Actually I am not qualified to decide who gets to go there and who doesn't , my only concern would be for this untouched part of Wyoming forest that even today is largely empty of humans even in July.I'll post the name of the place this next July on our website that way only the people who are really interested will actually still be waiting to find out about it .
    Jeff

I'll do that , I'll post them on our website after July of this year , our website is www.hideoutcabins.com

Sounds fasinating Jeff. You should take some photographs, I assume you want to protect this site from the hordes that would want to visit it, but take some pictures of the terrain in local ways so that it could be anywhere, and some pictures of the device if you can. Of course this is all your choice.

    Hi ,
      This is the final installment of the short history of the device.I ended last time telling you that there were three more trips to the device ,
  each time I have gone the device has advanced itself in response .I took my wife and two friends there two years ago , The first night was my wifes chance at finding what the device offered to her.I went through all of the stepby step procedures that make for a successful night from the device.this went a little different and by most measures would have been seen as a failed attempt.As soon as I put my wife in the lights turned on around us , that is the little beams of lights , I should point out that there are no fireflies or lightning bugs in that part of the world.These were jst little beams of light that showed up everywhere around us , there was even one sitting on my wifes shoulder for awhile. I really don't know what these lights are , a lot of different things have come to mind , I have wonderd if this is the origin of legends of fairies or elves or similar folk lore , I do kow that the Indians in this area believed in a race of small people but I really don't know if this is in anyway related. Nevertheless I have spent a good deal of time wondering. Not much else happened that night , no animal ever arrived , this may be due to my wifes inability to just sit and be, she is a squirmer and may have affected the outcome.The next night more then made up for the lapse. The next night was our thirteen year old son , he went thrughall the steps with me and we did everything painstakingly accurate and as close to what I was taught as possible.It paid off , in wild results anyway .As far as I can tell this device has the capabilitiy of opening to something other then our regular see with our own eyes dimension, as soon as our son stepped into the device and i mean the second he stepped in the hills echoed with blood curdling screams . like hundreds of people were getting killed ,this lasted for about twenty seconds and then stopped abruptly,I saw a good number of glowing globes floating around the device ,going near but not actually going in the area above it , the little lights however were everywhere inside the device, interesting note , when inside the device you cannot see the lights or globes.Thi time I did not sitso far away sinc our son was pretty freaked out by the screaming.We didn't have to wait to long ,an owl floated over us and did sevral figure eights around us , the ow flew close enogh and slow enogh that ourson touched the wing tips with his outstretched hand.The bird was in no way frightened by the touch.He came back many times that night and even stayed around until daybreak .In the morning a red tailed hawk followed us back to camp and stayed with us all day.And that is allso far , we are planning to go back this summer.

  So , the next encounter with the device occurred about five or six years ago , we had a nephew living with us and he was 17 years old and was in desperate need of some sort of rite of passage , I could see this but had no real idea what would work for him .About that time I had a dream about the device and decided to take him there and have him spend the night in the device ,as best as I could remember I followed the procedures showed to me by Joe , there were a lot of years in between that time and when I was 17 but I think I got most of it .This particular nephew at this time already was awre that I had found my own version of grace and he trusted what ever I was doing , we found our way to the device , this took quite some time , the ravages of time had changed the scenary and things weren't quite where I remembered. We did eventually find it though and we repaired it to original condition .Evening arrived , I scheduled this for a full moon to get the best light and improved vision.This time was the first time I had done this on my own.This time was also when there was a divergence from the original events, as soon as the sun had set but there was still light we began to see tall rod like lights all around us.They kept appearing and disappearing througout the valley.I went at sat about 100 feet away after giving very stern warnings about leaving the device.I told him all the dire things I had been told and added a few of my own , one being is that I gave him a gun and told him to fire it if was absolutly needed.
  The night was full of sound , the type I love and seek out in my trips to the wild country .Coyotes were close in and howling , all the night birds were calling and it was very beautiful out.I don't mind long waits on nights like that , this time there were very few mosquitos .I heard a few animals close in that night but saw nothing.On sunrise I walked over to the device and was ready to assure my nephew that we would give it another try the following night and he quickly said that his animal had come to him , he said a buck had stood in front of him all night and never left until first light, I had never told him about my night other then that it had occured.I thought about the deer and how appropriate of a guide it was for this nephew who was so tentative in everything and slow to make change.
   There are three more times we went to the device with different people and each time more and more dramatic things occur , I will write about those next time .
   The device is a triangle about twenty feet per side with the point facing uphill and the flat side on the down hill side , inside is a seperate tringle that touches the outside triangle at each point , on the inside triangle the point is down and the flat part is uphill , you sit in the center facing downhill.

