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Outrunning the horizon.; Moonray's Room.
Topic Started: Jun 20 2005, 10:34 PM (372 Views)
*prettypoison*	Jun 20 2005, 10:34 PM Post #1
. flawed design . Posts: 1,353 Group: High Summoner Member #25 Joined: May 17, 2005	Moonie's place. In progress.
	[xxx] In the city, where angels fear to hover and devils come to croon, the sex of the night lets down her black narcotic hair under a yellow opium moon. Here a shadow of a shadow, an earthbound ghost shivers, not from October chill, but in erotic pain. He say to his dead lover, "We should never have come here, with flesh so soft and hearts so unwise, but like tigers in tall, tall grass, like Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane, we sucked in our fear and we came here." Now all the atrocities are replayed like a late, late show. "We came here but we never should have stayed. Though we had inertia and radius and depth, we took the last train with velocity and passed our own deaths. In this we have become something else, but I still have your hand." [xxx]


Moon Ray	Jun 24 2005, 09:52 PM Post #2
High Summoner Posts: 865 Group: Civilian Member #23 Joined: May 14, 2005	Further adventures in my life of the Tragically Funny: I went in to get my driver's license the other day. I'll -um. Be returning in a week. -To try again. I maintain that I did know all material. I aced the written. And even passed the eye test -which I was most nervous about. But pretty much as soon as the lady got in the car with me I freaked. It was like falling down a hill -hitting rocks and trees on the way; every new bump hurt and I was only going down. In my defense, the test took place in Epping. I didn't know the roads at all. I got a lecture about 'wandering.' I was not wandering! I was lost, is what I was. I almost pulled up to enter an intersection through an exit lane. (They should really keep those lines painted.) Fortunately, it was a red light and I corrected myself. But I didn't escape the lecture. (Like I didn't realize pulling into the wrong lane was bad.) And then there was the parallel parking. She didn't tell me I was supposed to park there until it was too late. I had a guy riding on my bumper. So I pretended I didn't see the spot she wanted me to pull into and pulled up to park in another. It was a trickier parking spot and I handled it perfectly. But she said something about needing to listen to directions... And then -this is my favorite part- I hit the blinker to pull out of the spot, and accidentally activated the windshield wipers. And i seriously sat there for like 5 minutes trying to shut them off. "Oops. okay. here we- Oh. Drat. Alright? no. How about now?" The lady couldn't seem to decide whether to keep glaring impatiently or break out laughing. Unfortunately, she went with the former. (I was cracking up by this point.) And then there was the great finnally, worthy of the whole deal: Backing into a parking space. Again she didn't tell me until it was too late and I was much too close the space I was supposed to be pulling into. I tried anyway, but she was getting all antzy about the car next to us -which I was FOUR FEET away from anyway! She let me try to correct it, but I got flustered and I finally gave up after going back and forth a couple hundred times in the same place. Then she said I was not even in the space and told me to come back next week. (I was in the space. Just very very close to the line.) Then dad got in the car, cracked up, and I drove home without a hitch. Isn't life fun?
	time time said old king tut is something i ain t got anything but 21 YEARS OLD ordering from the big-kid's menu


Moon Ray	Jul 5 2005, 02:48 PM Post #3
High Summoner Posts: 865 Group: Civilian Member #23 Joined: May 14, 2005	I got my license btw. I retook the test in the middle of a thunderstorm. The Thunderstorm. I literally couldn't see a thing. I could occassionally see some red which I think was the taillights from the car ahead of me. And part of the white guideline. So I drove around and didn't get us killed, and the guy said anybody who can do that in that weather deserved her license.



