Sean's skewed life

[Sean]

Dunno Brian, I don't have that many friends...

[DavidW]

I for one appreciated reading your bio Sean.  Thanks for having the courage to post a candid portrayal of yourself.

[Josquin des Prez]

I wish life had threated me half as badly as that. My existance closely resembles that of Gregor Samsa, and i can only look at such "blackness" with envy.

[DavidW]

I wish life had threated me half as badly as that. My existance closely resembles that of Gregor Samsa, and i can only look at such "blackness" with envy.

Well uh they have prozac for that you know?

[(poco) Sforzando]

Primary school 1974-81: was doing really well until about seven when was drawing a tree one day the teacher asked me to do something with it without explaining properly. From then on hated the school with a special vengance that I only understood years later- came to see that many other people's minds work in terms of patterns or normative systems whereas mine just works in terms of understanding, and if this isn't available I have difficulties, the tree being one of the first examples.

Why does this sound as if it was pilfered from the opening chapter of Saint-Exupéry's The Little Prince?

Once when I was six years old I saw a magnificent picture in a book, called True Stories from Nature, about the primeval forest. It was a picture of a boa constrictor in the act of swallowing an animal. Here is a copy of the drawing.

In the book it said: "Boa constrictors swallow their prey whole, without chewing it. After that they are not able to move, and they sleep through the six months that they need for digestion."

I pondered deeply, then, over the adventures of the jungle. And after some work with a colored pencil I succeeded in making my first drawing. My Drawing Number One. It looked something like this:

I showed my masterpiece to the grown-ups, and asked them whether the drawing frightened them.

But they answered: "Frighten? Why should any one be frightened by a hat?"

My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa constrictor digesting an elephant. But since the grown-ups were not able to understand it, I made another drawing: I drew the inside of a boa constrictor, so that the grown-ups could see it clearly. They always need to have things explained. My Drawing Number Two looked like this:

The grown-ups' response, this time, was to advise me to lay aside my drawings of boa constrictors, whether from the inside or the outside, and devote myself instead to geography, history, arithmetic, and grammar. That is why, at the age of six, I gave up what might have been a magnificent career as a painter. I had been disheartened by the failure of my Drawing Number One and my Drawing Number Two. Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.

[Josquin des Prez]

Something tells me Saul's upbringing was devoid of grown ups.

[(poco) Sforzando]

who are these guests......

"Gast, wer du bist, wüßt' ich gern..."

"Friedmund darf ich nicht heißen;
Frohwalt möcht' ich wohl sein:
doch Wehwalt mußt ich mich nennen."

[(poco) Sforzando]

I wish life had threated me half as badly as that. My existance closely resembles that of Gregor Samsa, and i can only look at such "blackness" with envy.

I do hope no one has yet thrown an apple onto your exoskeleton.

[Sarastro]

Hate to revive such a bizarre thread, but ...

Well, what about that:



What is that "Unknown Action"? (I've just looked at the board a couple moments ago and saw it)