2011.06.13 07:00 -"Vast as the dark of night and as the light of day"

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    The Guardian for this meeting was Eden Haiku. The comments are by Eden Haiku.
    First comes Eliza, then Storm, then Bleu and later Zen. A kind of informal impromptu meeting of Being Theater Players, minus Sunshine and Yaku.
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    Storm, Eliza, Eden, Bleu and Zen: neuro typicals on a Monday morning
    Eden Haiku: Good morning Eliza :-)
    Eliza Madrigal: Good Morning Eden, wow!
    Eden Haiku: hehe, feeling like that on a Monday morning...
    Eliza Madrigal: I've never seen you look more resplendant!
    Eden Haiku: I overhear voices, do you?
    Eden Haiku: Thank you...
    Eliza Madrigal: I don't, but my 'voice feature' hasn't clicked in yet....
    Eliza Madrigal: When I sat down, I saw the image of Storm sitting down as well, but he isn't here... very strange
    Eden Haiku: Oh, you did?
    Eliza Madrigal: yes, hm
    Eliza Madrigal: maybe I'm just having Storm sightings
    Eliza Madrigal giggles
    Eden Haiku: seeing him in your soup after all these rehearsals maybe?
    Eliza Madrigal: yes must be, he was talking in my sleep the other night too :)
    Eden Haiku: Oh my!
    Eden Haiku: Can you imagine after the worskshop?
    Eliza Madrigal: heheh
    Eliza Madrigal: I'd love to hear about your outfit Eden
    Eden Haiku: I liked mila's idea of a black set with only voices ;-)
    Eliza Madrigal: Hi Storm! :))
    Eden Haiku: Oh, here he is! Hi Storm ;-)
    Storm Nordwind: Hi everyone
    Bleu Oleander: hi BTPs [note: Bleu means Being Theater Players :-)]
    Eliza Madrigal: Hi Bleu :))
    Eden Haiku: Hello Bleu :-)
    Bleu Oleander: wow Eden ... tres dramatique!!
    Debriefing at different layers yesterday's performances at the Molecule Theater
    Eliza Madrigal makes note to go up and grab tshirts
    Bleu Oleander: :)
    Eden Haiku: ;-)
    Eden Haiku: Eliza was wondering about my outfit ;-)
    Eden Haiku: It's part of some thinking I have been going through, intuitions...
    Eden Haiku: About how Egyptians crypted at different layers in the stone
    Eden Haiku: in the hieroglyphs and in the paintings
    Eliza Madrigal listening...
    Eden Haiku: Did fou feel that Bleu, when travelling in Egypt?
    Bleu Oleander: oh yes
    Eden Haiku: That there are hidden levels
    Eden Haiku: as in any work of art in fact
    Bleu Oleander: yes
    Eden Haiku: For example, if we look at yesterday's 3 performances in that light
    Bleu Oleander: layer over time
    Eden Haiku: the creative movement beyond the visible level
    Eden Haiku: the heart behind it all
    Eliza Madrigal: :)))
    Eden Haiku: is what we felt isn'it?
    Bleu Oleander: exactly
    Eden Haiku: the technological aspects were spectacular
    Eden Haiku: it was brilliant, witty and magical
    Eliza Madrigal: indeed
    Bleu Oleander: I hope others are inspired
    Eden Haiku: and yet, it's the inner movement behind the surface that went like an arrow into our heart
    Eden Haiku: and opened it
    Eden Haiku: yes, I think they were
    Eliza Madrigal: ah! Yes
    Bleu Oleander: I think the workshops will help
    Bleu Oleander: take some of the mystery out
    Eden Haiku: the workshops will maintain the interest
    Eden Haiku: snap
    Bleu Oleander: empower people to use the medium
    Bleu Oleander: :)
    The Tree of Life
    Bleu Oleander: saw an interesting movie this weekend
    Bleu Oleander: The Tree of Life
    Eden Haiku: Ah, heard about it ;-) How was it?
