anagram 11.16.99

i feel much better today. much :) it's 2:57am in my cold livingroom with sleeping fluff monsters, a vanilla candle, and someone
saying, "re" ( irc lingo, only for the real hardcore analovers at 2:57am ) in #analove.
got my battered up lamb fur coat from the 40's maybe. i didn't even know it was fur or anything when i got it. it looks
like a strange tapestry, it's shaved. pretty gross when u think about it, and just strange we ever thought that up. i got
it for free, this girl just handed it to me, she said she didn't want it anymore. it's really warm and it goes with everything. i adopted
it and the best feature of it is that it has POCKETS that are the perfect angle to put your hands in. i really love pockets.
i like something to do with my hands when just "standing there". but mostly i just stand there. hi. i don't know what to do with my hands, but since i'm not moving then, perhaps this will divert your attention away from this glaringly obvious defect :)
i wonder if someday i will be a coat. if i were a coat, i hope that i'd find a cool person that owned me and really appreciated me.

how i could become a coat :
1) after i die someone could take my skin and make a coat out of it OR
2)when i make my anadolls with my real hair adorning the heads of 7 out of the 777 dolls ever made.by the year 3044( oh, i'm just making up a number for the "future" ),2 out of the 777 make it into hands of two people who just happen to have the warped enough mind to really go ahead and clone me from strands of my hair illegally in handmade plastic vats in their houses.
the skin of my many clones goes for a high price to an upcoming haute couture fashion designer who makes coats and other apparel
from it for next big fall show. he knows this will be the only push he needs to make in order to push him into the superstardom
of cult status. he is right. soon every fashion designer has caught on to the "clone skin from obscure cult following woman from 2066 ( or the nearest equivelent ).
the tvs purrs ambient memes, " so they say you can't understand until walk in another's shoes? well not anymore..."
and a new pair of violet ash coloured ultralopers spin in the holovision for u to inspect.
"walk around in ana voog's shoes for only 99 edollars only at edollars.com. it even comes with it's own dna kit to
test authenticity!"
anyway...so all the coats become really uncool when the repostalternativepromodernprewar3 political movements begin ( again! )
and they are all tossed aside into garbages. except for two, which this one weird old woman packs away into a big yellow plastic box. ( she doesn't throw anything away, but really in this case i think she keeps them cause deep down inside she just KNOWS she was ana voog in a semi-parallel life but she can't tell anyone because they'll all think she's crazy..which she's not scared that people will think that's a bad thing as in ..she should seek help..but they'll just think it's so 2042. everyone acted crazy that year. ya, ok, i admit it was FUN for a MINUTE, but u can only go so far with that.)
anyway...that woman dies many years later, so the coat ended up in the garbage anyway.
but luckily it got picked out of the trash many many years later when it fell out of orbit and unthawed. a boy who was walking home and then suddenly remembered that his
teleserve was not working very well lately and that he needed something organic to to put through to test it, and everything in his house
was not organic, so he was happy when he came across the jacket on top of the garbage heap that had appeared last week right by his house.( who was he to ask questions? )it had kind of slid down from the top of the pile, and who could miss it with that dated colour? ew.
his teleserve was small and cheap, not meant for the teleportations of living things. it's "the future" version of what email is today, except u can rearrange the atoms in it to create something entirely new out of whatever u put in there ( like star trek )

he popped it in the teleserve to convert it into a different organic substance. and pressed "one very used shaved lamb jacket from 1947" which made him laugh everytime he pressed it because it was so absurd. he didn't even know what a lamb was, but it sounded like something funny :)
but this time he didn't pop it back in again again to convert it into his dinner that evening. usually beans and rice.
he felt pretty cool that he'd been introduced to seeds from the early 3,000's as food in a TL( telekinesis list) he had just become a part of ( non discussion...he didn't have the guts to join a discussion telekinesis list )
and had figured out to mutate the configurations on his teleserve to make it and he felt like he was connecting with
some sort ancient mystical power when ever he ate it. he couldn't explain it, and he'd never admit it to anyone..even though everyone could read it on his mind so what was the point of denying?but he had a bit of a rebel in him, even if that did make him a bit of a dork. but he just felt something...something good, and he wanted to keep that precious.
but he ended up not eating because all of a sudden he just didn't feel very well so he just decided to go turn on the sleeplight and go to bed.
the next day his girlfriend comes over, sees the lamb jacket and busts out in laughter. "ohmigod, i knew u had that configuration
but i forgot u had! let's walk around with it today and leave it somewhere as a sculpture 5,125 years ago and break into people's minds and see what their exact thought will be 8 years before they think it! there is this super antique version of that game with ultrafeel at the iball inline. it's so posty!"
she was into all that retro stuff like he was, that's why he loved her so much. it didn't take a lot to keep her endlessly amused :)

after hanging around 1991 for about 1/2 an hour they just couldn't take it anymore because they were just about to laugh much to hysterically in public for 1991. it was too primitive then and people didn't know how to react to strong emotion mostly because no one could even read minds to find out what the fuss was about. and just as they were about to leave she broke into the mind of another girl, a block away , by mistake...it was like her mind wandered into the other girls mind. the other girl, ana, would be thinking in 8 years exact to that minute ( ok, so the game was off a few minutes, but it was antique, so u have to give it a bit of slack )" isn't it weird that i'm sitting here typing out this story about how i might have gotten this lamb jacket from a girl in the future?"

