Phil's e-mail:

Email from David Crane

Date: 10/3/03 14:21
Subject: Fall edition

Dr. Gairden,

It has come to my attention that you are the ultimate reason for the delay in the Fall edition. This news is very disheartening as it was my recommendation that ensured your position. I urge you to remember that you are part of a team and their judgment is to be respected.

David Crane

 

From Beth's Metadex:

Personal:

  • Pick up prescription for Laika
  • stop at the office
  • go through PA file
  • call dad
  • finish adding accounts to the archives
  • Call Mom, clear time on Friday for lunch
  • Set up appt for Laika’s annual
  • pick up dry cleaning
  • stop by grocery

 

Beth's e-mail:

Email from mlo@metadex.net

Date: 10/3/03 17:01
Subject: Labyrinth report

On your Friday progress sheet, you say that you worked on your report for the Labyrinth project that afternoon, but I know you took that afternoon off.

You're my star worker, so I'm not going to make an issue of it, which is why I'm sending this here rather than at work; but let's be clear that it mustn't happen again.

I'll expect you to have the report finished and ready to go by Monday morning.

MLO

Email from Mom

Date: 10/3/03 22:32
Subject: Call your father

Elizabeth

Thank you for the lovely lunch. It was nice to see you, however short. However, you know me, I'll always worry. Please take care of yourself. And don't forget to call your father, he would appreciate hearing from you. Have you thanked him yet for your birthday gift?

kiss-

your mother

 

Phil's e-mail:

Email from emc2@metadex.net

Date: 10/4/03 04:53
Subject: little-boxes archive

Well, I am convinced that there's more to these. I've been going over it in my head and it just doesn't make sense. I'm sure that I'm just seeing things that don't exist, especially at this hour. Have to run some errands and get some work done today, will try to call you later.

Oh, I wanted to thank you for the other night. I'm not sure why seeing him affected me so. It was such a long time ago, I know. I was over it. I am over it. Besides, it makes no sense to dwell on the impossible.

emc

 

Beth's site update, Oct 5:

Biography: My Life

What is there to tell?

I’m a 20-something living in the Northwest and working in the tech industry. Rather typical, really. My life is simple and content, which is exactly how I like it.

I've learned that living a lie can be quite difficult. One lie leads to another and that to yet another. Before you know it, you are left choking in the very web you wove. That's how it was with us, the secret meetings, the cryptic phone calls, the emails that said volumes by saying nothing at all. We were choking ourselves, we were choking each other. One day we just let go. We went our own ways. It wasn't our choice but it was the only way. I just never heard from him again and it was done. As the emotion faded, the situation became clear. It was the only way and I see that now. Yet suddenly it's back. I wonder, am I the spider making the web or am I the bug trapped in it.

 

paintover.net:

http://www.theaquapolis.com/urchin/carelessly.*

Oct 4 22:36 carelessly.mp3
Statik

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 

 
Oct 5 02:39 carelessly.jpg
Caesar

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 

 
Oct 5 03:10 carelessly.wsg
Malloc

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 

 
Oct 5 03:14 carelessly.gif 
Plastik

 

Whoah!  So what's with all the activity on the nodes?



Nice spot.  Cozy and clean.  Good work.



Oct 5 03:19 carelessly.lhp
Bounce

 

sweet. 

guess we'll see if anyone else gets here. 

mello, you got it yet? 

later.



Oct 5 03:21 carelessly.kbp
Mello

 

heya heya heya

yeah yeah I got it, this is so cool. hey did you guys see all the craziness that happened here a bit earlier?

the server must've taken a serious whomping, seriously! whomp! ha!

i'm not talking about script kiddies, though. even though the tracebacks on those are really dumb-o. la la la,
pound the server, when really, a bit of finesse and all. right, guys? heh! I so mean that! we're the best.

yep, so i'm here. is that all? baker's dozen and then some? what what what what.

ok, pizza's here!!



Oct 5 03:22 carelessly.graffle
Omni

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

  
Oct 5 03:26 carelessly.bh
Leak

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 

 
Oct 5 03:32 carelessly.m_u
Double

 

"Okay, I'm in now. Count me down, yo."

 
 

Oct 5 03:34 carelessly.txt  

Texel

texel is klaar
texel is unique
texel is...googlism, etc.
texel is here

 
 

 
Oct 5 03:43 carelessly.goo
Spawn

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


  

  

 
Oct 5 03:48 carelessly.doc
Breakpoint

 
 

 
Oct 5 03:54 carelessly.ypt
Random

 

BUT A GRAVITY'S BORSCH-POO ON STUPID'S KITTIES STOMPS AROUND CAIRO.  
DOGMA-LUNCHEON DOES SELL INDULGENCES!  
BUT WHEN DO WE WEEP ANTIQUITY?

