hypnagogic Jeca the state of half-sleep in which one sees illusions 041106 ... suicidalchinadoll if this is perpetual..this is likely a problem, no? 041106 ... oldephebe or the state of genious, or receptivity to alternate modes of thinking/problem solving i tend to write my best music when i'm in that state, umm..it's like wading into the waters of epiphany...i've come up with creative solutions to strategic thinking paradigms, erm..being able to crystalize a dream or a hunch into the stark implacable language of business speak/marketing stratagems - plaiting together ostensibly incongruous constituencies into synergies of unique partnerships and limited joint ventures..so yeah hypnagogic state not neccessarily a bad thing...there's a region of the brain, the locus of our intuition that I think is uniquely harnessed in the hypnogogic state bleh ... 041106 ... oldephebe i had a chat with a discount broker at work about 10 years back about the nature of creative genious, (i think she majored in film at columbia) how to inhabit that rarefied plane or mind set...the shadows of such luminaries as beethoven, sidney lumet, david attenborrough, bach, frank zappa..and i think virginia wolfe amongst others danced tauntingly upon our impromptu pallete.. i mean i think i'm at my best when i sound as if i'm discovering ideas (and for that matter ideals) anew, evanescent, instantaneous, extemporaneous..(did i use that one already?) new roads out of heretofore abandoned estuaries of inquiry...currents and springs out of dead furrows...mingling and merging ostensibly disparate or incongruous bedmates..(did i just say bedmates? now i really DO need to consult a thesaurus!)...this chimera bred upon the boughs of air..painted out of the passions in the sea of souls before you..you feel them lend you their souls splayed open and earnest and begging to be filled and used and transmuted and turned in to something glorious.. i've probably mused upon this subject on other pages...so..aren't there times when you inhabit a state of fevered cognitive activity when the old corpus collossum is ablaze..or at least what seems to YOU to be ablaze and your speed of thought exceeds your mouths, hands ability to record or convey them.. and then the moment is gone..15 or so minutes at the periphery of greatness, genious whatever you want to call it...and you go..that is what it must be like for real geniouses ALL the time...the moment, the epiphany recedes like the tendrils of a fog...you could even sully the sacrosanct and sacred cows and they would leap into the mound of manure and help you smear it upon the fading luster of the idols... ... i got kinda off subject...i guess i'm like selectively coherent...you couldn't even say Borgesian...because at least Borgas had an architecture to his devolving involutions...soooo... ... 041109 ... RIC self congratulatory? delusional? you come off like a jason pollock painting w/o the power of the havoc that was in his heart !!! 041109 what's it to you? who go blather from