It has been the same as far back as I can remember. Even though I spend many conscious moments attempting to force my mind to travel in this beautiful way, I am never able to recreate the flight...not in words, not in ink, not in thought. But, I have learned a day’s dream can fuel a nighttime’s tryst.
And so, it is always late at night and always when I am most hopeful that it begins. At the bottom of the stairs I stand and wait. The moment is always the same. I take a deep breath, and then with my arms outstretched, I lean forward. The lift is immediate. I glide easily up the staircase, out into to the open expanse of the room, and then out the front door.
Once outside, I rise even further and the world below me becomes smaller and I become bigger. I am always alone while I fly. I am light. Flight is effortless and I am unencumbered. I am fearless. And, as I acknowledge that wonderful feeling I become aware that I will soon wake up and it will be over. I will return to my feet with gravity’s hold on me and the notion that I can accomplish anything as long as I stand.
p.s. my pockets are lined with holes big enough to hold coins and small enough to sift dirt.
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No Contest
even if no one gets me, if i'm the only one laughing at my jokes, i won't hide myself away from life. it's uncertain and it's dirty and it's fucking exciting, and i want to be a part of all of it.
it's too good to waste in hiding.
toujours
February, 21, 2009 1:27 AM
it's too good to waste in hiding.
toujours
February, 21, 2009 1:27 AM
heart full
Today on my way home from class, I stopped off at the petrol station for some petrol. I paid on my card which wasn’t a lot, and then as I was getting into my car, I saw an old man walking past the building. He had a red and green stripy jumper which was frayed at the ends. He was also wearing some jeans that were dirty and had holes all over.
I sat there and became intrigued by him because I didn’t know what he was doing, so as I sat there and watched him, he continued doing what he set out to do.
He walked past the trash cans and first picked out a cup with some drink still in it (one of the cups that you get from burger king that has coke in it). He then walked over to the next trash can and pulled out the end of a half eaten sandwich. In my shock horror, he ate it and then went to sit on the wall to drink the drink he had found.
I felt sad, I wanted to give him my last $4 that I had but I was told when I was younger that you should never give people money, you should give them something they need or can use because that way, if they had an addiction, they would not be able to use the money for their addiction. So I went into the shop and bought a chicken sandwich from their deli counter and then walked out of the building.
The guy was still sat at the wall drinking his drink so I walked up to him and asked him if he would like this sandwich. He thanked me and said that he was hungry.
I should of felt good after that, doing something for someone else but all I could think of is where his next meal will come from or where in fact he will sleep tonight.
Fimble Star
September 30, 2008 8:08 PM
(Tonight, although I am cold and my feet are sore, my belly is full.)
I sat there and became intrigued by him because I didn’t know what he was doing, so as I sat there and watched him, he continued doing what he set out to do.
He walked past the trash cans and first picked out a cup with some drink still in it (one of the cups that you get from burger king that has coke in it). He then walked over to the next trash can and pulled out the end of a half eaten sandwich. In my shock horror, he ate it and then went to sit on the wall to drink the drink he had found.
I felt sad, I wanted to give him my last $4 that I had but I was told when I was younger that you should never give people money, you should give them something they need or can use because that way, if they had an addiction, they would not be able to use the money for their addiction. So I went into the shop and bought a chicken sandwich from their deli counter and then walked out of the building.
The guy was still sat at the wall drinking his drink so I walked up to him and asked him if he would like this sandwich. He thanked me and said that he was hungry.
I should of felt good after that, doing something for someone else but all I could think of is where his next meal will come from or where in fact he will sleep tonight.
Fimble Star
September 30, 2008 8:08 PM
(Tonight, although I am cold and my feet are sore, my belly is full.)
It helped.
Jennicula,
Thank you for sharing your story. Although it only appeared briefly, I was lucky enough to have caught it.
Once upon a time, for me, that was the best part of this place...having my words related back to me from another's perspective.
And it never mattered to me who said it, just that it meant something to the writer.
Thank you for sharing your story. Although it only appeared briefly, I was lucky enough to have caught it.
Once upon a time, for me, that was the best part of this place...having my words related back to me from another's perspective.
And it never mattered to me who said it, just that it meant something to the writer.
Blog header image by: Anima
I would like to credit the photographer and thank her for sharing her work.
something
Don't let anyone tell you how to live your life. Hold your head up high and be proud of who you are. If you've had a shitty day and you feel like people just don't want you to be happy, and when you find yourself struggling to make it through the day, just keep on believing and keep the faith. Also, from personal experience, don't push people away. When they say they want to help and that they are there for you, let them in. Believe me, I know how fucking scary that thought is, but don't shut others out.
paperheartxx
September 22, 2008 11:07 PM
paperheartxx
September 22, 2008 11:07 PM
Retro-spectacled
Sometimes, when you look back on stuff in your life, you know, the crap that makes you shake your head and say, "Holy shit, what the Hell was I thinking?" it's part of what makes you - you.