 
 

 
Oct 5 03:57 carelessly.qm2
Buzzkill

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(Say what?  First, I am well.  Wackiness, lots on here again.)?

 

 

 

Oct 5 04:19 carelessly.mic

Scratch

 

Flash file:

sorry i'm late
sorry i made you wait

your clues were annoying
what's with this thing?

i'm no poet
but you're no hacker

scritchety scratch

 

 

 

 

Aquapolis incidentlog, 10/08/03

SafeSys Incident Log
2003.10.08-Autolog begin 07:29:05
07:29:05-rec/breach/beta/delos/2311
07:29:05-rec/breach/beta/delos/2312
07:29:05-send/initalarm/beta/delos
07:29:05-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/4
07:29:05-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/5
07:29:05-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/6
07:29:05-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/7
07:29:05-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/8
07:29:06-rec/breach/beta/delos/2315
07:29:06-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/2
07:29:06-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/3
07:29:06-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/9
07:29:06-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/1
07:29:06-rec/breach/beta/delos/2316
07:29:06-rec/breach/beta/delos/2317
07:29:06-rec/bulkheaderror/beta/delos/7
07:29:06-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/7
07:29:06-send/initalarm/alpha/beta/gamma/delta
07:29:06-send/initalarm/global
07:29:08-rec/bulkheaderror/beta/delos/7
07:29:08-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/7
07:29:10-rec/bulkheaderror/beta/delos/7
07:29:11-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/7
07:29:11-rec/bulkheadclosed/beta/delos/4
07:29:11-rec/bulkheadclosed/beta/delos/5
07:29:11-rec/bulkheadclosed/beta/delos/6
07:29:11-rec/bulkheadclosed/beta/delos/8
07:29:12-rec/bulkheadclosed/beta/delos/2
07:29:12-rec/bulkheadclosed/beta/delos/3
07:29:12-rec/bulkheadclosed/beta/delos/9
07:29:12-rec/bulkheadclosed/beta/delos/1
07:29:13-rec/bulkheaderror/beta/delos/7
07:29:13-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/7
07:29:15-rec/bulkheaderror/beta/delos/7
07:29:15-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/7
07:29:17-rec/bulkheaderror/beta/delos/7
07:29:17-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/7
07:29:21-rec/bulkheaderror/beta/delos/7
07:29:21-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/7
07:29:27-rec/bulkheaderror/beta/delos/7
07:29:28-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/7
07:29:35-rec/bulkheaderror/beta/delos/7
07:29:35-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/7
07:29:43-rec/bulkheaderror/beta/delos/7
07:29:43-send/bulkheadclose/beta/delos/7
07:29:49-rec/manualoverride/beta/delos/7
07:30:32-rec/bulkheadclosed/beta/delos/7
07:30:33-send/systemcheck/beta/delos
07:30:33-rec/systemsecure/beta/delos
07:30:33-send/systemcheck/alpha
07:30:33-rec/systemsecure/alpha
07:30:34-send/systemcheck/beta
07:30:34-rec/systemsecure/beta
07:30:34-send/systemcheck/gamma
07:30:34-rec/systemsecure/gamma
07:30:35-send/systemcheck/delta
07:30:35-rec/systemsecure/delta
07:30:35-send/systemcheck/lobby
07:30:35-rec/systemsecure/lobby
07:30:35-send/systemcheck/global
07:30:35-rec/systemsecure/global
2003.10.08-Autolog end 07:30:36
Event Duration-00:01:31

 

 

 

October 08, 2003

dina.thenekodas.com

Leiphe Lessons

1. Do you believe in astrology?

I think I don't. I used to like to dabble in it, and I like seeing coincidences and the presence of serendipity, but I am not convinced that these things rule my life. Rather, they seem to be quite obvious indications that it's quite the opposite, if I could ever just really take a minute and drink it all in.

2. Do you read your horoscope regularly, occasionally, or never?

I'll read it every now and then. So many web portals have the option to unclude a horoscope, but then I read several by different authors for the very same day, very same sign, and I realize those poor guys must be so bored with their jobs. I mean, honestly: is Mars eternally in retrograde, or what?

3. If you do read your horoscope, has the advice therein helped you that day?

Hardly ever. I mean, as far as strictly following horoscopes as a guide for life. More often, they seem like, um, journal prompts! "There is someone in your life that you don't know about, but he is protecting you from afar," that sort of thing. I mean, really. Why do the astrologers know this, and not me? Hmmm?

4. Do you like knowing what's in store for you each day, or would you rather feel in control of your own destiny?

I know what's in store for me each day, because each day happens.

5. If you knew that a particular astrologer was accurate, how much would that be worth to you?

I can't even wrap my head around this concept. It seems quite alien to me!