Edited by author 03-08-2006 09:11 PM
Very interesting story Jeff. I'd like to see a drawing of this 'device'. I can almost picture it, but I'm having trouble seeing the dimensions.

 as the summer progressed I made a strong friendship with Joe Chief and learned to walk where he walked , it was with some trepidation that he brought me into the next step , first the trepidation , he had never performed this ritual himself , and had never heard of a white person doing it ever .Having said that he was willing to take a chance with me , in part due to his advanced age , whatever he had it needed to be passed along before to much time passed because he may never find another that he was comfortable doing this with .The day of the ritual , or rather the day before is when we began , we started a fast and began the ritual. A good portion of the time was spent simply observing the world and seeing if there was something specific being offered to me by the world and specifically by the land in that region , he tended to think of that area as the world , it's not that he was unaware of the rest of the world it's just that the rest of the world had no real impact on him .On that day I had a red tailed hawk follow me for the entire day , he weni whereever I went and was never once out of sight ,I was still carrying a lot of indulging unbelief for my friend with his primitive and savage beliefs, that was to change entirely before it was over.On the second day , still fasting he showed me a place known to him to be sacred and showed me a device , ( a good name for this device has always escaped me), anyway it was on a hillside facin another hill that was pure white with chalk deosits .( please no comments from geologists , it looked like chalk )the device was a triangle within another triangle made with rocks.The center had a well worn stone in it that was for sittng on .I bathed in the river with the intent of removing any preconcieved expextations by washing them away , what you think seems to really matter with this ritual.Next I rubbed fresh sage over all of my body , this was to prevent any creature coming my way without intent. That evening just before sunset I was placed in this device with dire warnings not to come out unless the sun rose or Joe Chief himself came to get me.He sat about one hundred yards away on a small rise that overlooked the scene.The night was a full moon and I soon understood why this spot had been picked , with the total lack of artificial light the white chalk field lit everything up and there was amazingly good vision.The device was made from rocks , all of which were in direct contact with each other rocks and there were no gaps anywhere in the device.The purpose of this ritual as to find two things , one was a type of fortune telling and the other in his words was to find my animal brother.Some time after sunset , probably around midnight and around 100 mosquito bites later I heard an animal approaching the device, it was coming from the right and was a bear , he came to the edge of the device and began growling and roaring for lack of a better word , he then began tearing up the ground all around the device , I expected to die that night , he was so close I could fell his breath and smell the heat from his anger.Needless to say did not move from my spot , I had come to realize that my only chance to survive was to stay in the device , sounds easy but I constantly fought off the urge to run all night.Stay I did though and after a very long time the sun crested the hill and Joe Chief walked up an asked me what had happened , I didn't really understand the question since I knew he was right there watching the whole time.However he said he was not able to see or hear anything, I started to show him where all the ground was ripped up by the bear and could find no trace that the bear was ever even there ,he told me that sometines only the person in the device could see the messenger.By now I was no longer the tolerant believer in back woods primitive rituals , I knew they were real .Being a bear is a very expensive vocation though and I lived as a bear for a long time.Male bears live a very solitary existace and walk alone most of their lives ,that is how most of my life has been.I never got married until I was 39 years old and then had to learn to be something other then a bear.Being a bear has great rewards in trade for the solitude. While my friends were busy raising kids I was lucky enough to have the time to explore the spiritual side of humanity and to go pretty deep in that study .I didn't go back to that spot for twenty years and that is another story I'll write about later, but the story does go on and there is a whole new generation of people now being taught the way of Joe Chief , the man who was not really a Chief, I'll write more about that later.
     Jeff

Edited by author 03-07-2006 06:23 PM
Sounds like what I was "hoping to expect" from living with he Rainbow Family, and all I got was a tree root under my back sleeping on the cold ground and psycho tent neighbors :)