I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have made small mistakes and really big, fucking scary mistakes. Would I change those mistakes and blunders?
No. Wanna know why?
Because they make me - me. They help make up the person that I am, what I've learned the hard way. Hopefully I've learned from my mistakes and have become a better person for it. And, hopefully I don't repeat those same mistakes. Although, sometimes I repeat variations of certain ones, but I'm working on that. :)
Jennicula
June 11, 2008 11:19 AM
I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have made small mistakes and really big, fucking scary mistakes. Would I change those mistakes and blunders?
No. Wanna know why?
Because they make me - me. They help make up the person that I am, what I've learned the hard way. Hopefully I've learned from my mistakes and have become a better person for it. And, hopefully I don't repeat those same mistakes. Although, sometimes I repeat variations of certain ones, but I'm working on that. :)
Jennicula
June 11, 2008 11:19 AM
aloft
Blazing against the sun
like locusts,
samaras swarm the sky
and skitter to an earthly end,
dry
like clever words.
I want to make them fly up,
flip heaven upside down
and dance across the top of hell
and sing your thoughts
to the sound of thunder
that you love so well,
rip open the littered sky
and bathe in the light
or draw across the firmament
the blanket of the night.
In only a day they have
covered the ground,
their brief flight
yielding nothing permanent
on infertile land,
a fleeting moment of swarming glory
that calls to mind our own
short story:
Diamonds and petals,
the loom and the light,
the inkdark moon, foxfire marsh,
an open, waiting hand.
Clever winged seeds
of childhood reminiscent--
and like the idiot grown-up heart,
as stubbornly indehiscent.
Weaver Girl
May 26, 2008 11:27 PM
like locusts,
samaras swarm the sky
and skitter to an earthly end,
dry
like clever words.
I want to make them fly up,
flip heaven upside down
and dance across the top of hell
and sing your thoughts
to the sound of thunder
that you love so well,
rip open the littered sky
and bathe in the light
or draw across the firmament
the blanket of the night.
In only a day they have
covered the ground,
their brief flight
yielding nothing permanent
on infertile land,
a fleeting moment of swarming glory
that calls to mind our own
short story:
Diamonds and petals,
the loom and the light,
the inkdark moon, foxfire marsh,
an open, waiting hand.
Clever winged seeds
of childhood reminiscent--
and like the idiot grown-up heart,
as stubbornly indehiscent.
Weaver Girl
May 26, 2008 11:27 PM
Electric Blue
…today I saw a ulysses butterfly it was in our yard and settled to feed on our hibiscus. They really are fantastically beautiful things, the electric blue is amazing, however as they sit with their wings closed they are rather nondescript and dull. Sometimes people are like that, from the outside they seem unappealing but within there hides an amazing beauty for those lucky enough to see it. I hope you appreciate beauty in all things, and look for it perhaps where others miss it.
ergoproxy
April 29, 2008 4:45 AM
ergoproxy
April 29, 2008 4:45 AM
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL.
I read your post again and suddenly without warning memories of construction paper filled my head. I remembered all the lop-sided flowers my girls made when they were young. Bright blue, yellow and pink flowers that were cut out with blunt end scissors would fill the windows to decorate for Easter. An occasional bunny was attempted but those usually ended up looking like creatures from a horror movie. Flowers were so much easier. I can close my eyes and hear the paper being cut into petals. I can smell the Elmer’s glue squirted on in huge blobs to attach each misshapen petal to form the flowers. We had a huge arts and crafts box full of wonderful items just waiting for their imaginations to turn into something wonderful. In my mind I see my daughters, as they once were, small, blond little girls sitting on the floor surrounded by scraps of paper and other art supplies. They would create their masterpieces then proudly show each other. Oh and Lord the messes that would ensue if the glitter made an appearance. Now, the box is forgotten. I’m not really sure where it even is anymore. The few flowers so lovingly created that survived are faded and dusty and high on a shelf they sit. Time marches on, so many things get left behind.
Today was the first Easter I spent alone. I don’t think it really upset me until I remembered the construction paper flowers. Of course I understand that my daughters are growing up and have lives of their own. But understanding doesn’t make it any easier to accept. I miss my little girls in their frilly Easter dresses. I miss the laughter that filled the house when they found what the Easter Bunny left for them. And I miss making the damn flowers.