Posted by Dina at 07:39 AM

 

 

Beth's e-mail:

Email from pgairden@metadex.net

Date: 10/9/03 08:02
Subject: re: little-boxes archive

It has been my experience that there is more to gain from following your instincts than in ignoring them. Your mind is complex; I will grant you that. However, it has its weaknesses. In order to work as efficiently as it does, it skips information that is often vital...filling in the data as it sees fit. Your instincts rarely fail you and ignoring them can often be dangerous and lead to regret.

It is a lesson that I learned in my childhood and something that has brought me far in life. It's not one that I like to ignore, which has made this week so difficult. I did publish the article by Dr. Leo Kane, though I still have my doubts. Politics is an ugly game and one that I've rarely won. Despite the wealth of sound material for this edition, there was no choice but to publish with his quackery. That may be harsh and an apology may be due, but a quick look at his website does not ease my concerns. There is just something about that man that I do not trust. I've begun an investigation into him, though I've not found anything conclusive. Thus my doubts, my instincts, went ignored. Is it right to be so upset when people that you respect do not respect you?

Phillip

 

drleokane.com:

Dr. Leo Kane is a licensed professional psychiatrist specializing in research in mind-body psychiatry and the interplay of science, nature, technology and medicine. Dr. Kane's work has been highlighted in several leading publications.

Thanks to a generous continuing grant, Dr. Kane is able to pursue research opportunities around the world and make incisive, thought-provoking discoveries about the nature of the mind and its inner workings. His insightful studies and publications highlight an evolving, ever-changing approach to standard psychotherapeutic techniques and methodologies. Never content to rest on his laurels, Dr. Kane has put forward many controversial theories about the nature of the mind and its relationship to the greater universe both within and without even while colleagues are content to accept the status quo.

Physicians and other health care professionals, in times of restrictive insurance reimbursement programs and dwindling resources in the medical community at large, have criticized Dr. Kane for his sometimes audacious and very often daring research. He is more often than not vindicated by finding the very methods he was criticized for in years past becoming accepted as standard of care in modern treatment programs. Dr. Kane continues to infuriate and vex the medical community while at the same time surprising and exciting them with his findings.

If you would like information on Dr. Kane's current research projects, please visit the Practice page for up-to-date information.

DISCLAIMER: The information presented here is not to be taken as personal or professional advice. I cannot diagnose or treat any complaints or answer personal questions or give advice under any circumstances. When choosing a therapist, bear in mind that it is impossible to guarantee the success of psychotherapy. Much depends on both the patient and therapist and the relationship between the two.

Curriculum Vitae

Leo Kane
Date of Birth: July 27, 1960, Honolulu, Hawaii
drleokane@drleokane.com | http://www.drleokane.com

1981 Psychiatric aide, Hawaii State Hospital, Certificate.
John A. Burns School of Medicine
University of Hawai'i at Manoa 1982-83 - specialization in mind-brain research, psychoanalytic theory and psychosomatics; qualified National Boards, Part I

1978-82 University of Hawaii premed studies
Research and writing, 1984-present - Thanks to an ongoing grant, I am involved in mind-body psychiatry and various theories and hypotheses on the cultural relations of science, technology, medicine and ideas of human nature. In 1989 the results of my research were the basis for a Public Television special, "MindScience: Unlocking the Last Great Doors." A followup special, currently in preproduction, is slated for spring 2004.

1994-present Twice weekly psychoanalysis with Dr. Jane Harrisburg
independent practitioner

1989-99 Owner, Managing Director and Editorial Director, Kane Publications.

1993 Editor, Cultural Sciences Quarterly Journal Worldwide
quarterly journal published by Kane Publications

Committee Memberships:
Association of Hawaiian Therapists and Researchers; Science, Society and Technology Brotherhood; The Society for Social Responsibility in Science, Medicine and Technological Research.

Publications:

Books:

Mental Machinations, Kane Publications, 1998.

Articles:

Other Roads: Alternatives to Standard Practice, Psychiatry This Week, vol 2 number 1 (supplement) 2003

I'm OK, You're So-So, Psych Quarterly Clinical Update, vol 23 number 7, 2000 pp 329-40

Dealing With Defeat, International Journal of Hypothesis in Psychiatry, vol 4 number 12, 1997 pp 1775-80

Online Publications and Unpublished Manuscripts:

The Mind of the Master: New Age Theories Applied to Psychiatric Illness (manuscript in progress)

Waking the Witch: Visualization Techniques in Sleep Paralysis, Paranormal Research Journal, vol 2 number 4, 2003

Psychiatrist as Shaman, Paranormal Research Journal, vol 1 number 4, 2002

Meditation for Madness, Paranormal Research Journal, vol 1 number 3, 2002

Phantoms in Therapy: A Review of Phantoms in Psychiatric Disorder, Paranormal Research Journal, vol 1 number 1, 2002

Practice

Aloha!

This is the place to go to keep up with my current research and studies.

