

      She could feel him. Sinking slowly… and she could feel his pain inside, something else that was alien to her… He was so fascinating…
      She swam fleetly to where he was.
      She turned in small rounds around him, following closely his descent, not daring to touch him.
      So alien, yet so beautiful.

      She could communicate with him, as he was in something close to a deep slumber, and allowing for that exchange to happen. It was a breach of the rules, she knew.
      She had been told not to interfere with things from the surface, yet she was interfering already, and she’d always been doing it in a sense… At what point did that breach leapt from her imagination to reality? She couldn’t say…

      The light was casting a yellow radiance in the blue waters. A feeling of warmth and comfort surrounding them.
      He was telling her he was dying, yet he was comfortable. Time meant nothing…
      She conveyed to him that she could help him, bring him back to his floating station, where he could spring back into his world… She wanted to share so many things with him…

      #573
      TracyTracy
      Participant

        Becky couldn’t wait to hear what crazy thoughts Al had been having during the night, but she would have to wait. She had a busy day ahead, Christmas shopping. She sighed, and then remembered that if she went with the flow and chose gifts on impulse, she could hardly go wrong. In theory. :yahoo_tongue:

        #1986

        In reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud

        ÉricÉric
        Keymaster

          Word Cloud: told “reality follow thought, shape energy”

          #1984

          In reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud

          TracyTracy
          Participant

            TIME TO face THE words, LONG forgotten. Georges DIDN’T understand BUT SANSO noticed AND askED ABOUT THE trip. TED wondered ABOUT THE saloon, AND BECKY WONDERED ABOUT DR bronklehampton AND ALL THAT money. CLUES within key POINTS following huge COMMENTS, ALL happening NOW. A NICE round read gave ME AN INSIGHT TO THE times OF THE story THIS morning.

            :yahoo_idk:

            #1983

            In reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud

            TracyTracy
            Participant

              THE book, OR THE story HAD MANY aspects. sam AND everyone INCLUDING THE family WERE behind AND COULDN’T tell WHICH body WAS perfect AND WHICH WAS blue. SO MANY synch’S caught MY EYE, AND ALL WERE key. WHATEVER age YOU ARE, A random READ IS QUITE AN experience. ALL eyes ARE able TO SEE THE light, WHETHER IT BE lemon, god OR whatever. A huge followING, full OF nice focused structures.

              :yahoo_applause:

              #1851
              bridgybridgy
              Participant

                Hi Jib and All ..i am following your shared links for to know more about the yellow princess…
                now i am here at page 1 of 8 .. and am curious as ..what ? :-) where i find page 2 – – – – > 3 – – – >4 – — – >5
                or i impression this number is the space at this page fort he further story unfolding (?)
                oky let me know that and also if there is a link to feeds(for to see when updated) .. and is that the story you alone create or is it allowed to make entries .
                sigh … :-) ! at least i am happy to be here now !
                by :games:

                good night to all, :heart: bridgy

                #1982

                In reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud

                TracyTracy
                Participant

                  YOU’LL BE following yourself BEFORE YOU GET started, WEARING THAT wig, Rose. Come HERE! TINA pulled IT OFF moments LATER, within SIGHT OF EVERYONE. THEY ALL smiled BUT everyone WAS cool. (Maevel WASN’T surpriseD TO BE creating handsOME perfect AND weird CHARACTERS.)

                  IT seemed THE PERFECT synch WHEN blue joe THE action MAN, KNOWN TO bed EVERY known HUMAN skin IN TOWN ~ WITH NO particular PREFERENCE ~ WAS FOUND getting A faceLIFT TO help IMPROVE HIS laugh.

                  Given THAT sam’S FACE HAD weatherED ALOT TOO, tracy WAS full OF thoughtS OF GAINING fair points FOR A BIT OF magic. HER quiet friends, AS WELL AS HERself, HAD bookED THE APPOINTMENT. Nothing, NOT EVEN THE WEIRD aspects OF THE days, easily FORGOTTEN, COULD SHAKE THE focuses understandING.

                  Images IN THE sky APPEARED, AND THEY wondered ABOUT THE STRANGE sound…….

