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mr.garett typed

>Hello Anna,
>
>It has just dawned on me that you are part of a group who are corrupting
>freedom via a product, programme. 


dear mr.garett [you can read between letters as well as lines yes +?]

nn would like to read to you a story. [just you]

are you comfortable +?


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            \/\  there was once a velveteen rabbit and in the beginning he was
                 really splendid. he was fat and bunchy as a rabbit should be;
                 his coat was spotted brown and white, he had real thread whiskers
                 and his ears were lined with pink sateen.
                 on christmas morning when he sat in the top of the boy's stocking
                 with a sprig of holly between his paws, the effect was charming.

                 .... the rabbit could not claim to be a model of anything for
                 he did not know that real rabbits existed.

                 .... "what is real?" asked the rabbit one day. "does it mean having
                 things that buzz inside you and a stick out handle?"
                 "real isn't how you are made" said the skin horse.
                 "it's a thing that happens to you. when a child loves you for a
                 long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you
                 then you become REAL. 
                 "does it hurt?" asked the rabbit.
                 "sometimes" said the skin horse for he was always truthful.
                 "... when you are REAL you do not mind being hurt"


                 kontinued at siggraph. evidament. + possibly else where.






           \/\ and since siggraph 01 has come and gone this how it went


               take 01 nn
                    01 xy
                    +  j.dekam [http://www.node.net]



               nn sat on the table  [z!ggraf l!f 4rm = laughed. u uant 2 do uat +?]
               xy lied on the table + placed his head on nn.s lap
               nn rather embraced whilst reading of the velveteen rabbit + almost cried.
               xy read parts of velveteen rabbit + below

               apres. when nn was leaving 01 unknown personaj introduced himself +
               said - thank you so much.

               nn smiled + thought. it is nice crossing the solipsistic gulf.
               and then +? and then nn smiled at margery williams + said - thank you. 
               and what color were her eyes +?




If the art of storytelling has become rare, the
dissemination of information has had a decisive share in this state of
affairs.  Every morning brings us the news of the globe, and yet we are
poor in noteworthy stories.  This is because no event any longer comes
to us without already being shot through with explanation....it is half
the art of storytelling to keep a story free from explanation as one
reproduces it.  The most extraordinary things, marvelous things, are
related with the greatest accuracy, but the psychological connection of
the events is not forced on the reader.  It is left up to him to
interpret things the way he understands them, and thus the narrative
achieves an amplitude that information lacks.

This process of assimilation, which takes place in depth,
requires a state of relaxation which is becoming rarer and rarer.  If
sleep is the apogee of physical relaxation, boredom is the apogee of
mental relaxation.  Boredom is the dream bird that hatches the egg of
experience.  A rustling in the leaves drives him away. 

....storytelling.....does not aim to convey the pure essence
of the thing, like information or a report.  It sinks the thing into the
life of the storyteller, in order to bring it out of him again.  Thus
traces of the storyteller cling to the story the way the handprints of
the potter cling to the clay vessel.

I believe I have told already that reading ....









http://www.mindspring.com/~mccarthys/cybrary/velvet.htm




NN - i love toys. [the old kind]




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             \            \/       i should like to be a human plant
            \/       __
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                                   i will shed leaves in the shade
        \_\                        because i like stepping on bugs



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