    Bleu Oleander: used music and video to "paint" emotions
    Bleu Oleander: very powerful use of sound and visuals
    Bleu Oleander: whether you liked it or not you have to appreciate the effort
    Bleu Oleander: the movie asked a lot of big questions,
    Bleu Oleander: (sorry)
    Eden Haiku: Questions Bleu?
    Eliza Madrigal: that's an intriguing comment, now more curious :)
    Bleu Oleander: still had my headset plugged in so didn't hear the bell :)
    Bleu Oleander: yes, meaning of life kind of questions
    Bleu Oleander: why there is suffering
    Bleu Oleander: why we are here
    Eden Haiku: Would you like to share one of these questions as maybe our topic this morning Bleu?
    Bleu Oleander: what happens when we die
    Eliza Madrigal: You guys are in tune :D
    Bleu Oleander: movie didn't give any answers
    Bleu Oleander: just raised questions
    Ponderings about life and death
    Eden Haiku: My Dad keeps saying that there is a reason for so many stars in the sky: he's sure we travel to one of these stars when we die.
    Eliza Madrigal: that's lovely
    Storm Nordwind smiles
    Eden Haiku: He's 87 so he ponders a lot about these things
    Eliza Madrigal: we all do, maybe as we get older the ponderings show up more, like the stars in the night themselves
    Eliza Madrigal: or when we have difficulties
    Bleu Oleander: not too many answers out there :)
    Eden Haiku: but a lot of questions...
    Storm Nordwind: I think enduring art always asks more questions than it provides answers.
    Bleu Oleander: a philosophy professor suggested the movie
    Bleu Oleander: he's going to do a salon for us
    Eden Haiku: oh nice ;-)
    Bleu Oleander: discussing some of the questions
    Bleu Oleander: hi Zen
    Eden Haiku: Here is someone with a Zen point of view...
    Zen Arado: Hi All :)
    Eliza Madrigal: :) somehow thinking of 'why am i me and not you' from the poem in Angels of Desire
    Eliza Madrigal: Hi Zen :)
    Storm Nordwind waves
    Zen Arado: BTP meeting?
    Eliza Madrigal: Ah, Wings of Desire
    Bleu Oleander: ha, yes BTP
    I copied/pasted the last part of the conversation for Zen
    Eden Haiku: [7:16] Bleu Oleander: yes, meaning of life kind of questions [7:17] Bleu Oleander: why there is suffering [7:17] Bleu Oleander: why we are here [7:17] Eden Haiku: Would you like to share one of these questions as maybe our topic this morning Bleu? [7:17] Bleu Oleander: what happens when we die
    Thoughts about death
    Bleu Oleander: saw another movie also
    Bleu Oleander: The Fountain
    Bleu Oleander: similar theme handled very differently
    Storm Nordwind: We are all minions of the fearful Egyptian angel here with us. Look upon her with dread!
    Bleu Oleander: hehe
    Eden Haiku: No, I'm just unfamiliar. Not dreadful Storm :-)
    Storm Nordwind chuckles
    Eden Haiku: Zen, when do you think happens when we die?
    Zen Arado: the body disintegrates
    Eden Haiku: I meant "what"...
    Zen Arado: what dies?
    Eden Haiku: ahah
    Eliza Madrigal: :)
    Bleu Oleander: what's born?
    Zen Arado: he we think it is a ;who'
    Eden Haiku: My first thought about death was when I was about 8 years old
    Zen Arado: if we leave out the 'who' no problem is left
    Zen Arado: ?
    Eden Haiku: A young uncle died on a construction site where my Dad was also working
    Eliza Madrigal: and you remember that Eden?
    Eden Haiku: Yes. I felt all the upheaval: my grandmother in tears.
    Eden Haiku: They told me he was "dead" and it took me a while to register that.,
    Eliza Madrigal: oh. yes
    Eden Haiku: When I went to bed, I tried to imagine I was dead.
    Eden Haiku: How it felt
    Eden Haiku: Found myself travelling through the stars
    Bleu Oleander: best book I have read on death: Julian Barnes "Nothing to be frightened of"
    Eden Haiku: felt immortal
    Eliza Madrigal: :)
    Eden Haiku: Maybe my Dad is right after all ;-)
    Eliza Madrigal: funny, the idea of 'feeling' immortal
    Eliza Madrigal: 'what' feels :)
    Storm Nordwind: "We are stardust..."