  At this point we knew we had to help these two oldsters ,this was no small task , the truck had rolled so that the doors were jammed shut in a ditch and could not be opened.We talked about pulling out the windshield and getting to them that way but the two old guys pleaded for us not to do that as this was the only vehicle they had and could not afford to fix it. Eventually we decided to winch the truck upright and hope for the minimum of injuries.Having decided this coarse of action we went right to it, oh yeah , the back of the truck was full of sheep that were for the most part upside down and had resigned themselves to whatever fate came their way.Anyway we got the truck upright but couldn't get it to run so we towed them back to their camp whih they assured us was just over a couple of hills .The roads were barely more then a trace and the towing was slow going , 27 miles later and several hours we reached their camp which consisted of a sheepherders wagon, some horses, and a lot of border collies.Once back at camp the two old sheepherders , one a Basque and the other an old Sioux Indian became very animated and showed us all about the life they led so far up in the mountains .The Indian was the very last of his tribe and had lived up there pretty much all his life ,he told me he had killed the very last grizzly in the area because he felt sorry for the bear who had no family left .On that night we got to know the guys a little and from my stand point they seemed like great guys.I was as mentioned 17 years old , loved to hunt and camp and was working in Wyoming because I knew the country was wild and rugged and these two guys not only survived but thrived in this wilderness.The old Indian known as Joe Chief took me under his wing that summer and taught me woodlore that is beyond measure in value and if not for him may have been lost forever.In my life I have taken the time to show this very info to a few select people.Throughout the summer I was indoctrinated to life in the wild and slowly became aware of a spiritual connection to the land that was held by both of these two ancient men.This connection was not about words but more about living in grace and unity, with the land itself being an active participant.
    I'll write more later as I am once again out of time.

haha that sounds like a good story -- yes come back and type more when you can Jeff

I will write what happened next and how it involved older wisdom in installments , I have some time issues that prevent me from writing the whole story rright now.

Ancient wisdom is interesting also and is a good subject , the reason the power they had was real was due to lack of naysayers . I believe the magic they performed worked simply because they knew it would .
  When I was 17 ( a long time ago )I worked summers in Wyoming and chanced to meet an old Indian who went by the name Joe Chief he was quick to point that he was not really a chief , it was just what people called him because he looked so old .The crew I worked with all had trucks and on weekends I woud ride out to the hills with them for camping and fishing ,the hills outthere in those days and for the most part still todayare true wilderness and it was very rare to see any humans in the coarse of a weekend .Anyway on one Friday night we had a late start and it was dark by the time we got out there , in the distance we could see a flashing strobe like light .Non of us had any idea what it was , we went from cops to aliens in the guessing.The lights were quite a bit further off then we first thought though and it took thirty minutes or so to get to them , it was with some apprehension that with came over the last little hill to come to the lights fully exposed .It was a pickup truck sitting upside down with the emergency flashers on .We made our way around to the truck and found to ancient old men crumpled up onto the roof of the pick up with tools scattered all over them ,and they were still drinking beer.

Edited by author 03-02-2006 08:23 PM
That's cool. I was missing your greater point (miracle-class manifestations of spiritual growth) for the point I obviously wanted to discuss (wisdoms of ancient peoples and this as a often invalid perceptive). I remember when I was a child someone told me if you stare at a small cloud and concentrate then you can make it disappear -- this fascinated me once or twice until I realized the dupe. Yet for a great moment I experienced the magic of a mystic power regardless of the illusion -- for a moment it was real. Thank you for making me remember, I'd almost forgot :). I’m sure on some level if we could somehow believe the illusion I wonder if at some time one could transcend the illusion … this can be especially power when you and nature meet eye to on such occasions … it’s where the shaman becomes a shaman … it is where and even rarer and most powerful is then the shaman meets prophecy. Prophecy is born of folk tale of an event to come. Think of the power of the great spiritual people of the past who seazied or were prepared for the opportunity to fulfill a long-coming and great prophecy, and did it by the numbers; Jesus, Buddha, Muhammad, Krishna – to people of out time on a lesser scale perhaps like Pope John Paul, Mother Teresa, and others. Moving mountains or stopping the world is not in the school of human mysticism – that’s just my opinion but I am opened minded to believe otherwise. What is is the rare and honed in time and in tales and in luck the fulfilling of a destiny. For evil like Hitler this can alter the course of the world for hopelessness – as for great spiritual person this can alter the world for hope … and hope is in the fragility in the sustenance of civilization. Will Durant said, “Image the great moral improvement in mankind that we stopped eating our fellow man, and merely made them slaves.” This seems so archaic to modern ears … but it was the labor of millennia’s. Of course now I’m rambling from manifesting miracles to morality ... sorry :\