At the current time, I have suspended patient sessions with Jane's practice and am on an extended sabbatical. I've been asked by so many colleagues recently what my latest project is about and when they can expect to see a full manuscript that I've decided to share what I can here.

In the spring of 2002, I was sent a prepublication report of a former patient of mine who had not responded to therapy with myself or any of a number of other therapists and indeed seemed destined for institutionalization. Imagine my surprise when I found out that the patient, Mrs. Z, had responded dramatically and quickly with the assistance of a single individual's efforts!

Of course my interest was piqued and I proceeded to follow up on this individual who could seemingly work magic--for lack of a better term--on the previously hopeless. Along the way I was able to use some of the research I had gathered to write articles for a couple of publications, and the deeper I looked into this individual the more fascinated I became.

Who is this miracle worker? In a word, Wongmo. Out of curiosity, I arranged to attend one of his weekend seminars on music as therapy and to be perfectly honest, my eyes were opened. I learned ways of thinking in that one weekend that to this day I'm surprised I never thought of myself.

I am currently conducting exhaustive research into Wongmo's methods and successes and hope to have a finished manuscript available concerning this incredibly talented man by spring 2004. I will, of course, be including in the appendices some of the case reports I have gathered based on my various observations and research. Wongmo has kindly made himself available to me for my studies any hour of the day or night and I am taking exhaustive notes and documenting all I humanly can.

Leo

ps--I apologize for not answering mail and expect to be able to do so once my research here is finished and I'm back home in my very own office.

 

wongmo.org

I Am Wongmo
I Am Wongmo
Peace.

Aloha!
Welcome to Wongmo's academy of new-age knowledge and enrichment resources!


Close your eyes and visualize dolphins splashing in the gently rippling waves. A warm breeze blows the palms around you, bending their fronds gently. Your toes digging deeply into the hot, moist sand, you drink it all in like a pina colada in the desert.

There, isn’t that relaxing? Don’t you feel the tension slipping away from you like sand crabs at low tide?


I am Wongmo, your host and mentor on a journey of self-discovery. Through the courses and seminars I offer, you will find yourself immersed in the healing power of self enrichment and find yourself transported to an island of tranquility and self knowledge. Many of my ongoing courses are available via internet subscription or by postal mail and my weekend seminars, held several times a year on the Big Island, are the perfect way to incorporate my coconuts of knowledge into the tree of your day-to-day life.

Wongmo is committed to helping you feel better about yourself and your life. Even if you didn't realize it, you hold the power to change anything in your own universe. Your outer life is a reflection of your inner universe. As your attitudes change in the inner self, the outer self magically changes!
People sometimes ask why Wongmo has chosen Wongmo rather than, say, Howard or Fred or maybe Clarence. Wongmo chose "Wong" because to the ancient Chinese "Wong" meant "pure of heart." "Mo" signified soul, honor, wisdom, and divine, unconditional love and transformation. Together, they symbolize the spiritual and the elemental, the mental and the essential, the conscious and subconscious, the yin and yang, the beginning and the end. Symbolism is important to the creative mind and spirit, and Wongmo suggests that you choose a symbolic name for yourself in your journey as well. One recent attendee chose to call herself "Princess Rose Quartz," a fitting name that helped her focus on her spiritual studies.

Wongmo is a certified hypnotherapist with more than two decades of experience in guided past life regression. In addition, Wongmo is also a teacher, spiritual counselor, ascencion healer, and spiritual steward for mother Earth and all those who walk upon her face. Wongmo frequently teaches self hypnosis in his seminars and courses, and offers for purchase CDs and audio tapes based on his decades of experience in spiritual exploration, expansion and growth.

As a spiritual counselor, Wongmo can clear your blocked energy fields and energy bodies, helping to release stagnating energy within you. This stagnating energy stands in the way of raising your personal frequencies to higher vibrations. For an additional fee, Wongmo can also balance and realign your chakras.

9 October 2003

Wongmo is pleased to announce all available openings for the upcoming retreat on October 11-18 have been filled.

12 September 2003

Join Wongmo in Hawaii for a week-long getaway and quench your creative thirst with a variety of seminars, workshops and events!

The second annual Wongmo Retreat for the Spiritually Dehydrated will take place from 11 October through 18 October 2003. Wongmo has reserved space for the first 200 paid-in-full participants at the beautiful Honolulu Hotel Ekela, overlooking some of Honolulu's most breathtaking beach property. The four-star Hotel Ekela offers fine dining, luxury rooms, concierge service and private beach access.

Some of the seminars and workshops Wongmo will present include:

  • Your Inner Dolphin
  • Music of the Sea: Beginning songwriting
  • Music of the Sea II: Advanced songwriting
  • Pixels on the Page: Beginning online journaling (hosted by special guest Fiona Leiphe, founder of Leiphe.net)
  • Haiku for Health: 5-7-5 Can Change Your Life

Cost per person for this week-long retreat ranges from $2950 per person based on double occupancy to $3895 per person. For registration forms and other information, all you need to do is send Wongmo mail!