    Immortality and layers
    Zen Arado: immortality would be dreadful I think
    Bleu Oleander: the stars died so we could be born :)
    Eden Haiku: I do think we are immortal beings ;-)
    Zen Arado: living here on earth anyway
    Zen Arado: we would get so bored
    Eden Haiku: in mortal shields
    Zen Arado: unless everyone else was immortal maybe
    Eden Haiku: or shells
    Storm Nordwind listens to Zen and puts 2+2 together to make 5... Fact: Storm never gets bored. Conclusion: Therefore we are all immortal. QED!
    Zen Arado: but we couldn't be a 'being' if we were immortal
    Bleu Oleander: if we never "know" we are dead then we are always alive ... an immortality of sorts
    Zen Arado: some kind of energy field maybe?
    Eliza Madrigal: :))
    Eliza Madrigal: if subscribes to a sort of notion of the many layers, and our worlds appearing not as 'it' (outside somewhere) is, but as we are
    Bleu Oleander: true for some very large values of 2 Storm ;)
    Eliza Madrigal: then mortality would be a sort of layer perhaps
    Eliza Madrigal: perceived beings
    Zen Arado: it is an unknowable thing seems likeliest
    Zen Arado: but it is also in our nature to wonder
    Eliza Madrigal: just one angle, but hmm... now Bleu's comment makes me think of "the others'
    Eden Haiku: layers are such an interesting layer of reality...
    Eliza Madrigal smiles @ Eden
    A bunch of neuro typicals?
    Eden Haiku: the other day, I met by chance a relative who's schizophrenic.
    Eden Haiku: was trying to make sense of what she was saying
    Eden Haiku: couldn't quite see what she meant (it was paranoid stuff)
    Eden Haiku: but I knew she was seeing things I don't see...
    Eden Haiku: she sees through different layers and filters
    Zen Arado: yeh I know a woman well who has Aspergers
    Zen Arado: but we think we are the 'normal' ones
    Eliza Madrigal smiles
    Zen Arado: they call us NT's
    Eliza Madrigal: we do?
    Eliza Madrigal: :)
    Zen Arado: neuro typicals
    Eden Haiku: ah yes, I remember you shared that Zen. NT's?
    Bleu Oleander looks around for normal ones
    Eden Haiku: Neuro typicals!!! WoW!
    Zen Arado: because we think in such a strange way (to them)
    Eden Haiku: You look very neuro typical Bleu :-)) hehe
    Eliza Madrigal: @@
    Bleu Oleander: haha
    Eden Haiku: Good insult to remember!
    Zen Arado: we ask ..how are you...and are surprised at a detailed answer
    Eliza Madrigal: hahahah
    Zen Arado: we are so flase :)
    Eliza Madrigal: we cease hearing Zen in favor of routine?
    Eden Haiku: When I asked her how she was, you know waht she said?
    Zen Arado: and illogical
    Eden Haiku: She said: Professionnaly, everything is fine :-)
    Eden Haiku: She never worked..
    Storm Nordwind: I was a synesthete when younger (pre-teen). It took me many years to understand that others did not see the world as I did.
    Zen Arado: yes so what is...normal?
    Bleu Oleander: :/
    Storm Nordwind: normal is just what survives
    Bleu Oleander: !
    Eden Haiku: synesthete is what exactly Storm?
    Eliza Madrigal smiles widely!!
    Eliza Madrigal: "Professionally everything is fine" I love that :D
    Storm Nordwind: Synesthetes have cross coupling of senses. They hear colours, see sounds etc
    Eden Haiku: Yes, I enjoyed her irony :-)
    Eden Haiku: I bet you still do Storm ;-)))
    Eden Haiku: You neuro typical in hiding!
    Eliza Madrigal: Oh...lines must be lagging... sorry if I'm off-beat :)
    Eliza Madrigal: maybe greater blending?