   This is really pretty simple ,the post never said anything about cave people being dumb , in fact I said there is no real difference between us and them .The post is about our not making progress in the way of measurable spiritual growth.Our true frontiers are still in the realm of our minds.I have yet to meet anyone who can move a mountain with the power of the mind and spirit , people talk about it all the time , I am myself guilty of that ,and while I feel spiritual growth in my own life , I have to this date been unable to stop the planet from spinning.

huh -- is that like not seeing the trees for the forest?

  HI Chuck
      Glad to get you thinking , but you are missing humanity for the cave people.

Edited by author 02-25-2006 12:24 PM
Same as cavepeople? I am always perplexed by the notion that cavepeople were not intelligent -- ancient man, in the individual sense, just like we have our individuals of wisdom and brilliant in our time, were many times no less thoughtful than you or I ... without the institutionalization of knowledge as we have it today of course this manifestation in ancient man I'm sure only manifested itself more than like in the elders, and on this notion think of the wonderful dream of human freedom exercise our entrepreneurship here in the West -- that has been the intangible dream of thoughtful people though millennia, we take the fragility and scarcity of civilization and law so much for granted in our languishing fast food lives ... think of the millions of years it took for us to advance to the great moral improvement of enslaving our fellowman rather than eating or slaughtering them ... and further now our abolition of Slavery through the blood of freemen in the West in our resent history .. Astounding :)

cmccann01@mailer.fsu.edu

Hey Cliff,

  I've been inspired by your site continually for years now. Keep up the good work.

Dave in Coquitlam, BC, Canada

Some of my artwork ban be found at the following sites:

http://www.MyArtClub.Com/Dave.Danchuk
http://www.myspace.com/amazed_creations

Edited by author 02-03-2006 09:33 PM
  I want to stop the planet from spinning , not to hurt anyone but simply to have accomplished something tangible , all the talk of philosphy and belief systems yield no product , no actual magic , no one is ever left knowing that this is an advancement in us as humans , we are basically the same as cavepeople with a little more technology ,do somethng real that has never been done , do not glory in how smart you , rather do something that takes real smarts ,change the universe.stop the planet from spinning.

I'm pretty much an average tater-tot eating person with mad skillz at drawing. Oh, and my brother Kip is pretty much annoying. He's training to be a cage-fighter, you know. Well, I need to get back to Tina, and my ligers.

Greetings humans. I am Remulon Z-47. I come from a galaxy known to your scientists as Rogoff's Nebula. I was fiddling with the dial on my interstellar plasma shortwave while cruising through your solar system on the way to a party the Mevronites are throwing tonight over in Hermes when the scan picked up a reference to "aliens" on this frequency.

We extraterrestrials are a little tired of you humans using that insulting and patronizing term to describe us, especially since if my cousin Altoid hadn't done that high voltage chemistry experiment a couple of millenia ago you organisms wouldn't even be here.

In the future you will refer to us as "the Masters", and if I catch wind of any more of this "alien" stuff I'll come back here and clean out your minds with gamma rays.

Live long and propagate.

is my time the new i am you survive in flow my life goes and grows it all shows by one slip a blink dont think run to you who knew i do!!take care yall

Great site! What an eclectic selection of links! Just had to complement you on it and comment as well: The Alien Server sure brings me a sense of deja vu - I seem to remember some trading cards or stickers like those illustrated from my youth (60's), around the time of the "Mars Attacks!" trading cards that the movie was patterned after!

Joe

This site is so amazing! I can spend hours just reading all of the interesting articles and information posted on it. How do you find all of the sites you link to? I'm a huge procrastinator and your site is perfect for people like me who need a break from their work but still want to be doing something productive. I like the science articles and philosophical opinions. Also your links to art pages are amazing. Very inspiring. Well done.

