the fear factor...

topic posted Sun, May 11, 2008 - 6:15 AM by  orpheus
I'm scared...

any suggestions...?
posted by:
orpheus
France
  • Re: the fear factor...

    Sun, May 11, 2008 - 2:35 PM
    or: I'm scared...

    Cool. People usually have to pay for that kind of service.

    Or: any suggestions...?

    I suppose it depends on what you are looking for. Are you pumping it up or letting it go?
    • Re: the fear factor...

      Sun, May 11, 2008 - 2:51 PM
      well the ideal scenario might be like getting rescued and relocated somewhere sane and friendly...

      so any insights on how to hitch a ride on passing spaceships...?
      • Re: the fear factor...

        Sun, May 11, 2008 - 3:41 PM
        or: well the ideal scenario might be like getting rescued and relocated somewhere sane and friendly...

        Sane and friendly is where you make it.

        or: so any insights on how to hitch a ride on passing spaceships...?

        Sure, get an electric thumb.
  • Re: the fear factor...

    Sun, May 11, 2008 - 10:08 PM
    <Are you pumping it up or letting it go?>

    sometimes you have to pump it up before you let it go...
    (i'm speaking metaphorically but of course..it's literal sometimes...I'm deflating the double entendre)

    but I really do think it's so...for some people in some circumstances..sometimes..
    (while I don't advocate the oh-so-popular strategy of bottoming out)
    • Re: the fear factor...

      Mon, May 12, 2008 - 2:55 AM
      so does bottoming out mean like middleaged spread...

      or is it the idea that you can't resist when the universe drags you down so you just have to keep falling and see if you eventually get helped or buried etc...
  • Re: the fear factor...

    Mon, May 12, 2008 - 3:04 AM
    Don't be scared....
    • Re: the fear factor...

      Mon, May 12, 2008 - 3:43 PM
      I'm afraid you need to look at your fear, enhance it, playwith it, scare yourself silly. Go forge for food, eat some nettle soup, stay outside and sleep under the sky and imagine monsters in the bushes then look at the moon.
      • Re: the fear factor...

        Mon, May 12, 2008 - 3:49 PM
        that sounds a bit too much like what I've been doing for the last 6 years and beyond...

        how about...

        I get adopted by paris hilton who sets me up with a trustfund and I sleep in warm clean hotels with room service and I look at a big flatscreen tv...
        • Re: the fear factor...

          Mon, May 12, 2008 - 7:24 PM
          you are always online, when do you have time, Orpheus, to be outside and do those nature fear bonding things?

          You are a starving artist who smokes pot all day long, and wonders why the universe wont deliver Paris Hilton, not that there is anything wrong with that, not that we havent all done that at times, its just when the money runs out, you go out into the world and face your fears... In the process of doing that the Paris Hiltons of the world appear and give you free sex. Wait, sex isnt ever free, scratch that one.
          • Re: the fear factor...

            Mon, May 12, 2008 - 7:36 PM
            If you do find Paris, you must give her to me.
            • Re: the fear factor...

              Tue, May 13, 2008 - 2:41 AM
              I left paris 6 years ago because I had a fling with milan but somehow got dumped by both and got stuck and left to die in this evil backwater...

              the first year and a half I had money and then the good lord of nature gave me some pot but for the last 5 years I've had nada...

              thus total decline in health and desperate attempts to surf up redemption and/or escape whilst quitting alcohol and meat and cigs etc...

              reiki and the secret didn't work for me yet...

              all this poverty and isolation amidst a provincial and unfriendly population with a depressive negating xenophobic culture fueled by alcoholism and other addiction pathologies whilst maintaining the status quo by petty undermining strategies of various networks of dodgy hand signals and sexual perversions and bureaucratic reptilian cliques is not much fun...

              can some billionaire please save me by buying my crappy art or creating some pointless salaried sinecure job as a token eurasian where I can go and live in luxury in a classy urban multicultural ghetto in a city like SF where I can not feel totally oppressed but rather sustained and nurtured and get some respect and tantric masseuses to relieve the accumulated humiliations of my hopeless bar crawling misadventures of art idiocy etc... hahaha

              give an old man a reason to smile before he dies...

              come on guys...

              be nice...

              for a change... hahaha