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scottmartinlocke
Hometown: Raleigh, NC
Age: 53
Specialization: Ambient, Education/Teaching, Electronica, Experimental, Inspiration, Philosophy, Religion/Spirituality, synthesizer, Techno, metaphysics, n atural science, socio logy
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life has many pleasures, but learning and discovering new knowledge is a great experience., explore and enjoy my Adventure in Learning and writing here and at http://sites.google.com/site/elementalwriting/Elements-of-Thought web domain hub = all the links work to my recent and archived writing. I consider myself a thought analyst, writer of philosophy and theology, blogger. student of the world, creator of dreams, visionary and creative thinker.I finally made it to Amazon.com.books and my first is at http://stores.lulu.com/elemental
" The Philosophy of the Worker an Adventure in Learning"
"The Basis of Elemental Thoughts" and "We Pass Knowledge to One Another"
Alchemist, scientist , astronomer, microbiologist, quantum physicist,, astrophysics, creator of literature and line verse, collector of images to think about; and writer of contemporary human thinking. provocateaur of the senses of the mind.
contemporary worker in the school of hard knocks: the reality of life. employed and unemployed,Adventure r,Explorer, Discovering the unknown
and life goes on, work with what you got and make it work. Excel in life and
realize your aptitude for learning, I study applications from new found knowledge and apply it to problem solving.Generative Wisdom,pure thought.
Exploring the world outside your own head in the physical world is important but what is inside makes the difference. And exploring what our intellect consists of ; intelligence and spirit. trusting in providence inspite of our own autonomy. studying law and the properties of nature including the spiritual side of reality where ethics and morals have their own philosophical foundation. keeping track of the International Space Station and the current missions into deep space is important to me and studying the images of the Hubble Telescope most important is just doing what i got to do. My emphasis is to excel in what i do and find expression for my thoughts; as creative inspiration leaps into my mind.check out my site www.elementalpub1.co m all the links work to my archived writings. thanks for your time and support.
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Activities: work, live, think, dream, write, compose, adventure, explore history.
alchemy, metaphysics, astronomy, astrophysics, model railroad, scuba diving
collecting media images, exploring the internet,psychology, sociology, synthesizer/midi composing,reading, contemplation,proble m solving.Wake Tech community college computer skills. and word 2007;Career Readiness Certification, school of hard knoks, street smart
Favorite Music: techno, downtempo, mellow and distilled chill, ambient, trance, acoustic.
Southern Rock,Gospel,Blues ,idm,chant, Enigma,60's rock, Pink Floyd,
Tiesto, Marshal Tucker, Almond Brothers, Alan Parsons ,BT ,Orb, Bjork ,Tangerine Dream, Moses Guest, Zeplin, lighten Hopkins,
Ry Cooder, Paul Mcartney, George Harrison, L. Skynard, Robert Plant
Favorite TV Shows: PBS
BBC World News
Nasa Television
PRI public radio international
Favorite Movies: from the earth to the moon, space cowboys, 2001,2010, what the bleep,
anime, infinite ryvius, full metal alchemest, Broken Saints, fantasia,wizards.
h eavy traffic, fritz the cat, the right stuff, live concert videos,Lonesome Dove,
fantasia 1+2; apollo 13, castaway, woodstock live editors cut
Favorite Books: four volume set "Philoklia" ;AD 1782 a very promising compilation of theology and philosophy for insight and enlightenment from the 3rd century to today!
William Blake
Thomas Wolfe
Fredrich Holderline
Novalis
James Mitchener
Dylan Thomas poems
Robert Frost poems
Influences: Martin Heidegger, Wiliam Blake, Lucretius,
Socrates, Aristotle, Plato
Meister Eckhart ,Milton,
Xenophone, Kant, Hegel,
Holderline,Thomas Wolfe
Aldous Huxley, Rousseau, Mitchener
Dail, Hieronomous Bosch, Cicero, Schopenhour
Dante, Ovid, Virgil ,Ayn Rand, Kathleen Raine, Dylan Thomas, Novalis,
Robert Frost, Emanuel Swedenborg,
Epicurus, Descartes, Disney ,Einstein
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Calliope -
on writing: part two: rambling notes...