Edited by author 11-30-2005 09:40 AM
Great site! ! found it when I searched on Google for the most popular sites...and there you were!!

Tapi
50
India

39 year old , Male, 'Merican, Analyst/Investigator a bit disappointed with selfishness and corruption.

I'm a mainstream journalist working for a radio network in Canada and God spoke to me during my first acid trip when i was 15, some 35 years ago. i was told i would do something about the drug war and since then everything in my life leads me to believe the experience was absolutely real. My life has been like an adventure and i've written a book that is just now approaching completion. what do you think? advice on getting published with such a weird theme even though if my conversation was correct, this book is aimed at the mainstream.? have to go out but will check back in a bit.
Peace Tim

I love your site. You have excellent, quirky taste. The materials used to form the human brain are being put to very good use in your case.

Edited by author 07-18-2005 11:43 AM
Hello and thank you for the link and the kind words about my blog. You'd never know it from my site, but I'm a math/physics person, too. (I used to work in condensed matter.)

Your new book looks like just the kind of thing I'd love. I'm going to check it out.

Anne
http://www.annearkham.com

I've landed in this part of the Reality Carnival just today, and have been enjoying other parts of the carnival for a couple of weeks now. Have been checking into pickover.com for over 5 years now. On the outside, to many, I appear to be just another science teacher who goes thru the normal family routines, coaching various teams for the boys, working w/ my canines, trying to stay in some shape at the health club, and until the last 20 months, went to church on a fairly "normal" bases. But accepting the "alternative realities" of existance has been going on more on the inside for qutie sometime, and as I see many institutions of society are not what they should or could be, I'm "coming out", or going in, with the paranormal aspects of what really drives much of my life. If I'm doing as well, have the good reputation for being punctual w/ my work and feel secure w/ what's going on in my life, then why not allow for honest experience to have its way. I see "protectors and strongholds" of main stream and limits laden institutions falling apart; why should I oblige these weakened aspects, in the name of normal, to have anything over me?

Thanks for you'r site loads of stuff and links might read one you'r books and all. All down to John from the ozricks

The comic featured on 6-27-05 does not depict a parasite. A "dookie" is fecal matter. I hate to say it, but now people are going to say, "Cliff Pickover doesn't know shit."

great place to feed yer head.........thx for sharin the love 42yrold retired gay deadhead mom was a church sec dad was a fed i got a few good stories

18 year old student with an interest in the strange. Fantastic site! Just discovered it today!

Thanks for the fodder. The site is great.

- Jon
Blaque's Blog of Horrors http://www.livejournal.com/users/jblaque

I'm hooked on Cheese and speculation. Speculative Cheese would be my ideal but until then I will enjoy the Carnival (which is cheese free sadly).

Thanks for a cool site and the link way back when and to the day.

I've grown alot, no doubt with your help...

peace and such
don m. peavey
http://artforthemasses.us/

Thank you for including my link! I have plugged Realitycarnival.com here:

http://www.practicalhippie.com/2005/05/sus...m-and-have-fun.html

eighteen, and wiser than my surroundings

thirty-something female Ga Tech graduate, computer programmer, musician, writer, & mother of two small children.

This site makes me happy. :)

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33 Year old English Canadian from Hull, Quebec Canada. I love this site, allways have and allways will.

28 years old, ex-student of Philosophy at the National University of Mexico, now a book designer, translator and professional editor. I'm a researcher too, I'm seriously interested in post-humanism, performative arts, psychology of perception and fortean facts.

45 yr old male.
A geek, poet, musician, realist, actor, comedian, technologist, just like any other slab of flesh that thinks. Except I don't believe in miracles, fate, religion, or past and present gods.

Wow! Clifford, loved your posting of 3-10-05 of "weird, lovely and dead stuff". On that web site I found I can purchase a specimen from the Chinese Nantan meteor fall which was sighted and recorded in 1516. I am an avid collector of meteorites. Thank you, thank you for that posting.

I am a 75 year old retired pathologist and secular humanist. My avocation now that I am retired from the rat race is exploring the totality of the universe. I am quite addicted to this web site and its author. Thank you, Clifford, for all the work you expend on this site. P.S. You are a good looking dude....just wish I were a younger lady. (smile)

Great Site! I'm sure that I speak for a great many people from all around the world when I thank you for your efforts.