                  #569

                  It had not been easy to convince his parents. His mother especially…
                  As a matter of fact, he had failed to convince them at all, and Tomkin had to decide by himself whether he wanted to follow Badul and his crew in his quest for unknown mysteries.

                  Tomkin had left a short written message for the Sharples, to tell them that they needn’t worry, and all would be fine.

                  Badul had decided to split his crew in two, having Austor in charge of the boats while he would go with a handful of trusted men by land.
                  Apparently, the young boy was aware of one portal which was close to their current location. This one was not part of the main network and was operating unknowingly to the officials. Its size was small, and travels were regulated by a local governor who used it for his clandestine business.
                  It was located deeper inside the lands of Golfindely, and the mountainous area of highlands planted with luxuriant trees made its access difficult.

                  Despite the boy’s initial reluctance at leading them to this place, Badul was determined to go, and very quickly Tomkin was excited at the opportunity to finally travel as he always had wanted to. It wouldn’t be by sea for now, but as Captain Bone said, every journey starts with one step.

                  #1976

                  In reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud

                  F LoveF Love
                  Participant

                    Worry … dark, floating
                    often deep.
                    Moon seems noticed
                    calling Armelle
                    apparently loved, understood
                    slowly wandering, beautiful … follow.
                    Wanted change!
                    Quiet, opened, wondering.
                    Happening became important,
                    easily smiled, dancing, random
                    Looking. Seeing.

                    :fleuron:

                    Book started change, needed funny truth

                    #556
                    F LoveF Love
                    Participant

                      Chris! you look terrible! Nurse Bellamy, momentarily startled by Dr Bronklehampton’s unkempt appearance, lapsed into first name basis. Dr Bronklehampton always insisted that a certain level of protocol be observed, except in their more intimate moments of course.

                      But today he did not even seem to notice her small indiscretion. Nurse Bellamy was perplexed.

                      I’ll bring you a nice glass of warm coconut milk, and you’ll be right as rain, she said hopefully. As she turned to go a bandaged figure propped up against the wall caught her eye. The apparition was made even more surreal by the addition of a bright yellow wig on it’s head. She screamed, clutching her hand to her bosom.

                      Oh my God!, what is it! she exclaimed in startled surprise.

                      A Mummy of course, what does it look like? answered Dr Bronklehamptom in a listless voice.

                      :fleuron:

                      Chris Bronklehampton stared at the Mummy, and wondered how things could have gone so horribly wrong. All he had ever wanted was to do something good for mankind. Well that isn’t quite true, Chris is it, hmmm really? Weren’t you after a bit of fame and fortune as well?

                      You won’t get away with this, you know, said the Mummy.

                      #550

                      Alarmed by the sound of the explosion, Mrs Butterbutt rushed out of her office.

                      What the hell are they doing again? If it’s these dirty sons of …

                      She censored her thought as she was about to burst out in anger, she was so focused on that prout farting Mc Gaughran that as she opened the door of the main room, her face was that of a fury…. but as soon as she saw what had happened, she heard the laugh of Little Joe followed by all the drunkards and the sissy cow boys of that town. Her loud laugh soon joined with the others… she managed to calm down and talked to the juicy Aldous.

                      — Oh you’re going to pay for all that mess, behave Mc Gaugran, you could have refrained from shitting on you!

                      She couldn’t help but burst into laughter again.

                      #543

                      The bal room was ready. Malvina was looking around and decided that all was perfect now
                      She felt the subtle ripples of her friends energy. Sam was waiting patiently their arrival.

                      The east wall just blurred and began to glow lightly of deep teal and emerald shades, blended in a beautiful and quite creative whirlpool.

                      Malvina just moved her attention on the encoding of her hair and shift slightly some hue to express a dark stary night, sparkling and full of mystery.

                      A thrill went through her body as she saw Georges and Salome emerge from the wall… and she burst into laughter at the sight of the marmoset which was looking at her with such a big smile :face-monkey:

                      Her laugh rippled through the crystals of the cave, making their light iridescent and swinging.

                      WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! A giant disco ball :bounce: just for us.

                      Georges couldn’t stop laughing and began dancing as Salome was generating a peppy and swinging music… he was all jumping and swirling, and Sam was jumping all around, barking at him with joy.