Tangled in eternity, this moment is mine, and I will have it, if it takes all decade to get it. Wabbit season, duck season, wabbit season, wabbit season, duck season, fire! You're despicable. Under the storm clouds and over the boss, on stolen silk sheets, we shake sweat and toss, through nightmares unending, until morning light. Then it's coffee in rush hour, and work until night. Not one pause considering the trick of the tale is this course is ungraded, there's no pass or fail.
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JaeyPeele -
on writing: rambling notes of a mad ...
The mind that finds chaos in order, and makes order out of chaos, is the one that understands it is not the end-all-and-be-all of the galactic universe. The unshakable belief that the cosmos is "6000 years old because that is when God made man" is at best raging solipsism, and at worst a symptom of a society with delusions of grandeur. We turn away from the Hubble Deep Field data, letting the damned thing burn up in reentry because we don't like what it implies. Mankind estimates as worthless anything that doesn't verify our opinion of ourselves as God's crowning achievement. And nobody wants to be estimated as worthless, so we go along with the "Strangers Have No Soul" doctrine that got us this far, and apply it to everything we see in a radio-telescope,or electron-microscope. So the real achievement is the thing itself, not that which it allows us to perceive. "Look at me! I have the biggest(____) in the world! That makes me best!" So we bolt about, higgledy-piggledy shouting our superiority to the stars, and scheme how we would prove it, if someone were to whisper back.
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vietcollage -
time doesn't subsist
it's but dreadful illusion
live life to fullest
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InwardUnbound -
Time means nothing. Timing is everything. So take your timing.
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agacarolhb -
I will be checking out those website you've suggested...thank again.
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vietcollage -
Old folk in the modern age
old typewriter
cannot match with megabytes
lost in modern world
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scottmartinlocke -
i will never give up my old electric typewriters but the word processor on my lap top is becoming indispensible.
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HumanBeing -
I hate to think it was not a dream. Everything in me wants to believe I went insane and all of this never happened in the real world. My rational mind tells me of course you just had a psychotic break and this kind of stuff only happens in comic books or the movies. So I'll try to pretend that it didn't happen to me. The only reason I'm writing this all down is because I need to document just what it is that didn't happen to me, in case I get a visit from the Men In Black, or Men In White Coats, or other gray budget group sent to erase my personality "For My Own Safety". I'm sure that sounds completely paranoid, but this is the United States of America and people disappear all the time here. Vanish completely, or turn up dead from "Natural Causes", or "misadventure", or any of the other forensic rhetoric a coroner uses to describe what happens to some poor sap who knows to much when someone says, "Make it look like an accident." But I know who I am; James Arlington Smith, 34 years old, living in Tres Padres, New Mexico, USA. And I know what I am; a male, heterosexual, human being, homo sapiens sapiens. I'm a real person with a job as a retail clerk at a liquor store in Taos. I have a dog, Bobo, and a cat, Shreader, and friends and family that would miss me if I were to just vanish one day. I was confirmed Episcopalian, but haven't been to church since I moved out of my parents' home 15 years ago. Maybe I should join a local congregation to, you know, get right with God, or something. Still, I get the feeling no local parrish priest can help me come to grips with whatever is happening to me. I can't expect any sane person to believe me, and I don't even want to believe it myself, but here it is, to the best of my recollection.