Elena
March 24, 2008 3:57 AM
Today was the first Easter I spent alone. I don’t think it really upset me until I remembered the construction paper flowers. Of course I understand that my daughters are growing up and have lives of their own. But understanding doesn’t make it any easier to accept. I miss my little girls in their frilly Easter dresses. I miss the laughter that filled the house when they found what the Easter Bunny left for them. And I miss making the damn flowers.
Elena
March 24, 2008 3:57 AM
From the corner.
I wonder if you noticed
all our friends playing
Some had never tried before
and the result was amazing.
Poems from the corner
from the left and right
We did our best to keep them flowing
Late into this night.
If nothing else was accomplished
I hope we made someone see
How truly beautiful and amazing
a poem can be.
Sdock10
March 13, 2008 11:36 PM
all our friends playing
Some had never tried before
and the result was amazing.
Poems from the corner
from the left and right
We did our best to keep them flowing
Late into this night.
If nothing else was accomplished
I hope we made someone see
How truly beautiful and amazing
a poem can be.
Sdock10
March 13, 2008 11:36 PM
Thank You. Truly.
"This little world has grown around us, out of nothing, and it is a remarkable thing. Even the dark and dirty parts, the violent parts. Humanity will not thrive without passion."
Redrum
March 1, 2008 3:13 AM
Redrum
March 1, 2008 3:13 AM
Uncondensed
Your words are what give value to this space.
Never do that again.
Yes, I am aware.
Character Advocacy.
"Don't ever pretend to be something you're not. You are who you are, and no one can change that. The people who don't like the real you are just gonna have to suck it. Don't take shit from anyone. Don't crumble. Throw a few birds, and walk on.
I'm still trying to do this, so maybe we can work on it together."
mustardisbetter
January 16, 2008 4:48 PM
I'm still trying to do this, so maybe we can work on it together."
mustardisbetter
January 16, 2008 4:48 PM
Art by: Toujours
“I decided to stop pitying myself. Other than my eye, two things aren't paralyzed, my imagination and my memory.”
Jean-Dominique Bauby
Jean-Dominique Bauby
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hello again
Anyone here?
Hi ergo
hi BC I have been helping a friend in a uni course with statistical analysis, she's mature age, doing social work and had no idea what it meant, now she understands, it's so satisfying to help
is everyone else gone?
Yeah. Its just us I believe.
For You anon, don't give up on your true love. Any obstacle can be surmounted if you want someone as much as you seem to want your love. Good luck.
oh pooh, I was hoping to say hello to a few people, I'm out most of the next 2 days too.
I was really happy to find Kill Hannahs CD in an import section at a record store, and I bought the new Matches CD.
Virgo Pizza (Aug. 23 to Sept. 22)
Health-conscious Virgo pays close attention to food's digestibility and nutritional value, and may thus prefer a pizza with soy cheese, whole wheat crust and predominantly vegetable toppings. The fastidious Virgin can be a picky eater, so make sure to ask what kind of pizza he or she wants before ordering. Toppings cut in small pieces are best. Avoid too many exotic toppings at once, like artichokes or anchovies -- Virgo may tighten their lips.
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that is the MOST INACCURATE virgo thing I have ever read as far as I go!! (except for the anchovy bit- ew)
Aww anon, that was sweet. Ergo, so you're gonna be mostly gone the next days? Well, the next two nights will be weird without you ^_^
I'm a picky eater, but I think its because my grandma was one.
no I'll be about earlier tomorrow than today, and on wed
Concerning the pizza horoscope, i don't like anything spicy. I like pepperoni and they did get a couple of things right that I like pizza to be delivered hot and fast.
We order pizza at least once twice every two weeks. We're pizza aficionados by nature ^_^
Okie dokie :)
I touch your hand; you stir but do not wake. If only you would open your eyes, if only you would see my face. Yet sleep will not release you. So I wait. So I wait. Will you ever see me? Will you ever feel my love? I pull my hand away; you stir but do not wake. Another night fades into the light. So I wait, so I wait.
Aww
true love very nicely written, though unrequited love is not the best, wishing you luck perhaps the next night
BC I have pizza each wednesday as I can prepare it before I tutor. We are too far to get delivery. I buy the bases and put my own toppings on
Ooo yummy
Between your sheets you soundly sleep
Nor dreams of vigils that we lovers keep
While all the night, I waking sign your name,
The tender sound does every nerve inflame,
Imagination shows me all your charms,
The plenteous silken hair, and waxen arms,
The well turned neck, and snowy rising breast
And all the beauties that supinely rest
between your sheets.
