Captain Mar-Vell

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To want is to feel a lack.

Perhaps feeling a lack, a lack is what essentially manifests.

To feel one's life is abundant, perhaps abundance is what manifests.

It seems to me there is some process such as this at work.

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I too thought those black knight images quite arresting, if genuine.

I don't know whether I should mention this.

When I was small, I had a "dream" about being visited by silver figures like the solway firth spaceman.

In my "dream" I grew afraid and shouted at them to leave.

They did so.

I don't often speak of that.

on edit: I just noticed the real time chat function on this site. Nice.

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I don't even want to read about such awfulness.

The real illuminates are humble men who live quietly and anonymously on little means, and little thought for self.

Well, probably.

For the most part.

I still don't want to read about the awfulness.

I'm celibate to varying degrees.

Sorry. I didn't read the thread, only the title.

Certainly it reminds one of other stories, doesn't it?

It doesn't bear thinking about.

I bet there are some genuine adepts out there on welfare benefits just trying to er be of benefit.

Who live like poor lonely hermits still.

Vestal virgins on the radio.

Turning a whiter shade of pale.

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Isn't it just the fundamentalists that are the problem really?

Of every stripe?

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That fish fryer one mighty magus.

On edit: You're just distracting me! I've got poems to publish! For the benefit of Mankind!

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Ha ha ha ha ha ha.

I might as well be sittin' in front of the telly watchin' Harry Hill!

As long as the cat wasn't hurt.

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My fave on smooth radio at the moment.

Elton John - Rocket Man.

I like to sing that on karaoke, sometimes.

But I might try Son of a Preacher Man next time.

We could turn it up a little, do a little staff twirling to this one...

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Apophenia.

Pareidolia.

Synaesthesia.

Kinaesthesia is it? Something like it. I'll look it up later maybe.

The above are strange phenomena.

Some of them indicative of psychic ability, I believe.

And the Language of the Birds.

Tweet tweet.

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Perhaps experiences such as yours taomeow, and I share similar if not identical experiences with words and word meanings, are connected with, is it called the alchemical language of the birds, or somesuch?

Perhaps it is just a general ability to look at information in a creative way.

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I read your link Seth Ananda.

Hmm.

Fight Club.

Never seen it.

I don't need 3 seconds to think about it.

I might need more than 3 seconds to say it.

And I am about it.

In a round about sort of Way.

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I was looking for the scene from the movie Bedazzled where Dudley Moore sings "Want me, love me," and the girls go wild.

Then Peter Cook (the Devil) sings, "I don't want you, leave me alone," and the girls leave Dudley and start to go even wilder around Cook instead.

Poor old Dudley!

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Wise words from turtleshell and Jadespear.

To live in relationship can be the most difficult thing.

And you are all awesome and I love you.

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I'm in awe of the Son of The Gods.

Seriously.

Hey Son.

I blow a lot of light bulbs.

I make lights flicker all over and get shocks off everything but then I'm quite sweaty at the moment.

But I don't know what I am doing.

I never did.

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On superpowers;

A strange form of intermittent omniscience.

In fact it can be quite unpleasant.

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I'd love to found a school for creative writing or something. Wouldn't that be nice?

I thought of a name.

No, not that!

Ha ha ha.

What about Universal College of the Illuminating Eye?

Er..

U C I E

You see!

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Herald's gotta herald.

I hope I'm doing this right.

Belief is key.

Yes.

And Will.

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Oh wow.

I'm not used to that sort of thing!

Your words mean everything to me.

Every Thing.

First of all many apologies if I say odd things, I am a naturally gifted shaman and things happen. Don't hesitate to let me know if my contributions are not welcome.

Lastly.

I've not met you face to face,
I know not what you look like
And yet, because our souls communicate
In an intimate way
I am proud to call you
My brother and my Friend.

Love, Manitou

You do now, kiddo!

What fun this all is!

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I think we ought to be more concerned the Creator might debunk us.

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A gentle jig.

I like it!

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Steppenwolf!

Turn it up man!

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My grumbling stomach tells me I need to find food even though I have inner happiness.

So I'm off to buy some vegetarian pastries.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uKVp-atyiVA

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Yeah thas right.

Whilst incarcerated in a mental hospital with some memory confusion, my brother brought me a book in which the opening scene the protagonist finds himself in exactly the same situation, which he extricates himself from with a mix of charm, deceit, cunning, and violent action.

I decided I would just do what the staff told me to.

It's not like I'm crazy or anything.

I have no doubt my brother was oblivious to the connection.

I didn't want to flabber his gast too much by pointing it out.

Nine Princes.

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