Jon.
U.K.

Edited by author 02-27-2005 05:03 AM
I am Sumatran. I like you site of inter-web. Many events and thoughts in lists. Lists of past events and thoughts is particlar good.
Thank Tou.

I'm a 24 year old law student at Vanderbilt University. I hope to teach undergraduate law and political science when I finish my JD.

I am a spanish lenguage reader, I found this website on webby's awards list, it's really interesting. It remembered me and old encyclopaedia: "almanaque de lo insolito" (I ignore the original english name) by Wallace & Wallechisnky, some of the better books I've ever read.

I attend psytrancey gatherings in the tri-state regularly for the past decade and hope to someday be a certafied smart and/or kind person in the larger society, and fall in love and explore living healthily and this kind of thing.

(i?) Would to thank Clifford for RC.
"Thanks." !
Where does synchronicity end and singularity begin?
Perhaps... when violent boredom becomes
beauty beckoning
conscious compound
into intricate sensations of trust?

I'm 47 years old, caucasion, upper middle calss. I am married to a beautiful woman. Two beautiful children under 6 years of age. I'm very a successful businessman. I found Jesus as my Savior several years ago. Prior to that, I was a very active, outspoken gay man who had a partner die and many friends of AIDS. I partied in LA for many years, almost died of drugs and alchohol. It's a shame, but I don't think the majority of people really know who we are in life.

I´m a 30 year old author, actor and spirituality-coach from Germany, and I´m bored with most websites. Also, I dont want to take the time to sort out all the exciting and weird information I´m looking for. In RealityCarnival I´ve found a website that does it for me...sorting out real gems, high-quality-thinking, mind expanding. Thank you.

Edited by author 01-20-2005 01:28 AM
Hi! I've been visiting Reality Carnival for about a year now. I'm 51, work at supporing and training computer users, play at designing web sites, digital photography and like to get stoned but not often. Former Peace Corps volunteer, libertarian (more or less), avid reader (Colin Wilson, Rumi, Terence McKenna, V S Naipaul), live in a red state.

Oh yea, R.C. totally rocks - thanks Cliff!

Hi, I recently stumbled upon Reality Carnival. Like it a lot. I'm 25 and work with comptures. I am currently reading the book "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time".

Iyam Osirus dispersed, and a really good sandwitch.

i am a stoner who drinks a lot on the weekends, is amazingly in love with my girlfriend who is my best friend and smarter than me, i am a former high school valedictorian, who writes poetry when i'm high, can read latin, thinks that time didn't exist before language... wonders if this is me being truthful with myself or you, wonders if this will catch up to me and be damning or legitimizing if i happen to turn famous... and is annoyed at the poor shlubs on this board and their awful attempts at poetry.
i really like dr. pickover's sites though and try to share them with my friends.

Currently undergoing a complete reevaluation of self to possibly correct character deficiencies and establish an improved outlook- to quit being an asshole, in short.
Won't be easy or quick; it's all the way down to the subconscious level. Yikes...

I'm 24, just about to begin pursuing a master's degree in statistics.

I'm 42, married for 20 years, father of two teenaged boys, one of which starts college next year. I will be ordained as an elder of the Presbyterian Church USA on January 2. I've been active in my church for several years, including a more than passing involvement with Habitat for Humanity. I'm a purple belt in Tae Kwon Do and volunteer as much as possible to support stuff my sons are involved in.

I agree that this board was getting too far from the topic of readers introducing themselves. I hope you delete future posts that stray. People can very easily start their own board for conversations, poetry, etc.

As for me, I am an aspiring writer, age 28. My goal for 2005 is to get one of my science-fiction novels picked up by a name publisher.

Hi, thanks for all the posts. Because this board is intended for readers of Reality Carnival to post just once and introduce themselves, I'll probably begin to delete posts that are not in this spirit. Thanks for your interest and support.

I bartend, am 55, have a 7yr. old son, live with a wonderful woman, have interests in physics/consciousness, alternative energy, Buddhism, meditation, Fuller, design science revolution, energy efficient homes.

