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Post by tafultong on Apr 5, 2008 22:22:43 GMT -5
Or.. Will what "You" think... What will you think?
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Post by iameye on Apr 5, 2008 22:28:52 GMT -5
Will you think, what?
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Post by CoconutFudge on Apr 5, 2008 22:45:39 GMT -5
I don't know about the Mills camp thing either, but that'd be an interesting twist.
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Post by fubarchad on Apr 5, 2008 23:22:46 GMT -5
You know Will, Miles I "Think"
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Post by fubarchad on Apr 5, 2008 23:23:25 GMT -5
OR NO?
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Post by iameye on Apr 6, 2008 7:34:34 GMT -5
'What giants?' asked Sancho Panza. 'Those you see there,' replied his master, 'with their long arms. Some giants have them about six miles long.' 'Take care, your worship,' said Sancho; 'those things over there are not giants but windmills, and what seem to be their arms are the sails, which are whirled around in the wind and make the millstone turn.'
The mills were used for grinding grain. I looked over to the stately line-up of the mills: the puff of the fine life-sustaining substance seemed to ascend and hover around the black conical roofs of the mills, momentarily veiling them in a misty cloud. I could almost smell the aroma of freshly-ground wheat.
'It is quite clear,' replied Don Quixote, 'that you are not experienced in this matter of adventures. They are giants, and if you are afraid, go away and say your prayers, whilst I advance and engage them in fierce and unequal battle.'
As he spoke, he dug his spurs into his steed Rocinante, paying no attention to his squire's shouted warning that beyond all doubt they were windmills and no giants he was advancing to attack. But he went on, so positive that they were giants that he neither listened to Sancho's cries nor noticed what they were, even when he got near them. Instead he went on shouting in a loud voice: 'Do not fly, cowards, vile creatures, for it is one knight alone who assails you.'
My vision dissolved into another. From the village below I heard a sudden cackle of hens—there must have been hundreds of them! It was as if Don Quixote himself had disturbed their busy peckings with his ponderous advance on his imaginary enemies: his counterfeit suit of armour clanked and clattered as he straddled poor, wretched Rocinante and commenced his bizarre attack.
At that moment a slight wind arose, and the great sails began to move. At the sight of which Don Quixote shouted: 'Though you wield more arms than the giant Briareus, you shall pay for it!' Saying this, he commended himself with all his soul to his Lady Dulcinea, beseeching her aid in his great peril. Then, covering himself with his shield and putting his lance in the rest, he urged Rocinante forward at a full gallop, and attacked the nearest windmill, thrusting his lance into the sail. But the wind turned it with such violence that it shivered his weapon in pieces, dragging the horse and its rider with it, and sent the knight rolling badly injured across the plain. Sancho Panza rushed to his assistance as fast as his ass could trot, but when he came he found that the knight would not stir. Such a shock Rocinante had given him in their fall.
My eyes moved down to the skeletal wooden arms of a windmill which lay on the ground at the foot of the enormous white mill. Remnants of a battle long ago? Yes, but only with time, rain, wind and incessant sun . . .
'O my goodness!' cried Sancho Panza. 'Didn't I tell your worship to look what you were doing, for they were only windmills? Nobody could mistake them, unless he had windmills on the brain.'
"Windmills on the brain!" I smiled and thought that I saw all the white sails of the mills puff and whirl in a great chorus. What an ingenious contraption, to harness nature's powers in that manner! The arms were attached to the conical roof, which could be rotated this way and that, to catch the best winds. "Coming about!" shouted the helmsman, and in unison the sails switched directions to hum a different melody.
'Silence, friend Sancho,' replied Don Quixote. 'Matters of war are more subject than most to continual change. What is more, I think—and that is the truth—that the same sage Friston who robbed me of my books has turned those giants into windmills, to cheat me of the glory of conquering them. Such is the enmity he bears me; but in the very end his black arts shall avail him little against the goodness of my sword.' 'God send it as He will,' replied Sancho Panza, helping the knight to get up and remount Rocinante, whose shoulders were half dislocated."
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Post by floyding on Apr 6, 2008 10:03:03 GMT -5
can anyone summerize what we have so far on IAAP? (including milesdeo ideas of who is IAAP)
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Post by B on Apr 6, 2008 10:36:04 GMT -5
I attempted to address some of that over at the Rotten Apple thread last night. I don't think that would go with the flow of this thread, but if someone feels that it does, they should feel free to post about it here.