and so she KNEW she HAD to give the jacket to the ana girl! she thought, "maybe that person who gave her the lamb jacket was me?"
she knew the chances might be slim, but still, just for fun..she had to do it. it was almost to much of a coincidence! she found ana's body signature and gave ana the coat, telling her that she just didn't want the coat anymore. ana looked at the coat perplexed, since it was summer.

later on, back at her boyfriend's in 6017, they lounge around the house trying to figure out the configuration of coffee. there had been so much "coffee" in 1991, what was coffee anyway? sounds godawful, they thought. and they laughed at the possibility that the ana that had been cloned to make the coats could be the same ana, the original ana, who made the dolls because then..in a way...she'd be wearing herself!"

"woa, it was just too much", they giggled." probably not"

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well, that was an unexpected story that just popped out of me all in one big thing ! :)now it's 20 to 5am. really should get this up and in to bed!
so here are some things i posted:

Posted by ANA on November 16, 1999 at 22:52:50:

In Reply to: Re: rant about artmaking posted by zuma on November 15, 1999 at 03:23:48:

but my art is funded and u all help 2 fund it!!
yes!! it can be done it can!
i still believe u can dream big if u want to.
i'm not giving up on the idea that i can have it all and then some. i've seen it work, it can happen. there just is no formula.
the key to "success" is a different key for each of us.
alchemy!
one of the things to help out, i've found, is to get REALLY clear, i mean REALLY clear on what is the ESSENCE of what u want.
do be free of financial burden?
to have the burden of finance? how much to u love to play with money?
is it REALLY money u need or just independence, or a feeling of security.
what kind of security?
are u doing what u do for love? power? fame? appreciation? revenge? curiousity? destructiveness, playfulness? to attract a mate?
to see the world? to experience?
experience what?
what is the ESSENCE that makes u tick?
to be the smartest? the most loved?
the most loving?
the most clever? to be adored by your peers?
bits and pieces of some of that and ?
to not feel alone?
to know that one person has "gotten it" "gotten u"
to "make a difference"
just because?
because u need peace?
can't explain it?

do u need physical money in a certain amount? or do u just want a comfy house to feel happy in and plant an herb garden?

get really clear on the essence of it. then creatively visualize that in whatever way , shape or form that feels easiest and best for u.

draw a picture of "it" and stick it on your fridge.
write "it" down and say it over and over in the present tense.
etc :)

hope that helps a tiny bit.
my dogs tip over my cams a lot and break them . it maddening!

In Reply to: Re: ANA i have a question for u .... posted by katt on November 16, 1999 at 10:21:47:

cool, i LOVE butterflies! that is one of the tattoos that i want..someday..maybe..i'll proabably never get any tattoos, just cause there are so many i want that i can't decide. but one of them would be to get a tattoo of a monarch butterfly right on the back of my neck, or on top of my head ( where no one would see it ..it'd be a secret :)
the other tattoo i'd like is ...that moth that ia that sea foam green...a lunar moth? they are huge and gorgeous!

OR i would like a tattoo , done only in white ink, of the diagram of am electric cake mixer from the 50's, on my arm ( somewhere..somehow) and then the cord of that spiralling up my arm and then plugging into a tattooed socket in the back of my neck. or maybe a telephone.
maybe the telephone could plug into the butterfly :) there's a thought!

i totally forgot i was on the radio today on MPR (minnesota public
radio),
but i got to hear it later on the web at this url:
http://news.mpr.org/features/199911/15_newsroom_privacy/watched.html

it has an interview with jennifer from jennicam , too
u can hear our voices ( i hate my speaking voice..rrrg.)

also, there are a bunch of new anapix up :)

i got a lot done today. paid lots of bills, did lots of errands, bought a
teletubbies 2000 calendar. i wish i could have made an anacam calenadr
this year, but i just never had the extra money to put into something like that. but the REAL millienium doesn't happen until 2001 so i've still got that to put my first anacam calendar out! i wish i could put together a book of my anagrams in ana2 out, but i
haven't the faintest idea how to go about that. it would probably cost a
lot since it would have a lot of pictures in it. i got this great big black long sleeved t shirt from www.bme.freeq.com
it has a cool glow in the dark tribal face on the back :)
if u are into body modification go check out their cool site!

lemme see, what else? hmm. i know i had something else 2 tell u...hmm....

man, i know as soon as i send this out i will remember...

nope...i cannot think of it! except to remind u that my interview with
tori amos is on the 18th at www.toriamos.com ( which isn't up yet, but
will be on the 18th ) u can go to www.toriamosdirect.com for more info
well, since i've put in a good day today, i won't feel like such a log to
watch some tv now!

violet inkwells,
ana

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2 very big filed anamates( trippy psychedelic things)

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