I enjoy Reality Carnival. I am a taxi driver, but not your ordinary taxi driver (if any tax driver is ordinary). I read the works of Greg Egan and Proust and Clifton Fadiman.

Dr. Pickover suggests "We are in digits of Pi and live forever" (see discussion)-

Sister Mary Florita said I would find knowing about Pi would come in handy, some day.

Why didn't I listen?

Edited by author 12-25-2004 08:33 PM
It's exhausting being a schizophrenic. All this switching from Oscar Wilde to Raymond has left me too spent to do anything but complain that, in cases of multiple identities, how come there isn't a present for each personality. Oscar's feeling quite peeved.

http://www.nitrosyncretic.com- you might like it.
 
                                                  OSCAR WILDE
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I'm a college student, age 20. I enjoy reading the Reality Carnival every day. My favorite author is Robert Heinlein.

Misssh Piggy Leeee- Hic- ishn't she going out with Kermit- Hic?

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Where I come from no one knows.
Where I am going everyone goes.

Life is a long linger in limbo between oblivion and oblivion.

I am too enchanted with my failures,
Too immersed in my orgy of self-doubt.
Like a withering rose, I approach my end
With placid unease. What might I have been,
A question unanswered in the universe.

What did God know when he made me,
And when did he know it?

A fine goblet of Amontillado from your oaken cask. Why? What? How many bricks you have piled near me! Have another taste of Amontillado you say....why not....of course, I shall oblige your kind invitation. That pile of bricks is so high now....it is becoming quite dark....pray light another candle. Alas, the Amontillado is quite gone now, and I am left alone. Never more, never more...shall I hear the name "Lenore".

www.thankyouforthehelp.com

Could you mean Alfred Lord Tennyson? I am vaguely familiar of him. Why do you ask?

Cory, my friend, you are not only wise, but of obvious good breeding. Is it possible that you are acquainted wiith Lord Alfred? Not to worry, if you're not.

THE ACTOR

After the applause,
he left one face in the glass
and took another.

Why thank you Mr. Wilde. That means alot coming from a simultaneous incarnation.

Oscar Wilde is Raymond in a simultaneous incarnation-Ah! the conversations.

Hello, my name is Cory-

    Your message has already proven you to be the wisest being on this board.

Hello, my name is Cory, and I am probably the only normal person to ever visit this site. That's cool, I guess.
I am not going to say anything thought provoking or intriguing, but I will say this…

I'm Jeff.
I'm made of stardust but allow my senses to construct a reality that lets me eat chocolate, and laugh at my children, and realize that there is good and evil and they are simple things that are built into the fabric of this universe. I'm so glad I found your site.

Edited by author 11-29-2004 09:21 PM
I am just a boy. In my heart you'll find the same valves everyone else is looking for.
You can have me if you ask me to be yours.

I am Version 3.0.02, with added features and all the old bugs removed.
Please update your cookies and read your terms and conditions as no refunds will be issued

a guitarist in a 4 piece instrumental genre-defying experimental band, and an artist favoring pen n ink, for now... peace
www.665.org/irepress

Maybe I'm Jon Trelour or Joel Joel Burr, 3x2 maybe its 4!

You are still not me ... I am still searching for me ... if found, please return to ..............

Heard of the bumpersticker slogan, "I'm not myself today: Maybe I'm you."

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Who are you then? You are certainly not me.
 
Well, at least, I don't think you are/
 
Are you ?

I am not me

I am David Warrior.
Most of the time.
http://www.davidwarrior.tk

hey how about something on the daily list about whether
androids dream of electric sheep

THIS IS A SECRET MESSAGE FROM CLIFF PICKOVER. WHO AMONG YOU WILL BE THE FIRST TO READ ITS TRUE MEANING? DO YOU ENJOY THE REALITY CARNIVAL?

morse code... far out!

caffeineslinger@hotmail.com

i am a vampire from new york and im just a weird guy i like all odd facts that nobody ever hears about unless they go out lookign for them

i like alot of the inventions and stuff to

A loving hippy/freak/psycho who's mind never stops mostly because those gerbils inside on their wheels are constantly thinking they are making it somewhere by running.

I am my music and my music is me.

