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Friends Only Dec. 21st, 2003 @ 09:35 pm Next Entry
This community is friends only community. This is because of the following reasons:
1) We hand pick our members
2) Prodigys don't tak Lik DiS.
3) We try and avoid ramdom people from joining.

If you would like to be added, comment here and leave a link to a special art work you (or someone else) have written or created. If you are chosen as a Prodigy, you should be very proud. To find out if you are actually a Prodigy, take this IQ Test.

Remember, we are looking for people who have an incredible talent and drive. Progies cannot be created, they are born. We will post all new prodigys with descriptions on this site.
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Date:December 22nd, 2003 03:52 am (UTC)
Here's my comment: the test on iqtest.com is insultingly easy.
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Date:December 22nd, 2003 07:48 pm (UTC)
I did not make it. Do you wish to join this community?
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Date:December 22nd, 2003 10:35 pm (UTC)
I am well aware that you did not make it. The point was that it's too easy (only T/F questions, for crying out loud), and thus, not a good measure of IQ, or anything else for that matter. If you're going to have such a link, you should make it point to a more difficult exam.

Back to what you asked, sure, add me.
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Date:December 23rd, 2003 02:58 am (UTC)
you invited me. SO i think I will join, as long as you add me!
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Date:December 29th, 2003 08:37 pm (UTC)
still waiting to be added.......you can check out most of my poetry at peicexofxaxgirl okay? add me or don't...but i mean you invited me, then didn't add me...makes no sense. =(
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Date:December 31st, 2003 05:49 am (UTC)
One only needs to go to my journal to see my piece of art. It is but a little story created off the top of my head, without so much as one rewrite done to it.

A Poem: Popeye

I'm Popeye the Sailor Man,
I live in a garbage can,
I eat all the worms
And spit out the germs,
I'm Popeye the Sailor Man.

I wrote this when I was a child. Please add me, if you like what you see here and in my LJ journal. By the way, not to be nitpicky or anything, but in your info page, you used "witch" instead of "which".
TPKyteroo jaunting off
Date:January 8th, 2004 04:37 am (UTC)


No offence, but prodigies can very well talk LiK tHaT, as you just proved. Your community seems to be very selective for a community with 2 members, and 3 posts, 2 of which are public. I did notice the community was created a little while ago, but you should be out actively recruiting. I mean no offence, but when you raise yourself up like that, you will either recieve the people who consider themselves better than others, or the few who can see through it. Friendly advice, please do not pounce on me and rip me to shards.
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Date:February 16th, 2004 09:30 pm (UTC)

Please include me!

I'm young, but I have a high I.Q. and I love to write, please include me, this is a thing I wrote about Van Gough:

My head rests on my books, these are books I have studied,and lived by,
and still I can not live. My abode is lined in Victorian green, washed
out by the rain that had come in from the previous night's storms.
Storms, which were pouring from every cloud and tossing so that they
came into my studio, fell against me. Smell the air, the nauseating
odor of art; it is through my art that I live.

Here are my paints, I use them in many ways. In the application of
strokes, lines, shadow, light, and the dark, I find and capture my
inspiration. It sits like a bird, singing in the highest of trees,
singing the sweetest of tunes, right by a thorn, where lies its prey.
That is how humans are I think, bursting into sessions of great song
right where our deepest humility lies. I sit down now. I have in
my hands a glass, I smell in its perfume, breathe in its air. I
stare in to the verdant poison and pour it into my glass. I tilt
it so its potent powers can come to my lips, down the glass goes,
until there is nothing of its orginal contents to come to my mouth.

I see myself now. I am like a swallow flying out of the earth's
bondage and flying into the rose sunset. I swim through a sky bathed
in the etiolated pallor of the moon. Selena is smiling, watching her
dear Endymion, only the city at night is her lover tonight, tonight
none of her is hidden into the grey abyss. I laugh like a virus has
infected my blood stream and causes this noise to come out. I search
with lambent eyes, eyes fulgant in mirth. Life is good and sweet,
like nectar and ambrosia, I am like the immortals, ichor runs through
my veins, and I can laugh in these Bacchanalian festivities. Ha! Ha!
Ha!I run, I fly, I laugh. G-d, give me more words to say what I am
doing. Ha! Ha! I fall over in gales of appreciative laughter.

Continued in next post
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Date:February 16th, 2004 09:32 pm (UTC)

Re: Please include me!

Quicker than it came, these series of pleasant illusions disappear. It
is now just a recollection of having ever been happy. Now, all I can
feel is lust for the magic liquer whose powers I wish now to employ.
This is not lust, this is beyond mere carnal appetite, I hold greater
to this than I could ever hold to a lover, this is greater than a body
to pull under mine as I pound into it. This is warmth, no prostitute
could ever feel this pounding of desires I have for this drink. With
impatience, I bring the bottle to my mouth, unwilling to pour it into
the glass. I take it and capture a part of this thing I hold, and
quicker it rushes down. I sit on the edge of a growing curve of white
string, it is the only thing to see in a stretch of endless black.
Then there are pictures dancing, coming and going, lighting up the
expanse. There is now a body of emerald waters, still for a moment
and then rushing and flowing. I go to it, how I do not know. It's the
taste of herbs and wine spirits, and the green faerie, it's wormwood.
It is gone. Swirling ribbon of color come and tie me through
backgrounds of pink and of grey, into a world that must have been the
yesterdays of an insect, there are wings and hanging letters, floating
as if on strings. Harps are played as mermaids sing in their watery
depths. There is a slow and deafenning beet, and sights of chaotic
somethings surround and implore me in a tongue I do not know. Driving
into nothingness and back into the world I know, everything has changed.