Ah Lindamira, could you see my heart,
How fond, how true, how free from fraudful art,
The warmest glances poorly do explain
The eager wish, the melting throbbing pain
Which through my very blood and soul I feel,
Which you cannot believe nor I reveal,
Which every metaphor must render less
And yet (methinks) which I could well express
between your sheets.
Aww
I want to get impossibly close to you
I want to entangle limbs until the edges melt and we're writhing in rhythm to our blood and breath
I want to drink you in and in and to be devoured by you
I want to be reborn in Ecstasy
Words fail me as I melt into your body -
All warmth, all wonder, all excitement...
Following each other's breath and pulse,
Riding the current of Desire
As we embody Love,
Love for each other, for all others,
As the Divine fills us...
How can I describe the joy?
Words fail me........
Ashes we are and to ashes return,
But now while we are lit with this scintillating spark
And life burns through us
Let's make the most of it
And let our bodies know each other ~
Seek out the joy that is inherent in our beings~
Dance together, drawn ever closer by breath and touch and rhythm,
Twining together in slow and sensual rapture ~
Opening to the Desire that brings union, bliss and peace
So we will not leave this Life unfulfilled...
Beautiful.
really nice but it's hard to converse with poetry
my new shoes
Those are pretty. I like 'em
Mayonaise,
Dreams can be a wonderful escape from reality, are they not? I immensely enjoy them. Sometimes they can be wonderful, sometimes they can be quite frightening, but we can learn so much from our dreams; a way to learn more about our innermost thoughts. Your post sounds much more uplifting and positive, and your dream as well.
The ability to fly and go wherever you want to, without feeling oppressed or weighed down, that is something many would like, correct?
It sounds wonderful. The other day, we were discussing about our dreams, and this is one that I am going to mention, although it is not exactly pleasant when I had it. it is posted on my blog:
**It had started out as non-eventful. The settings took place inside a small plane. In reality, I have never stepped foot in a plane before, but in this I was, sitting right next to you, peering out from the small window, glancing down at the passing mountains, while we were holding hands, you and I.
Everything was calm and quiet. And then we had turbulence. Immediately, I sat up in my seat, fidgeting, a bundle of nerves. Fear overrode me at that moment. And then we had more turbulence, and after that, it had only gotten worse. It would not stop. This time panic and desperation took over. I knew deep down that we were going to crash, and there was nothing we could have done.
I turned away from the window and held on to you, while you tried to comfort me by placing your arms around me, holding me tight against you, while we held hands once more. I cried immensely and buried my head deep in your chest, not wanting to see the end that was about to happen. We were never going to see each other after that. I knew. It was over, but you were my last comfort, the last person I felt secured with.
We held on to each other while we crashed into the mountain.
And then the dream came to an abrupt end. It appeared innocent at first, but at the exact moment I had it, it frightened me. It was one of those dreams where you could not escape or run from; just trapped. **
I am not going to go into specifics as to who the other person was in my dream, but you can imagine that this dream scared me at the time I had it, and I decided to post it because of your post about your dream.
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I will return to my feet with gravity’s hold on me and the notion that I can accomplish anything as long as I stand.
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All I can answer is this: Good for you. It sounds like your hope and determination is being renewed, and that is a wonderful thing to hear. You can do it. I believe in you.
I have to ask, what are you always missing? A piece of yourself? Someone? Action figures?
or is he always missing the target, getting things wrong, miscalculating?
Yeah probably because he has the word always in quotation marks. Earlier on, he had the word grateful posted on the profile page.
or "Always" the song, or "Always the movie?
strange punctuation that,
I am, "Always" missing
perhaps "grateful" was a mistake?
It could be anything Ergo, but it's too late to dwell on it. I'll get a headache trying to figure it out ^_^
I think I am, "Always" missing was a response to one of the blogger's comments, not sure which one.
BC I can imagine
I never think about him too hard, I sometimes wonder very much whether it makes a lot of difference to him.
I hope it does but it's hard to tell, plus in any real sense it would probably be pretty unlikey. I mean it's good to have the interactions but it doesn't replace real life
well I must go and get the house sorted.
I thought miranth or wendy or someone would be about by now too. I missed having a chat with everyone over the weekend.
ok see you BC have a good night and tomorrow, I'll pop back in later.
Ergo, I agree with the real life thing. Yeah, I thought the others would be here by now, but I guess not. Take care and see you tomorrow ♥
Anonymous said...
Hello BC. :)
March 16, 2008 4:08 PM
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Dear Jeebus, we actually had a nice anon. I thought those went into extinction lol. Fourteen or fifteen hours late, I shall say my hello.
Anonymous said...
I don't get why BC comes back here. Alot of these bloggers talk shit behind her back all the time.
No offense, BC. I just like you.
-lurking anon.