    Storm Nordwind: To some extent yes. Very little now though, although traffic signals still make a noise for me :)
    Eliza Madrigal: :))
    Eden Haiku: smiles
    Eden Haiku: Thanks for the link Bleu.
    Zen Arado: I am not allowed to generalize with my Aspergers friend
    Bleu Oleander: yw!
    Zen Arado: everything must be specific
    Eden Haiku: There is a typical Baudelaire poem with synesthesia...
    Eliza Madrigal: but Storm it isn't 'reversed' right, more added to? like the sound with the color?
    Storm Nordwind: yes added to
    Storm Nordwind: richer
    Bleu Oleander: crossed neural circuits
    Zen Arado: so could be an advantage?
    Storm Nordwind: I found it so
    Bleu Oleander: yes, can be
    Bleu Oleander: I feel colors in music
    Eden Haiku: ever wondered why Storm is so multi-talented? I'm sure it's a clear advantage!
    Zen Arado: does Marijuana help us to have spiritual insights?
    Storm Nordwind: A disadvantage is, of course, having others want to stamp it out of you because you're different!
    Eliza Madrigal thinks of Mr Holland's Opus where the father composes a board of light and sound for his deaf son to hear "Beautiful Boy" :)
    Eden Haiku: does it for you Zen ? (grinning)
    Bleu Oleander: :) Eliza
    Zen Arado: a friend was half stoned when I talked to her last night and she claims it idoes
    Eliza Madrigal: heheh
    Zen Arado: I have never tried it
    Storm Nordwind: I wouldn't know Zen. Never had the stuff. Don't seem to need it :)
    Eliza Madrigal: :))
    Next Art of Being project
    Bleu Oleander: so are we all going to do an Art of Being piece for the next project?
    Eliza Madrigal: I would think not on its own, but if you look at many nature cultures there seems ways to blend into rituals ... perhaps letting down defenses and barriers
    Zen Arado: she gave me that link
    Eliza Madrigal: so that may be new for people and thus insight
    Zen Arado: must say that I am wary of it
    Eden Haiku:
    Correspondences by Charles Baudelaire
    Nature is a temple in which living pillars
    Sometimes give voice to confused words;
    Man passes there through forests of symbols
    Which look at him with understanding eyes. 
    Like prolonged echoes mingling in the distance
    In a deep and tenebrous unity
    Vast as the dark of night and as the light of day,
    Perfumes, sounds, and colors correspond. 
    There are perfumes as cool as the flesh of children,
    Sweet as oboes, green as meadows 
    — And others are corrupt, and rich, triumphant,
    With power to expand into infinity, 
    Like amber and incense, musk, benzoin,
    That sing the ecstasy of the soul and senses. —
    William Aggeler, The Flowers of Evil (Fresno, CA: Academy Library Guild, 1954)
    Eliza Madrigal: what is insight may be a better question :)
    Zen Arado: it addles your brain I read somewhere
    Zen on old horse: a wonderful jalopy ride!
    Storm Nordwind: When you ride in a limo Zen, would you really want to change to a jalopy?
    Bleu Oleander: I've had some wonderful jalopy rides :)
    Zen Arado: :))
    Eliza Madrigal: I think I won't be here Bleu... really need an PaB videographer :)
    Eliza Madrigal: hehe Bleu
    Eden Haiku: About the Art of Being project Bleu: yes, I'm very tempted:-)))
    Bleu Oleander: oh great Eden
    Bleu Oleander: was hoping you would be
    Eliza Madrigal: "addling the neuro-typical brain" by Zen Arado
    Bleu Oleander: with your flare for drama
    Zen Arado: :))
    Eden Haiku: looking for jalopy in Webster. Sounds like a kind of old horse?
    Zen Arado: old car
    Bleu Oleander: have one
    Eliza Madrigal: curtain opens: Zen on old horse, smoking marijuana...
    Eden Haiku: hehe
    Bleu Oleander: hahaha
    Eden Haiku: Very nice Eliza!
    Storm Nordwind: I'm in two minds. Would not want to intimidate others (not saying I'm that good of course). Just want to encourage. If an example helps, fine. If not, I'll just help everyone else.