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Post by ZeroCorpse on Apr 12, 2008 15:48:52 GMT -5
1. Greetings. Frequent lurker turned poster. I've been following the PID thing for years, but haven't said much. Formerly wandered around TKIN, but that got crazy. Glad to see this forum staying somewhat sane. 2. Kudos to getting the case! 3. I hope this input is useful: You're not looking at a man, or woman, or penis, or breasts. You're looking at it upside-down. THIS is the intended way, I think. Note anything familiar? The Ram. Again. Sometimes you just have to do things backwards, or in reverse, guys. And just as a side note-- if you turn it sideways, the ram's horns/breasts/balls become a "3".
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Post by skyward on Apr 13, 2008 18:24:52 GMT -5
moving day! 1) The Crowley book that I alluded to earlier; the 1976 edition. I see that a medium-sized photograph doesn't really show clearly the 1976 copyright in the title page, but that's what it is. There are no handwritten inscriptions inside this book; I checked.
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Post by iameye on Apr 13, 2008 18:45:21 GMT -5
crimson and gold, aurora.
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Post by ZeroCorpse on Apr 18, 2008 17:08:51 GMT -5
Here's the video from the briefcase, lightened up and clarified a bit. It seems to have been shot on very low quality camera (phone?) and thus isn't very conducive to being brightened up. It's pixelated, but it's the best I could do with my setup. Now I'm wondering... Vampires? Piggies? Anyway, have at it, guys.
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Post by malus on Apr 20, 2008 16:02:08 GMT -5
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Post by MikeNL on Apr 20, 2008 16:25:40 GMT -5
oh my god, didn't knew there was such a thing!
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Post by malus on Apr 20, 2008 17:19:47 GMT -5
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Post by malus on Apr 20, 2008 17:28:10 GMT -5
Scorpio Rising (1964)? "Ever sit there looking at a Michael Bay movie, or a Martin Scorsese movie, or a Portishead video, or a CK1 commercial, and think, "So where did this come from, anyway?" The answer is Kenneth Anger's remarkable 1964 short film, the barbaric birth yawp of modern (and postmodern) cinema as we know it. Ostensibly a fetishistic self-generated porn reel, made, as Genet wrote his fiction, for the maker's masturbatory pleasure, SCORPIO RISING pulls together unlicensed pop songs with obsessive images of hunky guys, leather, chrome, comic strips, and death, to create a code for the programming of music, picture, and unspoken content that would go on to inform everything you see from Nicolas Roeg to VH-1. God knows where poor Anger is rubbing two nickels together, but tonight, say a prayer of thanks for the guy who made all your culture, the good, the bad and the ugly, possible." www.imdb.com/title/tt0058555/
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Post by B on May 9, 2008 23:14:14 GMT -5
hidden deep in the secret briefcase compartment 'twas found: THE KEY!The Monkees- Mijacogeo - The Frodis Caper Clip www.youtube.com/watch?v=GbUwhVRQPL0(Eeirily reminiscent of the first video found in the briefcase!)
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Post by paulumbo on May 13, 2008 16:25:48 GMT -5
I have found something else. The symbol that looks like an Aries sign might be an early doodle by Paul. In his brother's book, THE MACS, there is a partial page of Paul's drawings that showed his attempts to come up with a Beatles' logo.
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Post by FAUllibLE on May 16, 2008 21:03:11 GMT -5
I have found something else. The symbol that looks like an Aries sign might be an early doodle by Paul. In his brother's book, THE MACS, there is a partial page of Paul's drawings that showed his attempts to come up with a Beatles' logo. Would you be willing to post that doodle, Paulumbo? BTW, absolutely love the name, props.
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Post by paulumbo on May 19, 2008 18:09:58 GMT -5
If someone will show me how to post the bookpage that doodle was on, I'll do it.
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Post by FAUllibLE on May 19, 2008 18:13:29 GMT -5
Do you know anyone with a scanner, so you can put the image on a computer? A digital camera would work in a pinch also.
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Post by paulumbo on May 19, 2008 18:15:20 GMT -5
I think there might be on at the library. I'll ask.
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Post by B on May 27, 2008 18:28:16 GMT -5
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Post by B on Aug 24, 2008 21:08:52 GMT -5
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Post by MikeNL on Aug 25, 2008 0:38:15 GMT -5
wad? he printed everything.
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