March 16, 2008 4:42 PM
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Lurking Anon, are you my guardian angel? I think I remember you from last year ^_^
Mayo
Sorry I haven’t been around all the much lately. In truth I’ve been here quiet a lot but I’ve been sitting alone in a corner just watching. Much of the time it’s not been a pretty sight. Oh I know there are some here who will say they are quite happy here. That all the changes and all the people who have left, hasn’t affected the way that they feel at all. Well, if that’s the case then let me translate that for you in a very brutally honest way – “I don’t give a shit about other people’s feeling just my own.” Yeah, sorry but it’s true. Some of your Lovelies aren’t all right, Mayo. Have you noticed? Do not think for one minute I’m blaming you. This is totally on us. The way we’ve been treating each other is to blame.
The way this place used to be was magical. A group of mostly women that came together and each brought something new and different to your table. We respected each other. I have always been honest about the fact that some of the people here have opinions and beliefs different than my own. I accepted that fact and respected them even though I didn’t agree. It was my belief that this was the way our “family” was supposed to be. That’s not how it is now. We are not caring for each other, we are not standing up for each other. Something very important has been lost amongst all the hatred and anger.
Sounding bitter, aren’t I? Yeah, I am and I know it. I think the thing that makes me the angriest is that it doesn’t have to be this way. We could all stand together instead of standing in groups. Fuck, this is like high school all over again. The finger pointing and name calling is out of control. What the hell? What happened to us?
Now I can just hear some people saying that if I’m not happy here I can just leave. Well, know what, I can’t. I still have some very good friends here who feel the same way and I won’t leave them. I won’t leave you either, Mayo. I made a promise to stay until the end. Do I think it matters to you? I honestly don’t know anymore. I honestly don’t know about a lot of things I once believed. What I do know it that when pushed I’m a fighter. I will fight to make this place what it once was because I hate to give up.
This beautiful place you created Mayo is showing cracks in the foundation. I’m not suggesting you can do anything about it. What I’m hoping is that all of us, your Lovelies will see what’s happening before it’s too late. We have brought this on ourselves. Everyone needs to talk a step back and look at themselves. Ask themselves, “Am I respecting and caring for everyone here and not just those I’m close to?” I believe it can be done. I’m holding on and remembering how truly beautiful this house, your house Mayo, can be.
Goodnight Mayo
Elena (in the corner faithfully holding on)
Goodnight and sweet dreams my little jar of mayonaise. Continue to keep that dream of yours alive and well. ♥
Goodnight SS, lurkers, blog believe, ergo ♥
Morning Mayo,
So you live underground then - are you a hobbit?
Mondays' suck, etc...
Kass xx
good morning mayo! you ok?
i went to bed last night wondering what you meant by the I am, "Always" missing.
and i still have no idea what you mean!!
ah well.....
morning SS you ok?? i'm having a *bleh* kind of day today. hope you have a good one.
hi family!! must say there was some bad vibes going on in here last night. just not pretty at all. hope you are all well and good and get through this monday unscathed!!
elena *hugs* for you and i know what you mean. take care.
hi kass!! how much longer are you working for now????
HAPPY ST PATRICK'S DAY EVERYONE!!
Hi FASC,
Happy St.Patrick's to you too! It's the one day of the year there's more "Irish" people in New York than Ireland - my friend Sue's out there so hopefully she'll bring me back a load of photos (and some Chewy Runts!).
I was hoping to have a couple of weeks holiday before I start my new job - I haven't had more than a week off in 3 years - but my current job want me to stay until April 18th and I suppose I could do with the money. Stupid capitalist economy...
Have a good one - fight the "bleh"!
Kass xx
Mayo,
Good Morning, how are you today? I hope you had a nice night. Me? I got maybe 3 good hours of sleep. And now, I must get to work earlier than usual. Oh well, oh well, oh well...gotta do what you gotta do, right? Okay so some people don't, but I do.
Mayo, I hope you have a magical Monday. If there is someone out there that you feel you need to connect to, do it. Reach out, take their hand, talk to them, listen to them....make the first move. They may just be sitting there waiting for you.
I have no idea why I felt the need to say that to you this morning, but I hope you know what it means.