I used to be somebody. Now I'm nobody. But I kinda like it that way. It doesn't seem like I have much choice.

assistant property manager in an old folks' apartment complex. i'm always bored. i think that makes me boring, but that's ok.

I'm a 19, going on 20 university student planning to major in psychology. Nothing interesting about me, but (to balance this out, perhaps?) I seek interesting things to add to my knowledge of the world and keep me entertained. :) Disturbing topics and plain strange facts (and fiction) fascinate me to no end. And that's probably one of the reasons as to why I'm here...

I truly enjoy this site. Thanks for making it available to us.

41 year old female, looking for intelligents in America. Arts, philospher, mentor, bad speller!
Anarchrist, happily married. Against the war, but for the troops.

I kicked Einsteins Maze's ass.
That sphere puzzle intimidates me though, jees. Too many possible, brain freezing, must fight urge to walk away.
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http://artforthemasses.us

Still working on it

58 year old female, unemployed, disabled, college student. I need a laugh once in awhile, so I go look in the mirror.

which'un are ye, CP?

I work two jobs to make ends meet. I studied philosophy, but it's hard to get a job in philosophy. Keep up the good work with Reality Carnival. I look forward to reading your books.

I enjoy Reality Carnival and try to visit every day. I'm in college, majoring in anthropology. Currently, I'm reading The Man Who Knew Infinity. I hope you continue to publish Reality Carnival!

I am ... what you are not and what you never wanted to become..because if you were I then I had became you..

now ph34r m3!!!

          (cryptic wiseass)
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I love drugs.

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in 4:4 time "My Carnie Rap" by l. l. cool bay

 I was workin-inna-dime-pitch...
late one day,

barkin' at the suckahs,inna-usual way.

When a Carnie came walkin up

 an-I-heard-him say:

Carnie kinda Cool,

 and the action aint to fast...

and the ticket ho keeps hittin' on me

I may just tap that A---!

So I told him she was pregnat...

 and to double think his quest,

He told he don't give a damn

let her take all the mess. Aight? Clowns scare me. word up

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Our serene lives are constantly being disrupted by accidents, adversities, illnesses and deaths. What cause all these are Iblises (singular:Iblis). Like the unseen force in the movie, The Omen, which was supposed to be the devil, deaths are being 'arranged' through accidents by Iblises, and the Angel of Death merely carries out his duty.

How-day ya'll. I some lost vegetarian stuck in Japan -damn, aint these people spose to be Buddhist? I can't even get my potatoe salad vegetarian up in here..anyway, just turned 31, but I'm gonna be gettin' on back to sunny SoCa or mebbe even the A-T-L afore too long now, ya'll. Thanks for this here siiiite. makes me snicker.. he he
lingeringphrases@graffiti.net

I love RealityCarnival.Com. I visit every day. I'm a 27-year-old mom, with an interest in science fiction and science. Right now, I'm reading Martin Gardner's "Science: Good, Bad, and Bogus."

I am the thrice-revered Rev. D. Ed SiriuSLY. I work for chaos.

I am you, you are me, we are them, them are us, we are them, you are me, I am you... Who are you?

Rings the bell!

No, no, don't send to ask...

Thank Mr. Pickover for allowing my presence to grace your site. I was tipped by a stranger who led me to your site (thank you tenthdimensionz). I feel honored to be here. Your sites are phenomenal and you appear to be a very intersting person yourself. Your books have piqued my interest and now I suppose i will have to purchase one ;)
I love spreading the word and I will definitely tell others about your site. As for mikeswritingworksop. . 5 stars. If you're an aspiring writer or seasones writer you should join, it's a great community.
  http://groups.yahoo.com/group/mikeswritingworkshop/

Nice-arse site, mon. Always entertaining. l8r

Love website, very interesting links and headlines. Yes I clicked on astrid pic, voodoo girls are best.

Hi, I am bara, a morocco native living in Montreal, Canada. Dreams of sailing and flying but I dont have a boat or a jet. I am tightly stuck to ground for now. Any non-chemistery based tricks and tips to fly or sail... my email: summertime500 at hotmail.com. I am into waking up early and listening to silence. Silence fills the emptyness. Later. summertime500 at hotmail.com.

An artistic and experimental link combining art and music to further express the chaos and beauty of the nothingness that surrounds us: http://www.665.org/irepress