Compressed chat conversation

Archival. Themes I want to more fully explore.

4:47pm************
Bubble

4:47pmBonnie
hey you.

Sup?

4:48pm************
Not much over here, though. Planning the next Siren panting.

4:48pmBonnie
I see. I think you should do sometihng on the ancient sea goddess Ran.

She supposedly captured men who fell overboard and dragged them to their doom.

4:49pm************
MMMM, that sound fun.

4:49pmBonnie
Though it is often debated if she saved their souls in the process or not. Heh. Wiki her.

4:49pm************
Ha, that sounds like my day.

4:49pmBonnie
Karma-tastic. Heh. Theme and meme and stream all at once.

4:49pm************
I will and that is a great idea.

I think that karma is paying me back or

4:49pmBonnie
πŸ™‚ Happy to help. Anything to get you closer to my phoenix. (grin)

4:50pm************
is just making me see the possibilities.

Yes, I have been toying with that idea.

4:50pmBonnie
Aprophenia. Meaning is where you find it. (grin)

4:50pm************
Tough one, though, for to break the idea of the Phoenix is the trick.

4:51pmBonnie
break it?

4:51pm************
I plan too….now

4:51pmBonnie
oh honey… I can give you every inspiration on this theme you can imagine and more than a few you likely can’t. (chuckle) It’s my life totem.

Heraclitus. Unified opposites. Fire and the flux. Destruction as creation as progress.

4:52pm************
LOL, I have notice and it is refreshing to see this in people like you.

4:52pmBonnie
Perceived death as life journey, forever thinking of horrified ending only to discover wonderous beginning.

The process of destruction as the expression of transcendence.

4:53pm************
Question, you are highly educated or learned….no offense. I enjoy talking to you because you have a dual persona of cool and smart. πŸ™‚

4:53pmBonnie
Mobius strip. The infinite path that runs into the shadow of the unknown, the void that we fear. And the phoenix, eternally rising from it again and again, to the dismay and confusion of the world.

There was a question?

4:53pm************
Oh, sorry, just an insight, but I lost the question.

4:55pmBonnie
Paradox is the herald of manifest truth. The state of both at once, whatever “both” entails… this is the thing the human mind stumbles upon… arrogant certainty that is, in fact, ignorance. Zen-like, really. We create ourselves and our reality and believe the hand on the wheel is anyone’s but ours.

4:55pm************
What I’m trying to say….is that your words are like my visual thoughts. I wish I could express visually what you say. I’m pretty jealous.

4:55pmBonnie
Pfft. Grass is always browner where you sit. (grin)

I wish I could draw.

Such things I see and only words to describe them.

sigh

The imponderable cannot be rendered, only referenced.

4:56pm************
LOL, true, the illusion of greener is in our heads.

4:56pmBonnie
That’s just it. It is ALL illusion. Analogy…

4:56pm************
Ok, coffee some day for I must meet you and talk face to face. LOL.

4:56pmBonnie
The reason people both love and hate death is that it is the ultimate question mark that screams “NEENER, NEENER MOTHAFUCKER!”

Same reason they hate change.

“What if I don’t know who I am after this?”

Poor ego. Heh.

Ooooh

There’s a thought for an image…

4:58pm************
Well, I cannot type as fast as you; and your mind runs at a different speed than mine, which is cool, soΒ Β  [redacted phone number] Coffee soon, eh?

4:58pmBonnie
A woman, pale and thin to the point of emaciation… leaning against a mirror… cheek, body, and hand pressed flat against it…

And on the “other side”….

Death.

Also a woman… lush, sensual, red lipped and open… pressed flat and smiling like the mona lisa.

4:59pm************
Still, I have wait all my life for death

4:59pmBonnie
Not at all. You die in every moment. Just as you live in it. As you choose.

Chod. The reality of impermanence.

5:00pm************
this must be it than for that is how I feel. sigh

5:00pmBonnie
This too shall pass. πŸ™‚ Secret:

There’s no such thing as “the big happy”. There’s only the very very little ones… like music… how could it be music if there were no silence to tell the notes apart?

5:01pm************
True, I feel happy in the little moments, but lost in the sea of it all.

Emo or drama. call it what you will, but I drawn to the little things that no one else sees.

5:01pmBonnie
There’s no sea. Just the moment. We keep trying to make the little splat bigger than it is. So we feel safe. Meaningful.

We all see them. Most deny it. Most distract themselves to oblivion to manage it. Because the rawness is more than they think they can take.

But in truth, it’s all that we take, every day, all the time, every time.

And we love it. We just don’t like admitting it because it’s supposed to be “wrong”.

Halos and Horns.

You’re not really living until you give them equal love.

5:03pm************
Sigh, you run ahead, but it is nice to watch. Thanks.

5:03pmBonnie
Sorry.

5:03pm************
No, I don’t have friends that push me in these directions and it is mind blowing to final find one.

5:04pmBonnie
Compression conversation. Throwing seeds into your soil. I want to talk slow, but time is pushing at me. Appointment at 6, call in five, homework yet undone… blah blah blah…

5:04pmBonnie
But I’ll still make time, even if it’s compressed. Because I like the things I see in your hues.

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I use to be like you and fall down a hold of my own design and Art is the only thing that keeps me from hitting the bottom.

5:05pmBonnie
Lies. You’re no different at the bottom than at the top. (wink)

You just think you are.

5:05pm************
Thanks. I need the push and the slaps to see beyond myself. really.

5:06pmBonnie
No worries. Any time. It’s not really me anyway, slapping you. Letters can’t touch. You give them the meaning.

You’re slapping yourself. But if you need to think it’s me, that’s cool. πŸ™‚

5:06pm************
That was nice for you to say about my art for I get lost in the value structures of my work and it is there I find happiness.

Ok, I will. LOL.

5:07pmBonnie
I’m not nice. I’m just me. Say what I see, but it’s just what I see. Mostly me telling myself something important to me. But I like that it makes you smile. πŸ™‚

5:08pm************
Well, it is than lie that we can both share and smile about.

5:08pmBonnie
I’ll tell you my favorite secret… if you want to hear it.

5:08pm************
Truth or dare?

5:10pmBonnie
There’s never any difference. Not anywhere. Not in anyone. Not at any time. It’s all the same, connected, bound, and cosseted. We remember over time, as we allow ourselves to want to do so. You. Me. He. She. They. All.

We love the things in others that we need in ourselves. We love them in others until we figure out how to give them to ourselves.

We hate the things in others that we hate or fear being present in ourselves.

Same.

Time to bolt. (smile) Will call when I can. How late is acceptable?

5:11pm************
Wow, anytime for I don’t sleep. Have a great night and thanks.

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