Welcome to party..

Thanks Flux, your mind is surely welcome to this orgie. We need more ppl like Flux cos there is only one rule in here: Closed minds gets nothing.
Open minds gets every thing..
And I think its time to have some fun now..
Bye the way Im listening music for the Higher State of Consciousness at the moment under influence of..Higher State of Consciousness ..and
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Oops...did I said everything. NO, just getting started..but "If you need to ask you don´t need to know.."

Cheers

"God gave men both a penis and a brain, but unfortunately not enough blood supply to run both at the same time."
- Robin Williams, commenting on the Clinton/Lewinsky affair

I guess I'm slow. Let me catch up. Between the dry rot, holed-up rats and entropy, my brain hurts. Nice description. I can see the island from here.

love the description of your mind, lizard. can i come visit? i'll bring the wine,

my mind is filled with contradictions dancing & balancing.

it loves to spring up, throbbing with energy, and explore new fun exotic places, bringing exciting experiences and gasping pleasures previously undreamt of to trusted friends...

it loves to lounge and relax in a posh environment, enticing and tickling new experiences to wash over and through it, to discover parts of itself it didn't even know were there, to be swept along for a wild ride...

it loves to breathe...

in..

and out...

Your brain has twice the saturated fat of the buttah-like substitutes?

I have to wear a hat to keep my head from exploding...and that fool Tiaka keeps threatening to beat the hat out of me. Not certain how the hat /on/ me can be beaten /out/ of me but nevertheless I take it as a personal attack to my exploding head issues.

Though some people like exploding heads...

Man, my mind is so ready for an orgie, I need to go get some sleep...

The part of me that questions what happens when two minds are there, or even one will make no difference. we will never know the answer nor the question. why should there be any questions and answers.?.?

like so many things what's on my mind doest quite print out a mirror copy in yours... so with a little bit of editing.. i was able to concentrate the actual.................

opening the double doors infinite divine
a 1600th century castle would so bee mind
Full of carefully placed hidden treasures
dancing in the shadows of crescent sun sparkles
giving into a darkened desire to form an angelic suspension
thought mulling over one another
envisioning bye n bye a tear separation
all too often lending words to describe
this in between space
where no words were meant to define
given a brief life but never spoken
enciphered carefully a past's present
bearing fruitful gifts to a backpedaling
circle familiar
around n go round
coming back to a similar spot
where light defines the beckoning
difference between what is and what is not

My mind's like an Etch a Sketch:
It started as a blank slate.
If you twiddle the right buttons you can create an image.
When shaken you can create a new image, but if you look closely you can still see the old images etched onto the backside.
Oh yeah, sometimes the shaking it is the most fun part.

so you're intimate with Heterocephalys Glaber!

Who?-AH!
Couldnt get access to bulletin board,
but I was about to say:
Whoah!

I almost forgot...plenty of gravity free lovin...

welcome to the ye ole taco hut,

where the re-fried bean reins supreme =)

juju!...if she had a mind it would have saved her from flying away...she is gone now and looks really good for being a few million years old...good thing she fashioned her light body during her meditation practices....

oh juju!

[sooo late in the game here.]

my mind, well... let's say the flesh that surrounds the mind is a low ball glass, perched on a side table in a smoky lounge. good bourbon once filled this glass. now only a sip or two of the brown liquid is left, mixed with bits of ash from too many cigarettes. still, if you look closely, you can see the vibrations of the music, rippling and dancing on the murky water.

My mind is... Different, every few hours.
When I'm feeling manic, it bouces all over the place at lightning speed, a million new ideas at every second and I have to strain to focus on just one. When I am feeling down and sepressive (bi-polar) I approach a not-unpleasant catatonia where everything is still and quiet mind is achieved. Coming out of it always starts with my internal dialogue coming from two different people. One who protects my center and lives in that silent place, the one who takes care of my heart and the one who smiles shyly at a cxute girl passing by. The other is loud, abrasive, and always a little angry with me, just enough to push me back into action and get things done. I don't think i would be whole right now without either one.
When I am feeling balanced, I ask the dialogue what I should do and I shut it off to get it done. Zen work, chop wood and carry water. To say my mind goes off on tangents would be quite an understatement... I like to go out for long walks or rides, let my mind wander and talk to myself, and I come pursue one thing until it (or I) cracks and I can go around collecting all the little peices and write them all down.
Balanced, manic, depressive, and "not at home" are the states I fluctuate between. I am not whole, all of the time.

Oh fuck, my mind is on fire!