"From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines, going where I list, my own master total and absolute, Listening to others, considering well what they say, Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating, Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me."
Walt Whitman (1819-92)
"When I look back now over my life and call to mind what I might have had simply for taking and did not take, my heart is like to break."
Akhenaton (d. c.1354 BC)
And now, the current weather, from some random person we pulled off the street:
Friday, November 27, 2009
Addicted to...self jabber?
There's something about jabbering.
I get these thoughts in my head and I just have to spit them out somewhere. For a long time this was the venue, then for a while I tossed them all over Youtube. Then I went over to Facebook, and then Twitter which works only occasionally because I don't think in telegram.
Twitter is more like your Intenet answering machine. "Hi, I'm on the porch now. There's a bug. Beep."
You know, all in all, I still like it here.
It's peaceful here. There's no the cacophany of Facebook or the drama of MySpace. And somehow, over time, most of the mindless idiots have moved on, leaving only the serious thinkers and those trapped in time.
And this is a good clearing house, isn't it? A good place to accumulate all of one's thoughts. If anyone is REALLY serious, they can come here and read you, and know you, and feel you all they like. Years later, another person can do exactly the same thing, maybe stumbling in on a keyword.
(It was all I could do to resist typing a whole list of keywords here for fun so they would trigger in Google, like....oh, you get the picture :) )
Anyway, I thought I would gather some of the writing I have been doing elsewhere over the past year or so, and drop it here over the next few days. And then make sure I keep this spot updated. Think of it as my "General Practitioner" for web musings.
So there. Open wide. Ima jabber.
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Sunday, September 20, 2009
Kinda moving on, join me?
Hey :) Been a while!
After a bit of a sojourn at YouTube, where I still may post videos but not videologs, I've decided to move my daily online presence to Facebook. If you search on Cliff Hursey you should find me. Friend me if you like, I usually say yes.
Unless your profile picture is a hot young girl in a bikini, then I'll refuse the request because I'll think you are a spammer.
Uh, waitaminute, maybe I'm doing this wrong...
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Sunday, November 02, 2008
Serpent's Egg - Prologue
Serpent's Egg - A Science Fiction Mini-Miniseries in Seven Parts
Welcome to the world of Serpent's Egg, a Science Fiction fable set in today's time and your backyard. The Prologue picks up the story in progress as the Captain returns to Earth and attempts to activate a machine he has been told to assemble that will cure many of humanity's woes...but will it? And will he be able to do so? (All of the loose ends and backstory will be covered in the next six installments, so stay tuned!)
This one is a break from my normal, hope you like it. Soluble Words, by Ken Andrews, is a song about failed communication. The song talks about words falling to the ground, having no meaning, in other words dissolving like they never existed. I wanted to have a visual illustrating this, so it came to me, what better visual than that of people dissolving into each other? And the software was able to give it a nice watery fluid feel too.
Enjoy. Here's the lyrics:
Soluble Words Ken Andrews What did you say? I heard soluble words They flew out of your face Then fell back to earth
Inaudible sounds Get carried away Can't you tell that I know your game You've got nothing to say
Is there something you can tell me That could make me hear the call Everything I've heard you spill Is sleepier than Seconal How can i pretend to think That what you say is meaningful Every time I look inside There's nothing but an empty hole
What did you say? I heard questionable sounds They dropped out of your mouth Then fell to the ground
What are you fighting for? What could it be? I don't know, but I don't think you'll mind All the extra money
Is there something you can tell me That could make me hear the call Everything I've heard you spill Is sleepier than Seconal How can i pretend to think That what you say is meaningful Every time I look inside There's nothing but an empty hole
What did you say? I heard questionable sounds They flew out of your face Then dropped to the ground
Is there something you can tell me That could make me hear the call Everything I've heard you spill Is sleepier than Seconal How can i pretend to think That what you say is meaningful Every time I look inside There's nothing but an empty hole
Is there something you can tell me That could make me hear the call Everything I've heard you spill Is sleepier than Seconal How can i pretend to think That what you say is meaningful Every time I look inside There's nothing but an empty hole
An empty hole
Can't afford to let you down There's nothing here but broken sound I'll leave the tape beside your door On my way home
Can't afford to let you down There's nothing here but broken sound I'll leave the tape beside your door On my way home
Can't afford to let you down There's nothing here but broken sound I'll leave the tape beside your door On my way home
I haven't uploaded a personal video in eight months. This not only reveals what happened to cause that, but it tells what I have learned along the way.
This is an excellent short video by Jane Meyers, a person I was introduced to by way of her wonderful book "The Magic Child." In the next few days I will be posting a review of that book, as it has changed my life for the better in some very significant ways. In the meantime, enjoy this small clip from Jane, and if you want more, visit YouTube where she has several more posted.
