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Jan. 12th, 2007 @ 08:56 pm Invitation: A collaborative creation project
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I am trying to launch a collaborative creation project:


The concept is this:

1. You can create anything you want and send it to the list, rants,
word experiments, poems, MP3s of songs, videos, original scanned art,
photos, stories, essays on any subject you like.

2. Anything sent to the list becomes open source, that means that
once sent to the list anyone on the list can take your work and
"remix" it, create something new, write a sequel to your story... I'm
hoping to get some collaborative serials going where one person starts
a story and another continues it, etc.

I've tried to get this thing off the ground and gotten a few people
signed up, but no one is posting anything but me. Help me out, here!

I'm giving Skreetch one week. If on January 19, 2006 I am still the
only one on the list posting anything, I will declare the experiment a
failure and delete the mailing list and its archives. For one week I
will do my best to try to lure people into the ecstatic joy of
co-creating creative works... if no one is interested, then I'll
shrug, delete the list and concentrate solely on my solo projects.

I know we have some creative folks on here, some talented writers,
artists, musicians. Would you like to collaborate with me and others?
May. 23rd, 2005 @ 02:24 pm (no subject)
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First of all, while we are slightly changing the alternative book idea: If you would rather do the book as orignially suggested please email us with your address and we will send you additional information and start the Alternate Book Project as originally suggested. (We already have several people interested in this idea so we will still do this if you are interested in this project. :) )

If you would like to participate in both projects that is welcome as well. An update on the Alternate Book Project would be provided this week. :)

Information about the new project: The Pages Project.

Due to the enormous response and interest in this project we are contemplating an alternative idea to our original suggestion.

We're thinking that each person could mail to us their work, page or pages (any size, shape, color, anything they desire) and we will scan the pages as they arrive and post them. Creatively this allows you to use any media or medium that you want that can still be bound into a book. You can use notecards, any kind of paper, you could make a collage, or even make your own paper. 81/2 x 11 or smaller is recommended for binding reasons.

Since anybody could be sending us pages at anytime your identity will remain anonymous. We will give you our address so it will be both the mailing and return address. That will make it less expensive and faster.

Then at the end we will send everyone a complete pdf file of the project. Of course all the pages will be scanned on the livejournal anonymously and anybody can give feedback on each individual page. We will still assemble and bind the pages into a hardcover book if people are interested in having a copy of the book we will still do that for the cost of producing the book. (This way everyone would have a final copy either in the form of the pdf file or in the form of an actual book).

Based on the number of people already interested, alloting just ten days apiece for production time not counting mailing time it would be a year and a half before there was a final product if we followed the original plan. The final product would be a hard bound book.

We think people would like to see the work sooner. Also the people at the end of the book would not receive the book for an entire year or more.

For the first publication of the Pages Project the deadline is June 6th 2005.

If you are interested in being a part of the Pages Project please comment with your email address included and we will send you our address.

This would be an ongoing project so people who are newly interested can email us at midnight_confessions248 @ yahoo.com at anytime.

If you would rather do the book as orignially suggested please email us with your address and we will send you additional information and start the Alternate Book Project as originally suggested.

If you would like to participate in both projects that is welcome as well. An update on the Alternate Book Project will be provided this week. :)
May. 15th, 2005 @ 09:52 pm (no subject)
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In this post I am promoting my community.

It is a journalling community whose focus is on alternative journalling books, that are sent to members for their contributions and then mailed to the next person. Anonymity will be preserved in every way possible. The purpose of the books is to provide people with an outlet by which they can voice their fears, desires, secrets, experiences, whatever they feel they can't normally share with people. This idea is loosely based on Post Secret (http://postsecret.blogspot.com/). There will be a minimum of two books circulating through the member pool so that it will be impossible for people to know who they received their book from or who they are sending it to. A place to be truly human, NOTHING, is off limits.