Love to YOU Always,
S
p.s. Don't forget your green.
mayo
I'm sure you must have noticed a change, it's a shame and it isn't all the fault of anonymous posting, though that has taken it's toll but sometimes words have been hurtful, people have felt ignored, unimportant, overlooked - yeah that has always been there but it seems to have come to the fore even more-so recently.The word I have heard most often is "disconnected" like somehow the "family" idea, which I never really saw, I felt much more as a group of friends, but some saw it that way has been pushed aside. What has replaced it isn't an equal exchange. It is very much like a high school, that those who, for whatever reason seem more popular, revel in that to the exclusion of others, or are criticized and made to feel guilty. The idea that "if you don't like it scroll over" or "just leave" has been the answer, rather than perhaps thinking about modifying things to stop the feelings, asking "how could we change to not have people feel this way?", "what can I do to help a friend feel welcome or more part of the experience" and if disagreements occur to either act to resolve them or accept that things may be unfixable and move on, different but not always harking back as anons seem to love to do. To accept that not everyone will like the same things and there should be a time and place for everything and everyone. To allow people to post feelings without fear and to accept that sometimes new people may like to come along and that it isn't up to us to decide who is worthwhile and who is not.
There is definately a right to defend oneself or ones friends against unwarranted attack but a person who merely wishes to comment shouldn't be prevented, regardless of who they are.In the grand scheme of things, does all that really matter?
My being away from the blog was probably hardly noticed by some, but was noticed by others, and that is fine by me, I care more for some than others, but I would never attempt to exclude someone and I aim to welcome anyone who wishes to speak nicely and don't judge them for having beliefs or opinions differing to mine.
So Mayo who knows where it will go, no doubt my opinion will be criticized, agreed to by some and not by others, but as Elena said, it's my feeling and I am disappointed and saddened by the loss of many people I used to enjoy reading, So many no longer choose to post, but still read, some appear sporadically checking in, but don't feel part of anything any more, can It change for the better? I hope so, but it will take a conscious effort for all people to accept and act to ensure noone feels excluded or unappreciated.
apart from that wishing you health, happiness, wholeness and heartwarming happenings to you and yours
much love EPxx
SS what would you do? what do you think? Is it natural?unavoidable? or is it something we could recapture? Reading older blog comment pages shows a very different place, can we get it back? Should we?
Hoping you have hugs, and snuggles with those you love
lotsa love EP xx
hello Kass fasc and PP for later, hope you are all well and Happy St Patricks Day (though mine is almost over)
Goodnight all!
Happy St. Patrick's Day to Mayo, SS, Kass, FASC, Possum, Elena, BC, Ergo, lurkers, watchers, young and old souls of blogbelieve!
How are you all today? Happy, well and LUCKY, I hope!
Sorry I didn't make it back last night to 'hang out'. Life got in the way. Well, it happens!
ERGO: GREAT to see you back!!!
I missed my honeybunch. I'm so happy to hear you had such a lovely time.
FASC: How was that hangover? LOL
Yeah, sometimes even hangovers can be good. ;-)
ELENA: I agree with everything you said in your goodnight to Mayo.
This place is NOT the same with so many of our friends missing.
I'm certainly NOT happy with the way things are now. I wonder just how hearless a person must be to say they "are happy" that so many are gone. Like those people NEVER meant a thing to them or this place. As though the extended community we once had here never mattered, at all!
It's like a slap in the face to those who left to say "I'm happy with the way things are NOW"!
Well, those who are gone DID mean alot to some of us and we miss them terribly.....we miss that sense of community....
we miss our friends (all) who were and essential part of this community!
Kass: How are you? Did you have a great weekend?
Miranth: Hello if you're around! I haven't caught up so I don't know if you were here last night!
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To ponder today:
"That which is good for all and any one,
For whomsoever- that is good for me. . .
What I hold good for self, I should for all.
Only Law Universal is true law."
Zoroaster
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Have a beautiful St. Patricks Day everyone!!
Hugs and Love,
~Namaste~
Wendy
Ergo: WELL said (along with Elena)! And I did missed you!
*big hugs*
I must go jump in the shower now.
I have to give some of my blood to a vampyre at 7:00.
Darn vamprye better have good aim.
It's only getting 3 tries at hitting the vein!
Have a good night Ergo. I know you're off to dreamland......
*sorry about the delete, some words were missing*
Ooops, I almost forgot our gracious host Mr. Mayo!
Mayo: It's good to hear from you. Dreams has been a 'recurring' theme recently. But, you were supposed to dream of Heaven. Perhaps the freedom of flight is your heaven.....
I had a 'flying' dream once, and only once.
It was the night my brother died.
After a long day; getting over the shock...
the pain and sense of loss setting in, the tears that flowed, the friends and family who filled the house to offer comfort and share the pain.
It was that night, when sleep finally saved me from the pain, that I dreamt of flying.
It was he that took my flying that night.
I heard a knocking on my window so I arose from my bed to have look.
He was there, floating in the air, and he held out his hand to me.
I opened the window, climbed out, and took the hand of my big brother.
