I just wanted to sleep…

I’m drifting a way into a river full of dreams that runs into a waterfall that drops into an unknown galaxy. I can no longer tell if I’m here or there, if what I see is real or imagined. I imagine it’s an imagination but when does imagining end?

They told me it wouldn’t last forever and I asked them “what does?” They couldn’t answer me. The cybernetics that now made up 68.75% of my body was what they were alluding to wouldn’t last forever. The surgery was a success, as far as you could call becoming half machine a success.

My dreams were no longer my own and I had felt as though there was always someone watching me. I often times mistaken this new presence for God. The God I believed in before, I no longer knew if he, or it, was there.

I just wanted to sleep and not wake up until my body was back to the way it was when I was ten years old and growth was limitless.

After Sony, Every Startup Should Prepare For War

I’m going to write a completely separate op-ed article in regards to this.

The Realm Of Venture Circa 2014

Love the visual; saving for a future meditation

Those Special Berries: 100-Word Challenge Wk. #158

She loved it when I used the berries. She sees them now and her body is tantalized with the memories she can never again relive.

I can tell how much she misses me from the stares she takes at a bowl of mixed fruit filled with cherries, pineapples, slices of bananas, straw-, blue-, black-, goose-, rasp- and her favorite; huckleberries.

Those were her favorite because they were available in the local market near our log cabin in central Washington State, on the outskirts of Chester Morse Lake, where we would escape to share our birthday week that stretched from the end of August to the beginning of September.

The berries are now no longer useful as they were when I once lived albeit they will forever symbolize the passion of our deepest intimacies.

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Inspired by…

Let’s CUT The Crap posts, who has been following the 100-word challenge and invited me to join!

Forced Entry

A look into a woman’s rape fantasy.

Writing for free.

Those who know great literature when they see it are the women and men whose spirits have passed through these slowly decaying bodies over and over again, crafting a never ending story as we go along. You and I my friend have a spirit such as this.

The Capgras Delusion story idea

Inspired by The Capgras Delusion to write a short story or chapter about a character who suffers from this psychiatric disorder; however, uses it as a power in some way. The emotional hook is that it is caused by a brain lesion which gives him major headaches. The power goes stronger in exchange for his life force.

“The Capgras delusion (or Capgras syndrome) (pron: kăh′grah IPA:/ka·’grɑ:/)[1] is a disorder in which a person holds a delusion that a friend, spouse, parent, or other close family member has been replaced by an identical-looking impostor. The Capgras delusion is classified as a delusional misidentification syndrome, a class of delusional beliefs that involves the misidentification of people, places, or objects (usually not in conjunction).[2] It can occur in acute, transient, or chronic forms. Cases in which patients hold the belief that time has been “warped” or “substituted” have also been reported.[3]

The delusion most commonly occurs in patients diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia, but has also been seen in patients suffering from brain injury[4] and dementia.[5] It presents often in individuals with a neurodegenerative disease, particularly at an older age.[6] It has also been reported as occurring in association with diabetes, hypothyroidism and migraine attacks.[7] In one isolated case, the Capgras delusion was temporarily induced in a healthy subject by the drug ketamine.[8] It occurs more frequently in females, with a female:male ratio of 3:2.[9]

The information gathered from studying people with the Capgras delusion has important theoretical implications for understanding face perception and neuroanatomy in both healthy and unhealthy individuals.[2] It also poses some interesting epistemological questions about the nature of identity and belief.[10]

The Capgras delusion is named after Joseph Capgras (1873–1950), a French psychiatrist who first described the disorder in 1923 in his paper co-authored by Reboul-Lachaux,[11] on the case of a French woman, “Mme M.,” who complained that corresponding “doubles” had taken the places of her husband and other people she knew.[4] Capgras and Reboul-Lachaux first called the syndrome “l’illusion des sosies”, which can be translated literally as “the illusion of ‘doubles’…”[12]

The Capgras syndrome was initially considered a purely psychiatric disorder, the delusion of a double seen as symptomatic of schizophrenia, and purely a female disorder (though we now know this not to be the case[13]) often noted as a symptom of hysteria. Most of the proposed explanations initially following that of Capgras and Reboul-Lachaux were psychoanalytical in nature. It was not until the 1980s that attention was turned to the usually co-existing organic brain lesions originally thought to be essentially unrelated or accidental. Today the Capgras syndrome is understood as a neurological disorder, in which the delusion primarily results from organic brain lesions or degeneration.[14]”

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Moby Dick; or, The Whale by Herman Melville (1851) quotes

I’m finally reading this book! I find it to be quite exhilarating in comparison to all of the other authors and great american classics that I’ve read. This one has been one that I’ve heard so much about but have yet to actually endeavor myself with. Now that I have, and for class at that, I want to fully immerse myself into it and have a great experience with it. I will stockpile all of the quotes that I find to like from the book here in this post and do with them as I please for my all of my transcribing pleasures and delights.

The first of which, since I started doing this at chapter 5 is “They say that men who have seen the world, hereby become quite at ease in manner, quite self-possessed in company.”

This made me think of myself, for it has always been my inner dream to travel the world and converse with the natives and locals of each and every country. I wondered after I read it, if I would fall into that position of a traveled man myself becoming self-possessed.

Chapter six: “So omnipotent is art;”

Chapter eight: “No, thought I, there must be some sober reason for this thing; furthermore, it must symbolise something unseen.”

Chapter 32 “Cetology”: “exceptions might be taken to the name bestowed upon this whale, on the ground of its indistinctness. For we are all killers, on land and on sea; Bonapartes and Sharks included.”

Chapter 41: “declaring Moby Dick not only ubiquitous, but immortal (for immortality is but ubiquity in time);”

Chapter 41: “But vain to popularize profundities, and all truth is profound.”

ch.42: “Though bodily unharmed, it uttered cries, as some king’s ghost in supernatural distress.”

consternation: a sudden, alarming amazement or dread that results in utter confusion or dismay.

monomania: an inordinate or obsessive zeal for or interest in a single thing,idea, subject, or the like.

I will participate in this next year when I’m not enrolled in college !!!

The eNotes Blog

All you fellow writers out there know… tell anyone, anyone at all… the taxi driver, a sales clerk, your grandfather, what you do for a living and 50% of the time you will get  a version of the following: “A writer, huh? You know, I always thought I had a novel in me.” The other 50% of the time, you will get a variation of this response:  “I have always felt my life story would make a great book. I need to write that down soon.”

And who is to say that some of these people DON’T actually have a book inside them? (Well, we are pretty sure the gum-chomping girl at the Abercrombie does not, but then again, this is a real thing in the world.) During the month of November, you can tell those would-be writers, and perhaps yourself, to stop talking about it and really do it.

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Are You with the Banned?

This makes for a writers great study material.

The eNotes Blog

Banned Books Week is currently celebrating its 36th anniversary! This year’s theme, “Banning Books Silences Stories,” is a reminder that everyone needs to speak out against the tide of censorship.

Did you know that some of the best works of all time, and very often the ones you’ll have studied in school, have at one time or another been censored from the public? Did you know that the practice of censorship in literature still goes on today?

Yup, somewhere out there, a blinkered individual could actually be pondering at this very moment the dangers of a mind raised on an “occultist” story like Bridge to Terabithia, while someone of the same mindset argues that the bildungsroman The Perks of Being a Wallflower is “unsuited to a teenage audience.” Seriously.

And it’s not all Sex, by Madonna, Gossip Girl and l8r, g8r that are considered poised to corrupt our…

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