Wongmo would love to see all of you there!

 

Phil's e-mail:

Email from emc2@metadex.net

Date: 10/9/03 20:10
Subject: re: logic and instinct

Phillip, I understand what you are saying. However, I'm reminded of something C.S. Lewis once said, "Our instincts are at war...each instinct, if you listen to it, will claim to be gratified at the expense of the rest." Man stands above because of the ability to think, to reason. We have the power to sort through our conflicting instincts and see the truth. That power comes through logic. As it stands right now, there is no logical relationship for the patterns that I am seeing.

A repeat of the Plagues? That just doesn't happen. Logic would almost have to dictate that it is nothing more than an elaborate hoax. Yet one that is so complex? That spans the world? I have been poring over images, articles, and emails and it just does not add up. Nothing adds up.

There is a new project at work, one that could make quick work of this. Unfortunately, I don't have access to the application myself. However, there is a function on Friday. The office would be empty. Marcus has access. Is my sanity worth the risk?

 

Pics in Marcus Ormond's metadex, 10/9/03:

               

 

 

update to Beth's site, Oct 11:

Biography: My Work

I’ve never been a cheerleader-type and I certainly wouldn’t have gotten an award for school spirit. I’m a behind the scenes sort of person that does what needs to be done to the best of my ability. So when I was honored with the first corporate-wide employee of the month, no one was more surprised than me. Granted, logically I was a good choice. Several months after James Avery, a brilliant and passionate man who gave his heart and soul to this company, announced his retirement leaving the company without direction. After some languishing on the decision, the company has finally appointed a new CEO. While this is ultimately a good thing, the changes and uncertainty have made many employees and investors nervous. My entire career has been spent with Metacortex in R&D, a department that represents the future of the company. By choosing me, the company is showing faith in the dedicated employees as well as a commitment to the future. It was a very symbolic choice, yet one that I hope provides me with some security. 

That wouldn’t have been an issue just a few months ago. I’ve worked under the same man since I started with the company as a college intern. We clicked immediately and he became more of a mentor than a boss. He supported me, he challenged me, but most importantly, he trusted me and I trusted him. Now I am not so sure. His demeanor toward me has slowly shifted over the past few months. It was easy to justify with the increased pressures that he has been facing, though he always rose to the occasion in the past. My work has been consistent over the past few month, my habits have not changed significantly. Yet his attitude towards me has changed. Last night I believe I discovered why.

 

Biography: My Hobby

It all started out so innocently. A simple link to a website sent from a friend with the half-hearted plea, "You've gotta check this out! It can't be real, can it?" One website led to another and another and another... Before I knew it, my bookmarks were filled with crazy sites that seemed to be documenting another world. A world that called to me, that fascinated me. 

The world, as we know it, is guided by a relatively complex set of simple rules. These rules are not only built on logic and order, they establish logic and order. These rules, these physical laws, cannot just be ignored or discounted. Yet here I was looking at page after page of instances that seemed to operate with different rules, ones that disrupt what we know to be true, to be possible. 

Many people accept these instances on faith and consider them to be signs or miracles. Others believe that they're figments of a deluded mind or elaborate hoaxes meant to trick the feeble minded. I don't know what I believe. However, I do know that science, history, and knowledge dictate that there is a logical and rational explanation for such phenomena. They may be paranormal, but they are not abnormal. 

For the past few years, I've spent countless hours living a normal life in a paranormal world. I know that every paranormal phenomenon has a logical or rational explanation. It could be something as simple as a hoax; it could be something far more complex. Today I am faced with accepting one of the most elaborate hoaxes that I’ve ever seen; a series of events spanning the world which seem to have come right out of the bible. Logic would dictate that this just couldn’t be real. Yet on the other hand, it wouldn’t seem very logical that a hoax of this magnitude would be feasible. Hopefully the truth will become clear soon.  
[note - bold added to show changes]

 

Phil's e-mail:

Email from emc2@metadex.net

Date: 10/11/03 00:28
Subject: Caught

I cannot believe my night. I cannot believe what I found. I cannot believe that I was caught. I cannot believe that I let myself get off track. Phil, what is wrong with me? Why am I losing my focus? Why is James suddenly everywhere? What is happening?

As planned, I was working late on a project and told Marcus that I would do my best to get to the hotel on time. I explained that I'd put the stuff on his desk when he left and that I would give him his key when I got to the hotel. Everything was fine and the office slowly emptied out. I went into his office, knowing that he would have superuser access to the latest Labyrinth build. It was not a problem and I could have easily explained it all away.

Yet there it was, an entire folder on James. I just found myself looking through it all. It makes no sense. Why does Marcus have it? What does he know? Is this why he's been so cold to me lately? I had the folder open on the desk and was looking through his other files to find something, anything, when I saw Katherine's shadow. I threw my report on top of the folder, but I'm sure it was too late. I tried to talk my way out of it while attempting to put everything back in order; I'm certain that it didn't work.