We looked at each other, and without saying a word, he told me he was still happy. He told me he could fly now and said he wanted to show me the joy of flight.
To show me some of the things he had seen.....
and so, he did!
He also told me that there were things he could not show me; things I would see for myself - one day. He told me he could not describe the beauty of what he saw. There simply were no words in existance to describe the beauty and peace of it all.
It seemed as though we flew all night. As the sun was beginning to rise, he brought me back home.
He looked at me for one LAST time and said (without words - we never really needed them) "I love you Wen, live your life and be happy" Know that I am fine.
And that was the ONLY time I dreamt of flying.....
nearly off to dream
missed you too Wendy!
♥
(watch your vampyre!)
Top of the mornin' to Mayo, SS, Kass, FASC,616, Ergo, Socky, Elena and all that are/have been/still should be/ and maybe will be part of this place.
Elena, FASC, Ergo,616 - thankyou for voicing what I have been noticing also.
I guess part of it is that peoples life commitments have (and rightly so)taken precedence in recent months due to job changes and their families.
The primary initial bond here was the liking of MCR and disatisfaction with GW's behaviour. Likeminded people found a place to vent and then found each other.
That talk has gone. Friends have gone. Where once people could express opinions and agree to disagree some now seem scared because disagreement may feel tantamount to treachery, bringing discord here when it already seems so fragile.
Anons are singled out by other anons as old friends in disguise, as if it were a crime. What does it matter if they are, and why can't it just be a genuine anon who misses them? What if it is just a genuine anon? Anons are accused of personality disorders. Some anons today and other days have said repeatedly they are none of these. Try believing them and see where it will get us.
Let's remember that other people do hear of Mayo's and good people will drop by and try to say hello here. Some of the anons are timid, some of them are 'opinionated'. There's a whole bunch of us who started as anons before bluing. Let's give others the chance and nurture them. Like any good gardener will tell you, when plants are well looked after the weeds struggle to compete. I'm not condoning those anons with bad behaviour, I just think we can do betterand they'll have nothing to feed on.
And now I'm going to shut the heck up and say Happy Saint Patrick's Day to all those celebrating today.
You can't much more Irish than the Pogues and The Dubliners singing The Irish Rover together.
Hi PP,
Thanks for the vid, although hopefully I'll never get to the stage when I want to kill all my co-workers!
I don't read back over many of the comments but I hear what you guys have been saying and I wonder if anyone remembers the "Frank Anon" who appeared in the middle of November when Frank flew home from the UK leg of the tour and then disappeared because (s)he was so disgusted with the behaviour of some posters. It would appear that we haven't learnt a thing in the intervening four months...
Sigh.
Kass xx
P.S. 616, I had a enjoyable weekend of general slacker-type inactivity, ta for asking.
*thinks it would be nice to have a full roll call of bloggers, black and blue, past and present - all present and acoounted for*
*hopeful dreaming*
although hopefully I'll never get to the stage when I want to kill all my co-workers!
lol Kass. But who knows what you will do to their fimo effigies. How's the fimo working out by the way?
I'm making a "If MCR were the Rugrats" for my blog but I've only done Frank, Ray & Bob so far. Plus a few requests from work people for random stuff that still needs baking. I did once get a mini voodoo kit for Christmas but he's still walking around so it didn't work - unless it was someone else's hair!
Didn't someone once make a list of bloggers active in November/December time and then have to delete it in case anyone got "jellus"? It would make interesting reading now and be fun to get everyone back.
Oh, nostalgia...
Kass xx
Good Morning friends
Thank you Ergo, FASC, Wendy, Possum and Kass for adding your words to my thoughts from last night. All of you, like myself, feel the loss of what we once had here. I do truly believe we can get back what we once had here, the feeling of togetherness, the feeling of true caring. Please no one give up. If we all just start to respect each other again and voice our concerns we can make a difference. I do care about everyone on this blog. Let's all reclaim what we had.
Mayo, Hope you have a good St Patrick's Day. Don't forget to wear some green. You don't wanna get pinched! (or maybe you do)
SS, Please know how often I think of you when things get ugly here. I worry so much about you being disappointed in us. Please don't be. I cling to the belief that we are all good people. We've just lost our way. We will find it again! Oh and you too wear some green today my friend. I'd hate for you to get pinched.
One final thing - Wendy thank you for sharing the story of flying with your brother. It was beautiful and yeah, made me cry but in a totally good way. Love you.
I'm making a "If MCR were the Rugrats" for my blog but I've only done Frank, Ray & Bob so far.
Can't wait to see them!
Having problems with the Way brothers are you. Geez they're trouble ^_~
It would make interesting reading now and be fun to get everyone back.
Wouldn't that just rock!!
