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Dec

Posted by: AUDIOMIND in Uncategorized

This is utter nonsense!!!

After speaking with comrades all over the South-East USA……I have come to the realization that this is probably one of the worst NYE event[s]planning in my life. In particular this NYE seems to be !THE WORST! in terms of events planned for what some call ‘the scene’, in all my ten years involved. [and this includes music other than electronika as well!]

Nothing really major going down in DC……Richmond VA……Knoxville TN……Roanoke VA……Triad NC……Atlanta GA……Raleigh NC……Nashville TN…….

If we are to go the route of electronic mayhem…..we would only have Sharaz in Nashville TN……tired azz Dieselboy in Charlotte NC and finally a number of ‘local’ whoa-downs in select cities >>> Knoxville/Richmond/Baltimore/Atlanta/Columbia/Charleston

I had hoped that Atlanta would come thru…..but the most we have there is:
1- Nothing at Masquerade
2- Sector 9 at The Tabernacle = SOLD OUT
3- J-Luv at Eleven50
4- Little Jen & Nasir at The Mark Atlanta [Played at that place before and it is NICE!]

Starting in 2005 [AGAIN] it is time to dust off the ABA moniker that has been tarnished by the irresponsible ‘cats’ of my crew…..and for me to locate a good venue and to begin throwing events again.

With no competition from the now MIA mythos and tonic……and little competition from both sky and liquid [those clubs are lackluster at best]…..it is about time I become, yet again, a part of the promoting fray and hope for the best. I don’t expect to bring or do anything inspirational……pioneering…..or something that hasn’t been done before [but who knows], but I CAN GUARANTEE you one thing…..

I WILL CERTAINLY DO THINGS DIFFERENTLY……economically/financially/promotionally/
artistically/ETC….but most of all I will dibble in variety!!!!! This sphere of promotion has certainly been lacking in Charlotte ever since moving here.

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Dec

Posted by: AUDIOMIND in Uncategorized

so before it may get lost forever in digital bliss………

………..>>>

As we have now entered upon a book in which the course of our history will oblige us to relate some matters of a more strange and surprising kind than any which have hitherto occurred, it may not be amiss, upon the introductory chapter, to say something of that species of love, that which is so-called ‘marvelous’. To this we shall, as well for the sake of ourselves as of others, endeavor to never set some certain bounds, and indeed nothing can be more necessary, as critics of different complexions are here apt to run into very different extremes; for while some are ready to allow, that the same thing which is impossible may be yet probable, whilst others have so little faith in their spirit; not such as we do, that they believe nothing to be either possible or probable, the likes to which have occurred……through our own observation.

I may as well try to write; since, were I to go to bed, I shall never sleep.

I never have had such a weight of passion upon my mind in my life, as upon the demise of all that is negative in this world; whose soul is now rejoicing in the regions of light.

You may be glad to know the particulars of my happiness.

But hard as I might try to proceed; for all that is clamor and provoked; the sadness retired; but not one of the lot of ‘them’, and least of all frowns, I dare say, now shall rest forever.

My lady’s right hand in both of mine, no face covered, bathing each in its own warmth, in elevated strains, but broken accents.

What is dying but the past grief?

The mortal frame of angst may seem to labor–but that is all!

It is not so hard to love as I believed it to be!

The foundation is the difficulty………I have had time for that–the rest is worse to other beholders than to me!

We are blessed with hope……hope itself…..with each other…..love itself.

Read these words and smile a sweet smile, while beaming over your [and mine own] countenance…………………………………………..>>>

Were I (who to my cost already am one of those strange, prodigious creatures, man)….. a spirit free to choose, for my own share,
What case of flesh and blood I pleased to wear,
I’d be a dog, a monkey, or a bear,
Or anything but that vain animal,
who is so proud for seeming rational?
The senses are too gross, and contrive
A sixth, to contradict the other five,
And before certain instinct, will prefer
Reason, which fifty times for one does so in error;
Reason, a figment of the mind,
Which, leaving light of nature, sense, behind,
Pathless and dangerous wandering ways it takes
Through an ocean of error’s thorny brakes;
Whilst the misguided follower climbs with pain
Mountains of whimsies, heaped in our brain;
Stumbling from thought to thought falls headlong down
Into doubt’s boundless sea, where, like to drown,
Ardor, bear him up a while, and make us try
To swim with bladders of philosophy;
In hopes still to overtake any escaping light,
The vapor dancing upon our dazzling sight
Till, spent, it leaves us to eternal night.
Then old age and experience, hand in hand,
Lead him to her, and made him understand,
After a search so painful and so long,
That all our life we have been in the wrong?
Huddled in dirt the reasoning engine lies,
Who was so proud, so witty, and so wise?
Pride drew us in, as cheats their bubbles catch,
And made our venture to be made a wretch.
Our wisdom did their happiness destroy,
Aiming to know that world we should enjoy.
And wit was our vain, frivolous pretence
Of pleasing others at our own expense,
For wits are treated much like common whores:
First they’re enjoyed, and then kicked out of doors.
The pleasure from the past, threatening doubt remains
That frights the ‘enjoyed’ with succeeding pains.
We of wit are dangerous tools,
And ever fatal to admiring fools:
Pleasure allures, and if that foothold should escape,
‘Tis not that we aren’t beloved, but fortunate,
And therefore what we fear in our hearts; together, we shall hate.