We headed to the meet and greet together and she didn't really say anything about it. Come to think of it, she was more interested in talking about the paranormal. I didn't see her talking to Marcus at the hotel, he was busy with the other directors. I can only hope that she lets it go before Monday.

What was I thinking? More importantly, why is James suddenly everywhere?

 

    

 

paintover.net:

http://www.little-boxes.net/stairs/stairs/stairs/

Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:35:17 GMT silvia.bh
Leak

 
 

 
Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:35:44 GMT silvia2.kbp
Mello

 

those guys are crap for crap! i tell you, it's one thing to be l33+ or whatever, but it's another to be all stomp stomp stomp raaaar! about it, too. manners are not my best trait, but at least i can hold a fork and knife!
OPPOSABLE THUMBS, people!!!!
yeah! k, later!



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:35:52 GMT silvia.doc
Breakpoint

 
 

 
Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:35:59 GMT silvia.gif
Plastik

 

Those nodes were nuts!

Pretty wack.  Nice patching, btw.  Gold star for YOU, now!



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:36:10 GMT silvia.graffle
Omni

 
 

 
Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:36:18 GMT silvia.jpg
Caesar

 

So we saw this flux and burst of activity, and then down to nothing. Well, we saw the echoes, anyhow.

Definitely not a human footprint. This is a whomp on a huge scale that I am not sure any ordinary script could pack into such a little amount of access. The whole log is massive and ... well, unbelievable. Except it happened. You guys saw it, you all saw the spike. I'm surprised this whole subnet's not toast.

(cont'd.)



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:36:28 GMT silvia.kbp
Mello

 

whomp! yay, heh, good word!
those logs were ginormous and stuff, i know -- i took a look right before it all went crasholah... yesssssssss we do have quite a weird thing on our hands, yes sir
it's too bad things went down like they did - some people gots no class, no ass, lots of sass
*shakes head* so, if like, we didn't do this, and the other doofii didn't do it, and wasn't human, what was it???
that's some crazy energy, there. i wonder, i wonder!



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:36:38 GMT silvia.lhp
Bounce

 

zoiks. it's like some huge robot scuffed its shiny metal feet on the carpeting of the world and then touched its metal claw to the server.

huh. weird. ok, i'll work on my metaphors.



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:36:47 GMT silvia.mic
Scratch

 

if i could grab my nuts and sing falsetto, i'd croon like all the rest about what a freaking hero you are. oooooh, caesar! you know the CLASSICS! yer so cool! can i be like you? how many books do i have to read?

i'll be the guy over here, having FUN.

-scratch

 



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:36:55 GMT silvia.mp3
Statik

 

I'll call you.

 



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:37:02 GMT silvia.txt
Texel

 

done gone and planted yourself somewhere new, eh?
what's your plan, Stan?
the spike seems to have left everything unscathed.  quite odd.



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:37:09 GMT silvia.wsg
Malloc

 
 

 
Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:37:15 GMT silvia.ypt
Random

 

ignominious vowel whispers completely, ignominious degeneration stoops awfully, dingy degeneration sullies uncomfortably, unhoped vein sighs finally, soundless entry sucks irritably, gray light whispers unholily, ignominious life capitulates dryly, soundless battle-axe overflows irritably, aggressive concubine languishes sleeplessly, sharp vortex exhales abruptly, uniform sack capitulates hysterically, perfect party falls undesirably, baleful creationism overflows uncomfortably, upright entry overflows completely, vibrant corduroy overflows caressingly, soundless language concocts completely, concrete dream shrieks expectantly, perfect condescension craves terribly, dark chivalry usurps hypocritically



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:37:21 GMT silvia2.bh
Leak

 
 

 
Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:37:28 GMT silvia2.doc
Breakpoint

 
 

 
Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:37:34 GMT silvia2.jpg
Caesar

 

Speaking of footprints - sorry about the switcheroo with this whole home base thing. I had thought everything was OK, but it looks like some bigfeet from elsewhere (who invited them? man!) decided to take the ball and run with it. Mom always said not to play ball in the house, and well, stuff got broken.

I cleaned and wiped as much as I could (saving the node spike stuff for myself, of course), and then broke it even more. I had to; the oafs were stumbling all over the place, tripping alarms and making a huge mess. Way to be a ballerina, Gerry Fleck. Of course, _'s got some medium-level guys, and so I hung out until they could see my present to them. I pointed at the hole, tattled on bigfoot, and left a leetle wiggle room after I gave them the fixes. So that's why we're here now.



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:37:40 GMT silvia2.lhp
Bounce

 

i would shake my fist in indignation, but as long as it's peaceful around here, i'm good. hrmph.