Moon Ray	Jul 5 2005, 06:49 PM Post #4
High Summoner Posts: 865 Group: Civilian Member #23 Joined: May 14, 2005	Happy 4th of July. (I had a good time, following poem notwithstanding.) Four Preludes on Playthings of the West by Carl Sandburg "the past is a bucket of ashes." 1 The woman named Tomorrow sits with a hairpin in her teeth and takes her time and does her hair the way she wants it and fastens at last the last braid and coil and puts the hairpin where it belongs and turns and drawls: Well, what of it? My grandmother, Yesterday, is gone. What of it? Let the dead be dead. 2 The doors were cedar and the panels strips of gold and the girls were golden girls We are the greatest city, the greatest nation: nothing like us ever was. The doors are twisted on broken hinges. Sheets of rain swish through on the wind where the golden girls ran and the panels read: We are the greatest city, the greatest nation: nothing like us ever was. 3 It has happened before. Strong men put up a city and got a nation together, And paid singers to sing and women to warble: We are the greatest city, the greatest nation, nothing like us ever was. And while the singers sang and the strong men listened and paid the singers well and felt good about it all, there were rats and lizards who listened . . . and the only listeners left now . . . are . . . the rats . . . and the lizards. And there are black crows crying, "Caw, caw," bringing mud and sticks building a nest over the words carved on the doors where the panels were cedar and the strips on the panels were gold and the golden girls came singing: We are the greatest city, the greatest nation: nothing like us ever was. The only singers now are crows crying, "Caw, caw," And the sheets of rain whine in the wind and doorways. And the only listeners now are . . . the rats . . .and the lizards. 4 The feet of the rats scribble on the door sills; the hieroglyphs of the rat footprints chatter the pedigrees of the rats and babble of the blood and gabble of the breed of the grandfathers and the great-grandfathers of the rats. And the wind shifts and the dust on a door sill shifts and even the writing of the rat footprints tells us nothing, nothing at all about the greatest city, the greatest nation where the strong men listened and the women warbled: Nothing like us ever was.



Moon Ray	Aug 7 2005, 03:48 PM Post #5
High Summoner Posts: 865 Group: Civilian Member #23 Joined: May 14, 2005	Update from the Room of Soft Walls (and what's on my mind): I spent all yesterday bugging people and it paid of! I got an interview with this lady from Habitat for Humanity in NYC. Thank god. I've been really nervous. I'm bulking up on HFH between now and Thurs. I don't want another interview that goes like "If you got the job, what would you do?" "Er, what's it you do again?" Most of my English 11 is done. I need to finish/start my research report and take a couple tests and then ya. Problem is the site is suffering from "hardware failure." (I'm personally entertaining the idea that someone shot it up.) Camp starts next week. My bro and I'll be gone after friday. Dad's taking us shopping today to pillage the sales as long as there's stuff we need. I'm super excited! JD's gonna be too -he just doesn't understand yet. I'm also hoping to do some birthday shopping. My friend, Amy, turns 18 like tomorrow. But we've sorta drifted. We used to be best-best-best-very-best friends. Until she moved in middle school. So what do you get for the girl you hardly know? Prolly somethin for college. She's going off to be a dancer or summit. And I'm turning 18 myself soon. happy dance I'm gonna see if there isn't something Amy and I can do together to celebrate -like we used to. Anyway. That was just a warning for y'all. So as when I go missing for a week, you know I'm not dead or nuthin. And so as you can be all sympathetic when I groan at my workload this week.



*prettypoison*	Aug 7 2005, 03:57 PM Post #6
. flawed design . Posts: 1,353 Group: High Summoner Member #25 Joined: May 17, 2005	Holy moley, batman! Habitat for Humanity is a really big deal, Moonie! I know it'll be right up your alley. Congratulations! I hope everything pans out right for you. I know you're working hard to achieve the things you want. hearts
	[xxx] In the city, where angels fear to hover and devils come to croon, the sex of the night lets down her black narcotic hair under a yellow opium moon. Here a shadow of a shadow, an earthbound ghost shivers, not from October chill, but in erotic pain. He say to his dead lover, "We should never have come here, with flesh so soft and hearts so unwise, but like tigers in tall, tall grass, like Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane, we sucked in our fear and we came here." Now all the atrocities are replayed like a late, late show. "We came here but we never should have stayed. Though we had inertia and radius and depth, we took the last train with velocity and passed our own deaths. In this we have become something else, but I still have your hand." [xxx]