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Dec

Posted by: AUDIOMIND in Uncategorized

Random thoughts……..

Attractive women get a lot of attention.

In fact, for an attractive woman, attention can actually become a DRUG.

I have personally known and dated some very attractive women and I can vouch for the fact that the most attractive women seem also to be the most INSECURE women when it comes to their attractiveness.

Illogical?

Maybe.

But think about it this way.….

If you’re an unusually attractive woman, your looks become your IDENTITY.

Everyone that meets you mentions your looks.

Every guy you date tells you how beautiful you are.

Every day, everywhere you go, you have people talking about how you look.

But MORE importantly, the more you hear it and the more you think about it, the more you begin to realize that there are OTHER women that are MORE attractive than you.

Since “appearance” is the topic that’s always coming up, you’re always thinking about it.

If a woman with a bigger chest walks by, you immediately think “maybe I’d be more attractive if I had a bigger chest” and you feel insecure.

If a thinner woman walks by, you think that maybe you should be thinner.

If a woman with a different color hair walks by, you wonder if your hair is the right color.

This kind of ‘competition’ triggers INSECURITY every single time it happens and it happens constantly.

Trust me.

This kind of thing gets WORSE the MORE attractive a woman is…because the most beautiful women are often MODELS/DANCERS/ENTERTAINERS/ETC…and they get to go from one audition to the next…and see literally hundreds and hundreds of other “competitive” women that each have some feature that’s just a little “better” than theirs.

Now imagine what it’s like to be a woman with “average” or above average looks.

If your looks are on such a scale, you don’t seem to hear about them so much.

Your looks aren’t the topic of every conversation.

Your looks aren’t your “identity” the way they are for the most beautiful women….[according to whom???]

And since you don’t think about your looks as much, and don’t talk about your looks as much, you don’t feel that much deeper insecurity often felt by an extremely attractive woman.

Reality can be pretty weird sometimes.

It’s different for each of us.

You can put a beautiful woman in a room with 100 guys who all think she’s the hottest thing they’ve ever seen… but she’ll still feel like “nothing special” and she might feel like she looks horrible that evening.

All the compliments she hears will roll off her like water rolls off a duck’s back and she will be thinking about how one of her girlfriends just got a boob job and how insecure she feels now because guys look at those new boobs a lot……[oh how shallow you might say…..]

The reality of THE situation is that very few women have the “whole package”.

The combination of looks, personality, + emotional stability, and intelligence is RARE.

This is where moll=e makes her grand entrance…..violently swinging in on jungle vines like the Amazon woman she is…..fofl…..

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Dec

Posted by: AUDIOMIND in Uncategorized

curious to know if this site for Free I-pods is real or not……

on another note……steal me:

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Dec

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not to warp this issue into the realm of great scorn….please pause for a moment and turn the tables and scope the positioned view from my shoes…and vice versa…….

now that ive made my peace…..can we move on to the next grand adventure…..like…..

do you plan on making an outfit for NYsD?

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Dec

Posted by: AUDIOMIND in Uncategorized

gmail invite spooler

would someone please let me know when one is available?

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Dec

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what I should do every-time reality seems grimmer than my ‘dreams’……

…….start by looking around and down at my body and think about all the forces aligned against me – power hungry presidents, crazy terrorists, mad gangsters, uncontrollable diseases, tectonic plates moving, asteroids aimed at the earth, melting ice-caps, nasty ass-wipes and all the rest….. then…..spend a moment marveling at and appreciating the utter miracle of my continued existence (my presence prevails, notwithstanding) and say resolutely, yet humbly:

‘So far so good!’

for, if staying alive no matter what, is the name of the game (and I’m not saying it definitely is but I can’t think of a better name for the game) then the very fact of my so far continuing existence here is ample reason to say it and keep on saying it, moment by moment, as i wind my way along the often twisted great thoroughfare of life.

- so far so good.

when my path is constricted and I’m feeling hard done by, keep in mind that following such a constriction there will be a phase of utmost ease and abundance.

normally i steer clear of ‘online quizzes’ but this one seemed appropriate…..