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lilalove
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 Posted - 11 Mar 2010 : 3:56:27 PM
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Originally posted by JoL
lila, what instinct order would you guess?
That's what I said.
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This is the collage of a triple-withdrawn sx-laster with little access toward the direction of integration
I would say abalone has a petty good idea of himself. I agree with him, in any case.
sp/so/sx
sp5w6 a maybe. The sp can look 4ish..
The super real sx/so
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Estride
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Posted - 11 Mar 2010 : 5:56:53 PM
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Originally posted by AstralScream
Jesus, we both put a gun shooting butterflies in the middle of our collages. I don't even remember seeing that when I looked at yours. Wonder if I was introjecting or if I just have a very similar way of doing things.
I really like this one, btw.
 4w5 - 7w6 - 9w1 sx/sp/so
You 4's and your butterfly guns. 
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shakti
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Posted - 12 Mar 2010 : 9:27:03 PM
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Originally posted by abalone
What do you see here?
I enjoyed this experience very much. There's a sense (from your early thread on your protocol, steps and challenges related to establishing human contact) that there is a great reticence on your part to be self-revealing through of course you do reveal. So, I never really expected a chance to see in quite so much. I got the sense that somehow the world of fantasy (or astral) was a place where you were at home (even if it is a show) and real humans were fine so long as they could remember to stay on track about discussing the fantasy world and not get too interested in you as a person. I imagined that the social roles of critic, audience, etc. were spaces that you were willing to inhabit. Though there have been moments on this board where you have this 7ish sense of humor and you do step in the role of entertainer or storyteller. If color represents emotional expression, then there is a clear contrast between the stills without color and the magnificent multi-colored imaginative state - a very boundaried flatness and free-flowing spaces, energies, people, creatures. It feels like you inhabit two worlds that are kept separate, a type of order or duty making(?) from the chaos of feelings and experiences that go all over the map. I don't know, really. It feels like there could be stories, people and rich universes inside of you that are kept separate from what you allow yourself to express. It could be that that they need to be cooked until you are ready to release them. Those are the random thoughts and ideas come up in me as I look at your collage. |
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lovemyth
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Posted - 27 Mar 2010 : 11:55:23 PM
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i feel chaos.
-beeotchy for fun and profit-
current lololo8 status:
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relicquery
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dfgray44
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Posted - 21 Jun 2011 : 08:13:29 AM
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That's some badass schitt, right there. Major.
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quartz
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Posted - 21 Jun 2011 : 09:02:25 AM
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relicquery is a major? oh, wow... all this time I should have been saluting... I thought he was just a private kind of guy.
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dfgray44
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Posted - 21 Jun 2011 : 09:15:06 AM
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Originally posted by manda7panda
relicquery is a major?
While in his current corporeal form, yes.
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relicquery
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Posted - 27 Jun 2012 : 02:44:16 AM
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First posted here.
The original wasn't this contracted.
The last image I had uploaded to imageshack had been for the Battle Royale. The image I wanted to post there was big, so I selected the option to shrink it, to keep from overwhelming other people's windows and undermining their loading times. I forgot to deselect that option, so when I uploaded this collage, imageshack automatically resized it for me. I deleted the original shortly after uploading. By the time I realized the collage had been resized, it was too late. I'm still frustrated over that.
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Desdemona
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Posted - 27 Jun 2012 : 1:44:58 PM
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That is cool. I love it.
7w6cp Sx/sp
ENFP
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8way
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Posted - 27 Jun 2012 : 10:20:39 PM
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Kitz
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Posted - 28 Jun 2012 : 02:34:40 AM
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These collages are truly exceptional.
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Desdemona
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Posted - 28 Jun 2012 : 02:42:36 AM
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Originally posted by Kitz
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Originally posted by 8way
These collages are truly exceptional.
You can say that again.
These collages are truly exceptional.
7w6cp Sx/sp
ENFP
Dramatic/Mercurial/Adventurous/Idiosyncratic Style
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enforest
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Posted - 28 Jun 2012 : 03:49:29 AM
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Love your creativity, relicquery.
I somewhat wanted to say that you can create beautiful and worthwhile things without having to constrict and restrain yourself (if that's what you feel like you're doing inside). There's always a sort of heavy burden of impending disappointment or frustration to your self-expression, like it could all go to [blocked] any minute if you don't hold things up by your very strength of will. No need to be so harsh with yourself for the good stuff to come out.