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:37:47 GMT silvia2.mic
Scratch

 

it takes a nerd to know one, dorko.
god, you're so smug! like anyone caused any real harm. why are you so worried about this precious network anyhow? if you wanna tiptoe through life, that's fine, but I don't have time for this. let me know if you EVER get a clue or an idea of how the world works.

 



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:37:52 GMT silvia2.mp3
Statik

 

Three cheers for caesar!

hip hip
hip hip
hip hip

hooray!



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:37:59 GMT silvia2.txt
Texel

 

thanks for helping with the cleanup!



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:38:05 GMT silvia2.ypt
Random

 

She drearily sings to the intense spoon
Because the quills cut before the foolish shoes.
Where does a man slide so quickly and brightly?
How are the houses?
The paper comes darkly through the clever sharks.
A hill falls.



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:38:10 GMT silvia3.jpg
Caesar

 

Why the hostility? Are you mad I got here first? That it wasn't like last time, where you got fried and nearly got us all pinned to the wall? What's the deal?

 



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:38:16 GMT silvia3.mic
Scratch

 

look, i'll play your game because i like the pipe this place is sitting on. but i'll skip the rallies and ticker tape. these pansy-ass passcodes have GOT to go. we're off the grid anyway - NO ONE WOULDA GOT FRIED. misrepresenting me is not cool, man. i bet that spike was just a bad thunderstorm in redland, i bet. smug ass!



Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:38:20 GMT silvia3.txt
Texel

 

boys, boys, you're both pretty. keep it quiet, scratch, OK? omni was right - the layout here indicates more than just some thunderstorm or something. i think it'll be really interesting to keep an eye on this place.

 

October 13, 2003

ethan.thenekodas.com

test

test

Posted by Ethan at 11:20 AM

 

Hi, Ethan! You so sexy!

Stay away, ladies, he's mine!!!

:D

Posted by Dina at 11:39 AM

 

Heh, back atcha, babe! So I can use this anywhere right? And why can't we use email, again?

Posted by Ethan at 11:44 AM

 

Beth's e-mail:

Email from pgairden@metadex.net

Date: 10/13/03 01:12
Subject: re: Caught

Beth! I'm sorry but I've not been able to get a decent connection since I arrived and my account logins have been giving me an inordinate amount of trouble lately. I meant to respond earlier; I've been worried!

What did you find in the folder? And what exactly was going on with you and James? I mean, I know you were close and that you saw a lot of each other...did he get you mixed up in something? Are you in trouble?

I have to say, I never took a liking to that guy. I know you and I agreed to disagree on that point a long time ago, but is this finally the proof you needed that he was a bad risk?

I have a feeling that if you keep your head down and your nose to the grindstone, this will blow over quickly. You're probably making more out of it than it has to be.

Let me know how it goes...

Phillip

 

October 13, 2003

dina.thenekodas.com

Dreamtime

I am thinking ...

It's still really valuable to me to use a paper journal for my dreams, but digitizing them is also incredibly satisfying, thought I can't (quite yet) put my finger on why.

Suffice it to say, I don't have as much time to sit here and play with text on a screen, but I will try to keep an eye on those pesky dreams, work them into some bit of reason.

Posted by Dina at 04:26 PM

 

Phil's e-mail:

Email from emc2@metadex.net

Date: 10/13/03 22:13
Subject: re: re: Caught

Files! He had detailed files on both of them! Where would he get those and why would he have them out after all this time? It doesn't make any sense!

And of course he called me into his office this morning. I haven't felt that guilty and helpless since I got caught stealing cookies when I was 8. He said maybe I should take a sabbatical. I told him I didn't want to but maybe I should.

No, I keep reminding myself that I just need to buckle down and concentrate on my work while I'm at work. But then I can't stop trying to wrangle my research into some semblance of a pattern, to the point where I obsess so much that I would have to question any pattern I did arrive at...and THEN, on top of it all, this image of James suddenly has the ubiquitousness of an AOL free trial CD!

Why DID he have that file? WHY?

 

from Ormond's metadex, Oct 15:

 

from Phil's metadex on Oct 15:

 

October 15, 2003

dina.thenekodas.com

Leiphe Lessons

1. Do you like to shop?

It's funny; Ethan has always been the one to bargain hunt or trawl the malls for shoes or clothes or gear for vacations and things, but because I am the one with more free time, it often falls to me to purchase household goods. To say that I like shopping is a bit of an overstatement. I do like being able to make a list, walk into a store, and walk back out again with a minimum of fuss. I didn't come from a very wealthy household (we weren't dirt poor, either, as far as I knew), but I did learn the value of a dollar, and how not to let impulse buying rule me. Somehow, I still have lots of (art) clutter, but I've never bounced a check over it.

2. If you were dropped into the middle of a shopping center, where would it be? Is it crowded or empty? What color is it painted? What types of stores do you see?