    Bleu Oleander: musing about immortality
    Zen Arado: I had an idea for a piece
    Eden Haiku: Oh it would be so nice having you create another play Storm!
    Zen Arado: but I would have to sing
    Eliza Madrigal: Bleu and I just gave you one :)
    Eden Haiku: listening to Zen
    Eliza Madrigal giggles
    Eden Haiku: would love to hear you sing
    Bleu Oleander: haha
    Zen Arado: not sure I have the nerve for that
    Bleu Oleander: sitting on a horse?
    Eden Haiku: please do have the nerve Zen!
    Zen Arado: nah
    Eden Haiku: you can borrow Arch's horse maybe?
    Eliza Madrigal: aw yes, would be brave but wonderful :) yes! Tilting at windows "to dream the impossible dream"
    Eliza Madrigal: *windmills
    Zen Arado: an old bluesy song
    Eliza Madrigal: hehhe
    Storm Nordwind: Pre-record it, and when you're happy with it, we can put it on the music stream - and you can mime! ;)
    Eden Haiku: which song would you sing Zen?
    Zen Arado: sixteen tons
    Eden Haiku: Ah see, Storm the wizard makes everything look so easy ;-)
    Zen Arado: you know it?
    Bleu Oleander: :)
    Eliza Madrigal shakes head now curious
    Bleu Oleander: hum a few bars
    Bleu Oleander: hehe
    Eliza Madrigal: :))
    Eden Haiku: yes Zen, pleaaaase!
    Zen Arado: how would I record it?
    Storm Nordwind: Download Audacity Zen (from http://audacity.sourceforge.net/) and record and edit your own as a .wav file. Then upload it to http://media.io/ and convert it to .mp3 and send me the file.
    Zen Arado: ok I'll try it anyway
    Eliza Madrigal: wow great
    Storm Nordwind: yay!
    Storm Nordwind: All our sound clips were edited using Audacity
    Bleu Oleander: 10 second clip limit?
    Storm Nordwind: No
    Storm Nordwind: No limit
    Storm Nordwind: That's only for uploadable sounds
    Bleu Oleander: oh right not in sl
    Eden Haiku: Sorry for that. 16 tons tilted me our of SL...[clicking the link Zen had given us, I got disconnected and came back]
    Storm Nordwind: No limit on a music stream
    Bleu Oleander: not thinking today
    Zen Arado: it's funny how shy we are about singing
    Eliza Madrigal: better go, bit of a cold and some things to do ... amazing how there are more options than we think of at first
    Bleu Oleander: feel better Eliza, take care
    Zen Arado: but I could nearly just talk on this one
    Storm Nordwind: Have some hot lemon tea and take care Eliza!
    Eliza Madrigal: will be exciting to hear you perform Zen but if I'm not here then maybe you can post the file after?
    Zen Arado: take care Eliza
    Eliza Madrigal: Thank you! :) Yes I have ginger lemon I think :))
    Eden Haiku: take care sweet Eliza ;-)
    Eliza Madrigal: bye for now my Friends, thanks so much
    Storm Nordwind waves
    Zen Arado: we'll see how it goes
    Eden Haiku: What a great dress!
    Bleu Oleander: bye Eliza :)
    Zen Arado: bye Eliza
    Eden Haiku: Au revoir ma belle!
    Bleu Oleander ⊱ Au revoir ⊰
    Bleu Oleander ⊱ smiles ⊰
    Zen Arado: au revoir a tous
    Bleu Oleander: hehe, love my special effects :)
    Zen Arado: byee
    Eden Haiku: Lovely Bleu :-)))
    Storm Nordwind: Bye all
    Bleu Oleander: bye all :)
    Eden Haiku: Bye Zen ;-)
    Eden Haiku: Did Eliza say she won't be there on July 31st?
    Storm Nordwind: I kind of got that feeling, yes
    Eden Haiku: phone brb
    Storm Nordwind: k
    Eden Haiku: Brother. Will have to leave...
    Storm Nordwind: OK bye for now!
    Storm Nordwind waves
    So sorry I left abruptly, I had to take the call.
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