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relicquery
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Posted - 03 Jul 2012 : 10:54:30 PM
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| Thanks for the feedback, all... I'm glad people can enjoy(?) them. They have been an unexpected source of therapeutic expression. |
Edited by - relicquery on 03 Jul 2012 10:54:50 PM |
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relicquery
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Posted - 03 Jul 2012 : 11:00:04 PM
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"Inevitability" comes to mind.
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Difference not indifference | Passion sparks resilience
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relicquery
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Posted - 03 Jul 2012 : 11:07:30 PM
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relicquery
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Posted - 05 Jul 2012 : 02:44:31 AM
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A recurring narrative:
Something powerful imposes its will on whoever it wants, forces others to become weaker so it can be stronger, something like that. But it knows it lacks something, maybe believes that this lack is what keeps it from achieving absolute power. I'm not sure, because I can't know its mind, I can only guess based on my experiences of it. I'll call this powerful entity the villain.
The entity I'll call a hero is a hero because it stands in opposition to the villain. However, in this narrative, the hero is also the prey of the villain. The hero has something that the villain does not, call it a gift; and the villain wants to either destroy or possess that gift. The villain will use whatever power it has to claim the hero's gift for its own. Maybe. Maybe it just wants to destroy, and there's no reason the hero was targeted. Maybe the hero is just someone who happened to survive its encounter with the villain, and from then on the "battle" is just a conflict of post-traumatic memory.
Either way. The hero encounters the villain, and the villain doesn't just attack on the material realm, but the psychic. The villain infects the hero's mind. Or maybe the hero, having survived that initial encounter, transposes the qualities of the villain into its own mind for some reason. Or maybe, having stared too long into the unblinking eye, the hero is tired of resisting, tired of prolonging the inevitable fall, and so finds some relief in releasing its own identity to become what it had stood in opposition to.
I don't know why it happens, just that it does.
Villain infects hero, and then the battle can't be fought by anyone but the hero alone. Even if the hero manages to convince its comrades that a shadow of the villain has taken up residence in the hero's soul, what can they do? How can they possibly help defeat it? The more the infection spreads, the more entangled hero and shadow-villain become. Symbiotic.
The hero will now resist attempts to cure the infection. Partly because the infection itself will fight to keep its hold on the hero's mind, partly because the infection grants certain strengths the hero didn't have before. Abilities the hero finds useful. The hero lives in tension, trying to benefit from the infection without being controlled by it, both repulsed by the shadow and drawn to it. Whatever it was that allowed the hero to resist the villain in the first place, perhaps whatever it was the villain had been attracted to, begins to die. Eventually the hero's comrades (if there even are any) will have to decide if love and honor mean killing a hero before it becomes a monster.
And the infectious shadow will compel the hero to find the villain and surrender.
In this final showdown, different things can happen. The villain might discover that whatever it was after has been corrupted by the infection and is now unusable: the hero is no longer special, just another shadow of the villain's own power. Or maybe the gift the hero sought was more than it could handle--too much to handle. The hero is now "worthless" either way, so the villain could consign the hero to destruction here.
And the only way I've seen the hero win is through those comrades.
But the comrades themselves can't fight the villain, and just being close to the hero puts them at risk of death. Or of catching the infection themselves. They're casualties of war, most of the time. But they persevere. They have absolutely no power against the villain itself; their power is, as far as I can tell, believing in the hero.
Believing the shadow-infection is real, not something the hero made up, and not something the hero deserves.
Believing the hero has something inside that is worth protecting and fighting for.
Believing that somehow, their own fate as agents of "good" relies on their willingness to not give up and let the villain or its shadow destroy the hero.
Believing that they may be the only thing keeping the hero from succumbing to an infection that will end in soul-death, or end with the hero's gift becoming a corrupted tool in the villain's arsenal.
Who wants to carry that kind of responsibility? All the work, none of the glory. Never mind that the hero would never consider defeating the villain to be worthy of glory and acclaim. This is the kind of hero who, if they win, will never be the same, may not even survive to enjoy the victory. Even suggesting that the victory is worth feeling proud over will only invoke a dead, silent stare. There's nothing glorifiable about the struggle.