With one valiant effort, I chug the remaining contents within that
demantoid bottle. So, as to see something new. A mirror is propelled
in front of me. The reflection in front of me is one of strokes; little
nuances in the light that lead me to myself. I am ugly. Look, I am
ugly. Give me a look, one ear I show, the other is a sight you would
not wish to see. It was sent in a box to woman I loved as no human
being had loved before. Where my ear is, now lies a swirl of pink and
the read of dried crusty blood. I look at a man as thin as the brushes
that lie around him. He does not eat, only drinks, when he must eat, he
has his paints. This man lives through his creations, and his nous.
The spark of his nous comes through the lingering smell of death, for he
is dead. Go to sleep and rest away from the cold unfeeling light of
truth, and go away from the blade dripped in scarlet. Rest so you will
never have to live through this death again. I close my eyes. My
painting are stored where they will never be appreciated. I point that
thing to my head and I am glad to never live in this Cimmerian cloud
again. I pull and I am one with my creations, and away from the pain.

The first glass of absinthe was the desire I have so long wanted. The
second, the sense people make of my work. The third, my reason to live,
die, and paint. Such is case of my condition.

I hope I get accepted,

Palme d'OR du Cannes
Date:May 13th, 2004 05:47 pm (UTC)
IQ Test defines a prodigal master of a new domain? Look at great musicians like Miles Davis, I am sure his IQ wasn't soaring but he created the idea for Jazz Fusion. I didn't look at that IQ test but I am very aware that almost no one tells the truth about it anyways, it seems anything below a 140 is shameful the aspiring artist so they must lie. I create music with more instrements than I will list, which being listed 0, and I make art out of numbers and will create a new world. As for my IQ I have a 76...or maybe not...as if it really maters.
Date:January 26th, 2005 11:23 pm (UTC)

a horrible IQ test

The IQ test used for this group to identify possible members is a completely waste of people's time to take. It's by no means accurate and then having to pay for such exam is appalling. Also the question themselves are flawed for even being questions, for example "The odd numbers in this group add up to an even number: 15, 32, 5, 13, 82, 7, 1." For such a wonderful test worth even paying for and only consisting of 38 questions...did you notice that there are errors like 82 supposedly being an odd number. I'm babbling to unlistening ears anyway probably, but I've had to take numerous IQ tests through my life for MENSA and psychological reasons and this test is ridiculous. Find an IQ exam that is a registered IQ test American Psychological Association and maybe I'll think of joining this group even though I think the founder is a complete idiot and should not be the founder since he choose this exam. Sorry.
Date:July 17th, 2005 04:59 pm (UTC)


what the fuck does an IQ have anything to do with your stupid poety community? there are thousands of poetry communities where ppl just share poety and dont act like fucking deuch bags.
anyways, what i wanted to say was that it is pretty well known fact that very artistic people tent to think with the left side of there brain, (crativity) there is no section on an IQ test theat messures creative ability. i scored genious on an actual IQ test, that was administered by a doctor not a douchy nozzle like your self.
-learn to appitiate the arts fuck-head

Date:April 20th, 2006 10:32 pm (UTC)

Re: WTF....

Artists think with the RIGHT side of the brain, not the left; The left side is the analytical lobe which is used for analyzing and solving IQ problems. The right side is the visual and creative side of the brain.
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Date:April 21st, 2006 04:04 am (UTC)

Re: WTF....

haha- yeah, i wrote that along time ago, and i was sooo fucking tired. im sure i wasn't thinking very well. (i really did score well, and i really don't beleave internet IQ gives an accurate reading on a persons IQ)
also- psycologist are starting to stray from IQ anymore, it's really good for medical records though. i don't remember the test they use now, but i read your journal breifly, and you seem to know alot about this, do you knwo what the test they use now are?
Date:April 21st, 2006 12:32 pm (UTC)

Re: WTF....

Well, it depends on the person-to-be tested's age: For adults, defined as older then 16, there's the Stanford-Binet-V(5) and the WAIS-III, while for children, there's the Stanford-Binet-V(5)[The same one mentioned before] and the WISC-IV. I found that if you're over 16, it seems one of the only ways is to find a private psychologist and pay them which can be hard if a) You don't have buckets full of money lying around or b)Your parents don't really care about it. I only was able to be tested, for free, by seeking out an administer from my university's psychology department which took a lot of effort.
Date:April 23rd, 2006 02:15 am (UTC)

Re: WTF....

yeah- i have a medical condition (hydrocephalus) (brain condition) so tha tis how i got tested.
Date:April 20th, 2006 10:27 pm (UTC)
If you're trying to weed out potential upcoming and brilliant artists, musicians, or someone in the performing arts, the IQ test probably isn't the best measure: It's been shown in the book "Gifted Children: Myths and Realities" that musical and art prodigies typically have an average IQ distribution; The musical type just having slightly higher amount of high IQ prodigies, but negliglibly so.

And on a second note, if you wanted to weed out members for IQ(For whatever reason); www.iqtest.com probably wouldn't be the best online measure. The questions themselves don't have the difficulty needed to accurately assess actual IQ at the higher levels(They would find them too easy), and moreover, I personally scored a 134 the first time on this test but yet later obtained a 145 from official IQ testing from a liscensed psychologist. If it underestimated my IQ, than I'm probably not the only one.
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