I think there would be just enough people that I could walk through unhindered, but still have the feeling of humanity surrounding me. Soothing colors like mauve and dusty green and pale yellow, deep reds ... I don't know. It's hard to say - so much of the presentation of so many stores is about thwacking you soundly about the eyes with neon signs and loud placards and branding. It's this huge network, you see, all clamoring for attention and time. Very draining! I see stores that are well-established and homey, in my ideal shopping center - less of the plastic and formica, and a bit more of real wooden door frames and etched glass. Walkways wide and lined with live foliage, lighting less of the garish fluourescent kind, more warm. The stores are selling foolscap and luxurious writing pens, sheets of music, blank and printed with favorite songs. Clothes that are real and useful and look even better with a little wear and tear. The air is not clogged with orange julius and rancid hot dog smells, but is fresher, green.

3. Do you stay and walk around or do you just leave? Do you do any shopping? If so, what do you buy? How does it make you feel?

I will stay for a little bit, in this idealized place. It's far more pleasant to me than the blatant plastic consumerism that passes for shopping malls these days. (Although, when were shopping malls ever pantheons to the people, instead of the big corporations?). I will do a little shopping; whatever's on my list is fair game. After that, I might treat myself to a new book, or maybe a new piece of music to try and decipher (I'm getting better all the time with sight-reading!). I feel stressed still, I think, because I'd rather be productive than wandering around looking for ways to spend money, but in this fantasy place it's a thousand times easier to deal with.

4. Is there a food court? Do you visit it? Do you get anything to eat? If so, what is it?

Maybe for an ice cream cone. I allow myself to have an occasional weakness for a really good dark chocolate ice cream, or something with orange or cinnamon in it.

5. Have you ever spent more than $500 on one visit? How did it make you feel as you left? How did you feel the next day?

Yes, once or twice recently, as I've really been in the swing of music (no pun intended, I swear!) over the last many months. Musical instruments cost money, as do sheet music, metronomes, pianos (!!), etc. Don't worry; this is stuff we've saved up for - I mean, Ethan and I hardly knew this was all lurking under the surface for me, but we've been good about being frugal where it counts while still living as full and rich a life as possible. We're still trying to keep more aside, and again, it's not for anything in particular, even though I feel like I am still waiting for more to come forth and bloom in my life. Buying those first music-related items was joyous and heady and so, so scary. Walking back to the car, I almost turned around and walked back and returned every single thing in my arms. But, the next morning? I awoke feeling more grounded than I had in ages, and I had finally had a night's sleep (mostly) free of the intense (somewhat disturbing) dreams I've been having over the last couple of years. I knew then that I had made the right decision, and that this was an investment not to be taken lightly.

Posted by Dina at 06:48 AM

 

October 15, 2003

ethan.thenekodas.com

better'n e-mail

I think this might be easier. After I got my friend web guru to set this up for me, I kind of realized that this might be better than e-mail, because it's all in one place, and I can put pictures up and things so you will remember me kindly.

:D

I grabbed the last of the nasturtiums today and made them into a dressing for salads. Peppery! Just feeling the tissue of the blossoms under my fingertips reminds me of the apartment I was living in when you and I first began to date. There were windowboxes all along the railings, a profusion of red and bright bright joyful yellow, and that's what I remember in those first heady days of getting to know you, seeing your car pull up the street, watching you walk up to my door.

Those days were clear and sunny - new things were afoot. Those new things have somehow become old things (we're getting to be a couple of old things, ourselves), but the joy and comfort of those colors rings in my ears like belltones.

Posted by Dina at 08:24 AM
 

Hmm

Ah, ok. I must admit, it is easier to access this from anywhere, as opposed to checking my email account.

My only question is, is this stuff relatively private?

Anyway, I gotta get to a meeting. I should be home late tonight, unless I get bumped or something. I'll call if that's the case.

Ooh, and pics would be nice.

Posted by Ethan at 01:27 PM

 

O.M.C.

That's Old Married Couple to you, bub.

There are so many journals and weblog things out there nowadays. No one's going to care one whit! what we talk about here, so I really doubt anyone will come back here to snoop.

Besides, it's not linked from our main website (webpage? splash page? who knows?!), so it's not like it's really out there, not really.

See you later tonight - unless I fall asleep reading like I did last night. This change in the weather always messes with my circadian rhythms or something.

Posted by Dina at 02:04 PM

 

Email from Beth to her mailing list, "Life in a Box," Oct 16:

Hi!

Work is not going well at all. That’s part of the reason for the resurgence of the email list. I’m just not comfortable writing the truth on my website and that bothers me. I have always made a point of finding and stating the facts as I know them to be. Now that may lead me down a road that I am unwilling to take. 

Last Friday, I was working late. I had explained to my boss that I would put a few papers in his office and then lock up for the weekend. While in there I was distracted for a few minut