Sometimes the faith of comrades is not enough, and the hero-victim falls. More often, I think the hero-victim falls alone, and we don't usually hear those stories, because no witnesses survived to retell them. When comrades do exist, sometimes they're powerless, because they can't ultimately get inside the hero and fight of the villain within. Stuck on the outside, they watch the destruction of the hero (and may even need to kill the hero themselves). The only way to win, to win in a way that the tale can be retold, is for the hero to hold onto hope, if not for the self, then for those comrades. Alone and isolated, the hero will despair; but in the face of those who have fought on the hero's behalf, even if they've fought to seemingly no effect, the hero cannot simply give up.
The hero commits an act of self-sacrifice, faces the villain accepting that death may be the only outcome.
And it turns out that love was the antidote for the infection.
If evil is imposing your will on others, or delighting in making others weaker so you can be stronger, then the opposite would function a completely different way. Cooperation instead of violent force, trading or sharing strengths instead of forcing one to give up strength for use by another.
Is that how it works? I don't know.
I know that Frodo wouldn't have made it up the mountain without Sam, but the ring wouldn't have been destroyed if not for an old victim of the villain who had succumbed to infection long ago. (And oh, what was it that gave the old victim brief respite from the infection, if not being believed in?)
I know that Harry needed to be loved in order to face the villain, and he needed to honor that love by sacrificing himself to get rid of the infection, without knowing if the treatment would destroy himself in the process.
I know only the intervention of a near-stranger with a belief in Danny's gift saved Danny in the end. Meanwhile his infected father had to burn with the villain, scouring the infection with fire.
And I think the reason the film ends with Dale's hand on Laura's shoulder, that shot of her looking up at him, the shared gaze, is because he's spent the last of his life discovering her secret battle. He lost himself in the fight against the villain, but they met up, her after death and him after infection. And now she's finally encountered someone who knows her whole story, missing pages and all, and believes in her. If you fight alone, you need at least a witness after the fact. Or you can't be freed. Some part of you will always be locked in battle. Even if Dale also succumbed to infection, he didn't blame her, and she had a witness. She could finally see the angel and be redeemed, be released. Because, I think, Dale could accept the totality of her self without passing judgment.
I think when you spend your whole life in opposition to a particular force, it creates an inevitable pull. You know what you don't want to be. But the potential to become that exists within you, and if you've spent a lot of time around people who are exactly what you don't want to be, there's a kind of imprinting that happens. Like learning to talk. You're naturally built to take on the modes of being that those around you employ. Hear a lie repeated often enough, and you'll believe it, even if it's about yourself. You can only know the true nature of the villain because you've had to stand so close to it, spend time with it, see it in yourself. No one who hasn't been to its lair could ever have such sensitivity to its true nature; most who have been there would rather deny or comply than rebel. And if all around you, people fall to this villain, again and again proving its power, what a horrific allure that becomes. The death instinct. You know it's coming, and your eyes are locked onto its approach, and you find yourself moving toward it. Inevitability. Resistance is futile.
I'm not sure if I believe that love is a good enough antidote, though. It seems too clean. Too storybook.
Which is why the "protection" and "victory" sections take up such a small portion of the overall picture.
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quartz
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Posted - 05 Jul 2012 : 12:15:48 PM
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Mind if I interact with your post? 
Note: I probably haven't read/seen nearly as many hero stories as you :) Just speaking from those I can think of.
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Eventually the hero's comrades (if there even are any) will have to decide if love and honor mean killing a hero before it becomes a monster.
I don't find this. I find the hero's friends ultimately have more love for the hero than for the hero's mission. That could arguably be seen as either a strength or a shortcoming on the part of the friends, but without this characteristic the hero's singular mission would be taken from him. So if it's a shortcoming in the friends, it is a needed shortcoming because it enables the hero's journey to remain his own. The final resolution is a surprise to hero and villain alike, as the villain's final strike turns out to be accidentally self-destructive. In a sense, no player in the story ultimately has the will/strength to complete the mission. It is completed by a converging of events that no one anticipated.
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And the infectious shadow will compel the hero to find the villain and surrender.
