Are you a construct of my twisted psyhe?

[heatherrose]

Well, are you?

[heatherrose]

...an eight thousand fold cord is not easily broken.

[tekla]

Solipsistic day is it?

[heatherrose]

Tekla portion of myself,

Appears, I have made it so.

Nichole portion of myself,

That poses an interesting question.
Could my death, by natural causes, be considered sucide?

[Miniar]

Is it solipsistic in here? Or is it just me?

[tekla]

Would you have an appointment soon with a psychologist?

Apparently, not soon enough.

[tekla]

Then physician, heal thyself.

[tekla]

I thought that's why they put CB radios in trucks good buddy.

[heatherrose]

Miniar portion of myself,

Yes, it is me.

Comedic portions of myself,

I've had this internal dialog before.

[Sandy]

This whole solipsism thing is just too much for me.

That would mean that I'm just a thought in a giant klein bottle of heatherrose psyche.

But if I realize that I am only a thought in a kein bottle, then I could just wink out of existence...

*pop*

[Alyx.]

Yes, I am, northy...

...

Wait, I thought northy started this topic at first. Accually, I'm the product of HIS mind.

[Alyx.]

Nothing quite like being a product-ive person, eh?

Was that a pun? 

[Sandy]

*pop*

And flip right back in, but I wouldn't even notice that I was gone!

But of course, that is so ridiculous! 

Heather, you have such a great imagination!  So funny!

-Sandy(congito ergo *pop*)

[heatherrose]

Nichole portion of myself,

Of course, this whole thread undermines more and more the value of your other commentaries
in relation to all of the other figments you "chat" with on this forum. *sigh*

Please, elaborate.

Have you considered getting a job more involved with
other human contact than long-distance trucking?

Of late, constantly, it is as if I have been forced out of a twenty-two year coma, and a brilliant
white light is illuminating the depth and breadth of my ignorance of self and surroundings

[Michelle.]

I'm a tick swisted beep.

[heatherrose]

Heartwood portion of myself,

Actually, I'm the product of HIS mind.

This Northy, is....?

[heatherrose]

Sandy portion of myself,

Funny, how? Funny, Haa Haa? Am I a clown? Do I amuse you? Huh...?

*pop*

[Sandy]

Sandy portion of myself,

Funny, how? Funny, Haa Haa? Am I a clown? Do I amuse you? Huh...?

*pop*

Well it's funny from the standpoint of you thinking you are the one imagining me, when after all *I* am the one imagining YOU!!!

-Sandy(Ha*pop*)

[finewine]

You're right, I am part of you.  More accurately, the "light cone" of your destiny.

Every moment of every passing day since your first breath has been leading inexorably to this very moment.  The moment these words, on your screen, entered your mind.  At this very moment, our lives have intersected.  What, at this profound instant, should I impart to thee?

Your flies are undone.

[heatherrose]

Acrobatic Pachyderm portion of myself,

Your flies are undone.

...and what is it, that has led to their undoing?