Mar. 12th, 2005 @ 09:37 pm Dreams Of Jade
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Current Mood: nostalgicnostalgic
Current Music: old ladies playing euchre in the lobby where i work
Brittle Wisps Of Silken Emotion
Shattered Into Darkest Night
Mirrored Anguish Screams Before You
Hidden In The Pale Moon's Light
How Far Must I Go Before I Can Find You
My Prince Of Shadows, Lord Of Dark,
Can You Not Hear My Whispered Callings
My Memories Of You Have Left Their Mark
Burning Blackened Rotting Flesh
My Scattered Dreams And Thoughts Of You
Writhing In My Dying Mind
How I Wish That They Were True
But Nineteen Years To Date Have Passed
And You Have Yet To Come To Me
With My Mortal Heart I Yearn
For My Immortal Soul To Be Set Free
And So I Wait, Year By Year
Hoping That You'll Come To Me
My Lord Skyshadow, Jaded Flame,
Return To Me, And Let Me Free
Mar. 12th, 2005 @ 07:25 pm ...
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Standing in the middle of the empty room, i hear the voices. they sound so happy, and it makes me ache inside. i once belonged to that happiness. it once thrived within me. but now? now i fade away bace into the shadows of myself. i am longer welcome to that place. it is no longer my domain. i have outlived my time as friend, and i drift back to empty soul. if only i could die, but yet, i live to prove that i am strong enough to deal with the pain that you deal me... saying that you need me, then laughing at me when i am not there. do u not see that as your dreams are fulfilled, mine are crushed?
you seem so haughty, and praise yourself, you think that you have become so much more by the way i let you walk all over me, but you know nothing. i laugh at you, and as you feed my pain, and i hate you even more. i don't need you, i only want the pain. holy pain. the truth that even as much as i wish i could love you i don't because i will never trust you. You are my nemesis, my friend. you are nothing but an emotion that binds me to this plain. and i hate you for it. i have made thius mistake of love before, and i shall not copndemn myslef to it's eternal hell ever again. i am alone, and i love it.
but yet, if i love it so much, then why am i crying?
i want you to understand me, but you don't. you think i can take care of myslef, and i can, i honestly can, but what makes you think i want to?
you sit there, and you ask me not to leave, because you would feel alone, but yet yopu think nothig of the feelings which i hold. nothing of my life..... and nothing of my pain
you call yourself my friend
i call you death
death to emotion, because i refuse to feel the jealousy
death to the truth, because i know all of your lies,
death to your tears, as futile as they are to me
and that itself makes me ask.. why do you cry? do you honestly think that i will care? and when you make me laugh, do you honestly think i am no longer mad at you? you are a fool. i sit here and i write this, and you don't even know who i am, yet i bet you you would say you understand my pain. you understand nothing. you aren't like me. you can't be. i am one and alone, forever.
alone....because you call yourself my friend
Oct. 13th, 2004 @ 10:32 am (no subject)
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i didn't forget about you...
Apr. 27th, 2004 @ 12:11 pm Blah
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Current Mood: scaredscared
Well I'm not in art class or anything but I drew this on my own time and since I havent posted in a hwile on this thing, here ya go... Its pretty plain

Apr. 13th, 2004 @ 09:59 am (no subject)
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when the moment
when you knew you'd fall
had passed, and you
found yourself nowhere
but fallen
for all those words
written on water

but your hands from the deep
slipped through my
hands from the quicksand
and I so blind
grasping at all the
nothing that was left
slid beneath the surface
into that madness again

now I'm so far
inside this pocket
that I've found
streams underground
and I'm learning to swim
having mastered the art
of learning to drown

but it's hard now to tell
which light is closer,
whether upstream or down
back into the river,
or out to the deep.
Apr. 7th, 2004 @ 09:47 pm (no subject)
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Current Mood: crushedcrushed
Current Music: one step closer - linkiin park
sigh. deadness. my computer died and so ibought a new one. so here i am, but no body wrote anything. i am a littl edepressed at the moment, but that's just because i am pmsing and i missed rob's phonecall from work. oh well. please post. i really like eading the entries here, and it makes me feel lonely if no one writes anything:(
Mar. 23rd, 2004 @ 08:24 pm (no subject)
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Current Mood: aggravatedaggravated
Current Music: Bob Seger- Old Time Rock "n Roll
A Broken Heart

A broken heart
Once again torn
Finding a fake love
Weeping in the morn’
All a lie
Never knowing what was true
He’s just a heartbreaker
No matter what I do
I was warned
They all told me
My heart would be hurt
But I didn’t see
I was ignorant
Blind and lost
Sucked in to an ideal love
My heart did it cost
Arrogant and stupid
A fool to my blind ways
The new day wont be the same
Tears will fall hard as I may
Silent but there
A sign of emotion from I
Lying in bed at night
My eyes travel to the sky
A full moon
Brighter than any star
Shining on my face
Dreams flow from afar