I don't see this either. I see that the hero is willing to suffer, usually (always?) willing to die for his mission, and he knows he has to face the villain. But it's not truly surrender, even in the case of Potter, because his reason for going to die is in support of the mission. He doesn't go because V. has him beaten, he goes because he believes the only way for V. to be destroyed is for himself to die. Luke throws away his light saber with what words? "You've failed, your highness." Surrender would have been to let the shadow (his potential for darkness) take over. Why does he keep saying "father, please" to Anakin? If surrendered, he would just shut up and die, I would think. (Well, I mean, screaming and writhing, but no... he's begging for his father to help him.) Luke's vulnerability in that moment strengthens Anakin against Vader (so to speak). So there is a cascade effect in which Anakin's villain (Palpatine) unwittingly destroys Anakin's shadow (Vader) and Luke's willingness to die in defense of goodness (his and Anakin's) brings forth a willingness in Anakin to do so as well. The Star Wars one makes my head spin a little because of the overlay/intertwining of two hero stories.
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their power is, as far as I can tell, believing in the hero.
Usually, the comrades provide a good deal of practical support as well. Most of them have significant talent of their own, and in some cases they save the hero's life at some point(s) along the way. But I do agree that believing in the hero is central and is more important than their talents at the end of the day. There are generally a larger number of comrades who believe in the mission and provide invaluable support at a logistical/big picture level, but the few who love the hero are the most crucial for his personal role in the larger mission.
Which points up the fact that the hero's personal struggle, shadow, journey, and victory or defeat are tied in with a bigger picture. The hero's win or loss matters for more than just themselves. This brings to mind something Russ says which was hard for me when I first heard it but which I've gradually become convinced of: that the most helpful thing you can do for other people is to do your own inner work. (For a 2, coming to believe this is very impactful.)
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Believing the shadow-infection is real, not something the hero made up, and not something the hero deserves.
Believing the hero has something inside that is worth protecting and fighting for.
Believing that somehow, their own fate as agents of "good" relies on their willingness to not give up and let the villain or its shadow destroy the hero.
Believing that they may be the only thing keeping the hero from succumbing to an infection that will end in soul-death, or end with the hero's gift becoming a corrupted tool in the villain's arsenal.
I agree with all these. But they also believe something else too: that the hero is capable of seeing his mission through to the end. That he has the inner resources for what he has to do. In one sense, that in the hero which is worth protecting and fighting for, is also that which enables him to go through the painful and (as you said) unglamorous muck that his mission entails. In a sense, that might be a greater gift than the one the villain is trying to obtain from him. Not the ring, but the innocence and courage/resolve to carry it. What the villain holds in contempt about the hero is actually the hero's greatest asset.
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Which is why the "protection" and "victory" sections take up such a small portion of the overall picture.
Hm. Any chance that's a function of the audience rather than the story? Could be interesting to analyze the audience by what is abbreviated in the presentation Building conflict or suspense works people up; some critical amount of more positive stuff in a row elicits cynicism (I've heard it said that cynicism is a defense whereby people try to avoid feeling a desire they have). Maybe the presentation also ties into the sx instinct... long scintillating buildup, short exhilarating resolution, then ok that was great time to go home, want a burger? (Or possibly "that was great, let's watch it again!")
One of the villain's main psychic warfare tactics is to tell the hero... you aren't talented/skilled enough to resist me, you aren't strong enough, love makes you weak, it's just sentiment, your friends are unskilled/weak, you don't have what it takes...
Often, vulnerability at a crucial moment is the key that turns the final lock. It's actually what you were calling surrender earlier: it's vulnerability, possible only through the inner strength/courage/commitment of the hero. So there's a paradox at the critical juncture: vulnerability that's only possible by great strength; fighting by non-resistance. Most of the struggle is active, and a lot of it is skill-based, but at that one critical point there is something that can only be accomplished by nonresistance.
Well, anyway, a few thoughts.
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A general comment about your collages, I feel there is something brilliant in your compositional process, I always feel that there are relationships and connections implied that I am missing. (In this last one, I think there are probably also references to some stories I'm not familiar with, though some of the references I do get.) I wonder if it is sometimes awfully loud inside your head, like scores of people all demanding your attention at once. At least, that is the feel I get when I "zoom out" and take in the feel of the whole visual without the individual content of each constituent part. Then in the middle of all that noise is a door opening onto something dark (visually, quiet), more of an open space. But aren't there people fighting in there too? I feel like if you wandered back in between those trees, it would finally be quiet. I also notice that the door knob appears to be on the hinge side. Was that on purpose?
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