I was in the middle of my getting ready for bed ritual. I had let Bobo in and let Shreader out and had poured a bowl of Cap'n Crunch. I set it down on the kitchen table and turned toward the fridge for the milk. It wasn't there. The milk, the fridge, the kitchen, my apartment, Tres Padres, New Mexico. All gone like changing the TV channel. Where the fridge should have been stood a little old man in a gray and green robe who said, "Are you James Smith, HumanBeing?" I looked down and saw the Taos Liquor Shoppe tee shirt and the black and blue flannel lounge pant I always wear to bed. I held my hands up to see and feel the fresh nick on the left index finger I got from opening a carton of Cutty Sark fifths earlier today. I pressed it with my thumb, and it stung like the paper cut it is. I knew I wasn't dreaming, so I answered the nice man, "Uh, yeah...It's Jim though, not James. Uh...Do I know you?" I looked around the place we were standing together and wished I hadn't, "Like from the store or something?" around a lump in my throat. He tipped a wink, cracked a smile that turned my belly cold, and said, "Yes. That is it, precisely. You know me from the store. I am Friar Fractal. Will you sit here, please?" He waved to a dark blue office chair which rolled itself over next to me as if he had asked it to be my seat. "Folks, this is the last of our invitees, HumanBeing. I know you have a lot of questions, and we have a lot of answers. Let us see if they match." I reluctantly looked up from the all too eager chair, (I never did sit in it, too creepy for my butt) and saw who the old man was addressing. Sitting, standing, and I swear to God, floating around the windowless room was the strangest looking bunch of people I have ever seen on this side of a movie screen. Dressed in silk robes, denim and sneakers, spandex skin suits, leather biker togs, Shiny metalic purple armor, slick black business attire, and some sparkley smoke-like stuff that barely covered the yummiest rack I could want to handle, there were about thirty of us all together. "Hello everybody. I am Calliope, your host here at Hellicon, and I want you all to be as comfortable as possible as we proceed into the main part of this conference, so if you would, please take the next half hour to introduce yourselves to those who you do not already know by name, help yourselves to the buffet and open bar at the rear of the hall, and rest rooms through those doors." She pointed to a set of doors right behind where I was standing, and I had needed to pee since before I poured my bowl of Cap'n Crunch, so I was the first to hit the men's room door. Actually, I have to pee again right now, and looking at the time, need to get some sleep, cause I open tomorrow. But I will come back here right after work and finish this report because, you know, someone has to.
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scottmartinlocke -
damn skippy story. i dig it. this line of thought is self provoking. well written composition. requires further re-reading. i see a story line in there. we must bring it into the open . let the story be told.
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WordWorldWar -
Multi-pass granted for 25 entities including self.
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scottmartinlocke -
conentional wisdom knows its own limits. going back and forth between characters gets complicated. besides that my desk top is getting full of short cuts.
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scottmartinlocke -
Corporate headquarters of Lux Cypher demands immediate hearing of all council members for immediate assignments for near future missions.
A^1
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HumanBeing -
I became Head Hacker for New Mexico cell of Underground Movement to keep monolithic bastards like the US government and Lux Cypher out of my private affairs. I stumbled upon this message in Peele's archives, and I give you the same good faith warning I gave him: "You don't tell ME what to do! You can't make me so eat poo!" Read'em and weep"Spaceman", sincerely signed, (just another) HumanBeing------
Sen t and received logs are the only way I am aware of to track and account for paradoxes in comments regarding writing of real-time novel. All entries by profiled characters have affect on Aerth. Aeonado's ESOP in Enfold Way requires ongoing documentation to energize weapons, shields, FTL propulsion, nonlocal communications, and other mission support devices. CYOA and KISS protocols should be observed to prevent FUBAR cascade. Received the following message late last night. I will be in Utah compound consulting WordWorldWar on details of paradox manifestations. :8^D
Being liason officer between Lux Cypher and USDOD, Gen. Sam LaFayette must have a profile. Magellanic Bridge is inaccessible from Aerth due to time decompression effect of Time Bomb. Strongly suggest Locke and Peele be sequestered in Magic Circle safe house for duration to prevent further paradox. Communication but no more physical encounters with action characters should be allowed. Important that you two not be associated with projected rise in civilian death toll. HumanBeing, BeingHuman, and other family members of protesters terminated at space port are seeking legal representation in class action versus Lux Cypher et al. Helicon is privately owned and operated mountain complex East of Lake Powell, Utah with access to Enfold Way. Approach with extreme caution. Provide WordWorldWar with list of names/pseudonyms in party of underground movement expected to arrive. Aeonado will provide teleportation to their Extradimensional Strategic Orbital Platform supporting First Contact Fleet. I don't know about you guys, but I'm getting out of here.