                      — What the hell, began Leörmn but he was fascinated.

                      And that’s when a wavy Irtak entered the discave with his 2 dragons… they immediately changed shape and began to swirl around with Georges, and Irtak was wondering if he was dreaming or if it was another process in his discovery… he was feeling as if he was dancing as the man-Georges. :yahoo_hypnotized: His body just started moving following the movements of Georges and they were just one.

                      #1970

                      In reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud

                      Jib
                      Participant

                        leormn liked became yellow

                        elikozoe mind thought saloon tried cool parents

                        #515

                        That Abe sure is ugly as a burnt boot and crazier than a run over coon, aint he, said Isadora, one of the saloon girls who Twilight didn’t cotton on to much. The other girls laughed.

                        Twilight was real fond of old Abe, and truth was she was feeling right tetchy and pernikity and itching for a fight, and she weren’t much in the mood for dancing that night.

                        And your brain cavity wouldn’t make a drinkin cup for a canary Isadora. So why don’t you just shut that big old stupid mouth of yours before everyone cottons on to the fact that you are studying to be a half-wit.

                        Why you are nothing but a no-good little strumpet, screeched Isadora, lunging at Twilight and trying to grab her blond wig. Twilight stepped nimbly out of the way.

                        And you aint nothing but a stupid little buckle bunny, taunted Twilight. You got nothing better to do then follow those rodeo fellows around?

                        Snakes Alive! exclaimed Madame Butterbutt. Will you both hold yer tongues and stop yer bitching. And will you get a hurry on Twilight. Yer ain’t even dressed yet.

                        Isadora started crying. That Twilight started it, she snivelled.

                        Sooner i get rid of this damn one horse town the better, muttered Twilight under her breath. She touched the jewelled dagger lodged between her breasts. Those damn liquor breath cowboys better not mess with me tonight.

                        Old Abe, propping up the bar, chuckled

                        #514
                        F LoveF Love
                        Participant

                          Arona curled up in front of the fire with little Yikesy. Vincentius was telling Yikesy one of his intriguing and colourful tales of far away, imaginary worlds …. there seemed to be men with toads and a girl who liked to dance and a strange blue bull creature that everyone wanted to get their hands on. To be quite honest, Arona couldn’t really follow it, but she loved the sound of Vincentius’ soothing voice. She sighed happily, it was so nice to be back.

                          #510

                          :multimedia: Marvin Scrozzezi was considering a script that had been sent to him by his friend.
                          Betty, his assistant, had insisted that he reads it…

                          Seeing his current movie, it couldn’t be any worse in any case.
                          The title of the script cracked him up.

                          Ogregan, the Origeans

                          Marvin giggled, almost spluttering his smoking chai on the script.

                          He started to read the first paragraphs.

                          FADE IN:
                          EXT. WOODS
                          A big humphing man plunges into the woods. Twigs slap at him,
                          but the sound of gunfires keeps him going. Sheriff Marshall is
                          taking the lead, but an auburn haired man plunges into the woods
                          before him, followed by one dark-haired one. They are obviously
                          brothers. The older one is ELVIN STREWN, he is following his
                          younger brother with the lopsided hair, JAY STREWN.
                          JAY is shooting at the fugitive, ALDO MC GALLIGAN, a local
                          mobster known as the OGREGAN.
                          
                          Gunfire explodes in trees near the STREWN brothers, shot at them
                          by MC GALLIGAN, and they dive and roll into hiding under a
                          palisade.

                          Interesting stuff, wonders Marvin… That mobster looks like a fascinating character…

                          Flipping though the script he found page 57 another catching bit of reading…

                           DISSOLVE TO:
                          EXT. PROSPERITY BANK ; SHOT of a Texan bank on a quiet street.
                          INT. PROSPERITY BANK
                          There are three customers, male. Enters a MOTHER and her SON.
                          TELLER#1: What can I do for you Mrs MC GALLIGAN?
                          MRS GALLIGAN to her SON who is drawing on her dress: ALDO, will
                          you keep still for a moment, good for nothing!

                          Pfff, Marvin sighed, feeling bored.
                          Not long after, he was sound asleep, snoring loudly on the comfortable chair.

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