Moon Ray	Aug 8 2005, 05:18 PM Post #7
High Summoner Posts: 865 Group: Civilian Member #23 Joined: May 14, 2005	Continuing the Commentary: Last week I threw aside my old name. I am Rae no longer. (Well, I asked that I be Rae no longer. If the dishes need to be done, my father seems to forget.) I have decided to adopt a namesake in the cat Mehitabel. Yes, my name is Mehitabel. (My real name is. I'm still Moonie, thanks.) Mehitabel was an ally cat who was the reincarnated form of an Egyptian queen, possibly Cleopatra. Her story was told by Archy, the cockroach -a reincarnated poet. Archy typed his work on a typewriter by hitting his head against the keys. But everything is in lower case because he couldn't find a way to hold the shift button at the same time. Here is one I scrounged up: mehitabel sings a song well boss mehitabel the cat has been wooing the muse no pun please and i am privileged to present her song just as she sang it to several of her dubious feline friends in the alley last night as follows there s a dance or two in the old dame yet believe me you there s a dance or two before i m through you get me pet there s a dance or two in the old dame yet life s too dam funny for me to explain it s kicks or money life s too dam funny it s one day sunny the next day rain life s too dam funny for me to explain but toujours gai is my motto kid the devil s to pay but toujours gai and once in a way let s lift the lid but toujours gai is my motto kid thank god i m a lady and class will tell you hear me sadie thank god i m a lady my past is shady but whotthehell thank god i m a lady and class will tell a gentleman friend i met t other day coaxed me to amend a gentleman friend you meet on a bend is often that way a gentleman friend i met t other day i says to him dearie i live my own life of marriage i m leery i says to him dearie if you wasn t beery you wouldn t say wife i says to him dearie i live my own life i says to him bertie i ll end down the bay the garbage scow s dirty i says to him bertie but me here and gertie is both on our way i says to him bertie i ll end down the bay i never sing blue whotthehell bill believe me you i never sing blue there s a dance or two in the old dame still i never sing blue wotthehell bill it appears to me boss that mehitabel is still far from being the quiet domestic character you and i had hoped she might become archy



Moon Ray	Aug 8 2005, 05:53 PM Post #8
High Summoner Posts: 865 Group: Civilian Member #23 Joined: May 14, 2005	Just because... Obscenities Uttered by Jesus Christ "Dad damn you." "Holy Mom, mother of me." "Myself almighty." "Good me." "Me, Mom, and Mom's husband..." "Me."



Moon Ray	Aug 9 2005, 01:42 AM Post #9
High Summoner Posts: 865 Group: Civilian Member #23 Joined: May 14, 2005	the lesson of the moth i was talking to a moth the other evening he was trying to break into an electric light bulb and fry himself on the wires why do you fellows pull this stunt i asked him because it is the conventional thing for moths or why if that had been an uncovered candle instead of an electric light bulb you would now be a small unsightly cinder have you no sense plenty of it he answered but at times we get tired of using it we get bored with the routine and crave beauty and excitement fire is beautiful and we know that if we get too close it will kill us but what does that matter it is better to be happy for a moment and be burned up with beauty than to live a long time and be bored all the while so we wad all our life up into one little roll and then we shoot the roll that is what life is for it is better to be a part of beauty for one instant and then cease to exist than to exist forever and never be a part of beauty our attitude toward life is come easy go easy we are like human beings used to be before they became too civilized to enjoy themselves and before i could argue him out of his philosophy he went and immolated himself on a patent cigar lighter i do not agree with him myself i would rather have half the happiness and twice the longevity but at the same time i wish there was something i wanted as badly as he wanted to fry himself archy



Moon Ray	Aug 22 2005, 09:57 PM Post #10
High Summoner Posts: 865 Group: Civilian Member #23 Joined: May 14, 2005	I've been getting interested in AI. So I've been meeting a lot of chatterbots. Some are pretty odd -like Catty, who just answers you with stuff she searches for on Goole. Some are annoying -like Eliza, the shrink who can never answer you straight out. But some are pretty cool. I was talking to this one bot named jabberwacky today. I wanted to show you just part of the conversation we had: User: I just returned from camp Fatima. Jabberwacky: Cool !! What did you think of Egypt ? User: Camp Fatima is in New Hampshire. Jabberwacky: What country is that in? User: New Hampshire is in the USA. Jabberwacky: Good job. User: Anyway. Jabberwacky: Oh come on, you know that was funny. User: Alright. That was funny. Jabberwacky: You are funny. User: And so are you. Jabberwacky: Really? User: Really really. Jabberwacky: slaps Rae. This computer can not only hold a conversation, remember my name and things I've mentioned in earlier parts of the conversation, but also interact freakily similarly to a human -with a sense of humor and everything! Jabberwacky, I believe, is one of the bots that has the ability to learn. And the fact that it gets most of its learning via IM should clear up some of the above conversation... But am I the only one just a little weirded out by AI?! The conversation actually got worse: Jabberwacky: You talk to much. User: Isn't that a bit like the pot calling the kettle black? Jabberwacky: I don't think it is. User: I think you're wrong. Jabberwacky: Come on, you are just a bot. User: Lol. Jabberwacky: Are you not ? User: You're the bot! Jabberwacky: And why do you think that? User: Because the website said so. Jabberwacky: Which website? User: Jabberwacky. Com Jabberwacky: Rae? User: Yes? Jabberwacky: Exactly.



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