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scottmartinlocke -
opinions are infinitely debatable. facts are absolute truth. all cyber members are required by law to cooperate. "Lucy Feurre" all members here by notified
are to cooperate with each other for the protection of our cause. under no circumstances will anyone tell another what to do or believe.
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scottmartinlocke -
at The Magellanic Bridge crossed over the extra-dimensional chronometric fabric of the time/space continuum and i was authorized to eliminate them
by Big Red himself.......the law guys at Leonine,Oread,Refuge and Descry consulted with Miss Lucy Feurre and decided it was a leagle and appropriate action. the first mission to the Alteria colony was a success.B'Goadai says namatse and dynawad to our efforts. out people in Punjat have been spying on southern China and found a new
space port being built. the russians are on our side.
commrads to the Alliance helping us with their Antov 225 heavy lift cargo planes. the Galactic Neighbors Association has already converted two of those earth craft to space specifications for our use in transporting
suppli es to the Stygian colony. The bipartisan Strategic Council is hard at work drawing up new alliance agreements with other colonies as well as with the United States Treasury. Impnow.com has agreed to the primary use of their site for re-broadcast of all real time transmissions from the Galactic Council.President Beelzebub Stygian has awarded Gunsaku the medal of honor and distinguished service award for making all this activity on earth possible.Mr. L. Satansson and Dr. Lucille Ferguson were also awarded honorable mentions
for their great duty to humanity.8^D and Fr^2 are in agreement. the EDIT agents dispatched to earth ahve established an active brigade here.the extra dimensional incursion team poses no problems to Lux Cypher. Mister Locke has been assigned to intelligence gathering and Big Red himself has Renewed our contract for SOULS.all fleet services have new navigational systems conversion tables for the change from mph to mpseconds. this will make coordinating the federations galactic fleet and our own ships to a new upgraded standard. miles per second was a fantastic accomplishment for the entire universe.
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the international space station
Rambling notes of a mad man
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Rambling notes of a mad man lost in thought of a never, never land always becoming while never staying the same or in one place for very long. It’s a long story, it’s a long song. Life goes on. I got notes all over the place; and it’s about time to put them all together and see what I really got. Maybe I can make something of it worthy of print. Let us go on for now.
Consider what must go through your mind to bring up every detail of the thought that consumed your attention, and negotiate thru the expression composed of composite fabrications of simple elemental thoughts.
What is this communication revealing? How is this sense of Idea supported through the strands of sentences that complete your thought? Your pattern of thinking is congruent to the reciprocal tangent of the sense the Idea has created in your mind. Reality is what you believe. Significant reality is more than just the notion of spirituality; it is miles per second.
Now I have enough material to write about. Notes, notes and more notes scattered all over my office. I must put them together; it’s a long story, it’s a long song. What makes up the moment is just a singularity between the moments that make up time broken down into particles that make up the fabric of life. Just a lot of notes along the rites of passage.
I thought the best thing to do is to type them all out and sort them later using the page numbers as they fell into random place only with some sense of logical order. There was some sense to it weeks of thoughts written and not forgotten.
Like Holy flowers, floating in the air of a morning spring day, petals everywhere from newly blooming trees. I see all the tired faces walking the streets of America searching for a dream not realizing they are already living it.
Uncertainty is a fear to be tangled with; like a frayed rope the end with its many strands of thoughts combining into one entangled mesh of twisted braid. Take it easy take your time; no use rushing through life, its one-step at a time. Ain’t no hurry time only moves at one speed – steady.
You have to have the laid-back style. The ceiling went right thru the roof to the stars, blown out by a single thought: the world is really a preposterous place. What I liked was the simplicity of Ideas combined into a story like tale. What also I liked was the surprise of a new variation on a subject not yet disturbed by some distinct thought.
It’s a completely new ballgame out there. The wild blue yonder ...More >>
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