Hmm, MissT and BC have birthdays coming up...
*sits on rocking chair besides Kass's rocking chair reminiscing, dropping knitting stitches and gas*
Oops, excuse me!
*remembers fondly the polite anon with the bowel problem*
Hi Elena.
Yep, you got that ball started alright =)
Let's all reclaim what we had.
We'll give it a darn good go.
Good morning Mayo, SS and Family!
So, let’s see: I have a couple of anons to address this morning…
“Anonymous said...
FImbel Star you are just an ass kisser of Kapu and of Mayo because they both talk to you. So you suck up and kiss ass.”
I talk to Fimble. Does it mean she kisses my ass too?
Oh my, I’ve never noticed...
“Anonymous said...
I agree, GV is Mayo, it makes sense. These blind people don't want to believe it.”
OH THANK YOU GOD! I WAS BLIND BEFORE BUT NOW I SEE THE LIGHT!
Well...not really.
I have to say sometimes you anons can be really boring.
Anyway, I appreciate your effort to let us understand what the truth really is, but as some of you have pointed out different times, we are a bunch of depressed ladies and will probably keep coming here. Go save someone else from themselves.
“Anonymous said...
It's such a shame this place has become elitist.”
Anon, this place hasn’t become elitist. We welcome anybody who shows good manners and intentions, and sorry to say it, most of you don’t seem to have this qualities. You just come here and say shit to each one of us: how do you think we should react to your kindness?
“Anonymous said...
Beware the Ides of March”
O_o
WHAT? WHAT WILL HAPPEN? THE END OF THE WORLD?
Okay, now let’s be serious for a second or two.
PP, I know what you mean and I agree. Those kind of anons you’re talking about are more than welcome to me, even if I haven’t seen many of them around lately...
Mayo, thank you again for this entry. It made me smile this morning.
Have a great Monday, dude, and take care.
SS, you know we miss you. Hope you’re having a fantastic time whatever you’re doing in this moment, and never forget to smile!
Take care.
Family, wish you all a good day.
I have to run now, but I’ll be on later.
Love you ALL, guys.
*HUGS & KISSES*
Have a good one - fight the "bleh"!
thanks kass! as i sit here eating my lunch the *bleh* is very much still here!!
you hard worker kass! so little holiday in ages! but money is always nice to have!!
i think i missed the "frank anon" how could i have missed that??
ergo well put on everything.
wendy you too and your story about your flying dream with your brother was so lovely and brought a tear to my eye. thanks for sharing.
oh and the hangover is all gone now!
hi PP!!
well we better go back to dissing G Way and sharing MCR love in the hope that the good old days will return!!!!
*thinks it would be nice to have a full roll call of bloggers, black and blue, past and present - all present and acoounted for*
*hopeful dreaming*
acoounted??
kidding
yes it would be lovely.
O_O
*whispers*
It's quiet...
Righto, off to bed for me, and some interesting dreams no doubt.
Anyone else ever wake up laughing? O_o
Goodnight all.
*THESE qualities
oh hi elena and bella i missed you there!
have good days guys.
Having problems with the Way brothers are you. Geez they're trouble ^_~
hee hee PP!
nighty night PP!
acoounted
Oh that.
*all blase*
That was deliberate FASC.
That was me speaking with a scottish accent*.
*PP fecking** lying
**PP swearing with an Irish accent in honour of St.Pat's Day.
Byeee.
I have been here since almost the beginning. I read SS's blog before it was deleted and then was led to Mayo's. I have come here under many different guises, some fun, some serious, never mean-spitited. I must say in some respects that I am glad to have remained an "outsider". I have considered going blue many times, but then I probably wouldn't still be here if I had. I am pretty soft-skinned when it come to personal attacks and am not into defending myself. I see what goes on here and sometimes I feel so bad for things that are said by both regulars and other anons. By not getting truly involved, I feel less vulnerable, but I probably miss out on some great friend-ships. I guess you could say I have commitment issues. I hope things here can turn around and you can become a "family" again. I enjoy visiting and adding my two-cents to the conversation. Have a great day and thanks for reading.
Anon
Good morning errbody!
I hope everyone had a lovely weekend. I have to work for the next twelve hours so, yeah. I'm that effin' irritated.
Can I just say something about all this stuff that's been going down?
First, let's just all recognize the fact that forty or so people are never gonna agree on everything. Not in the real world or BlogBelieve world. There will be disagreements and so on. That's just life.
Second, I don't recall anyone ever forcing anybody to leave. This is Mayo's blog. He is the only one that has the right to tell someone to leave. End of story. If people that have left want to come back, then that's exactly what they should do. It's the internet people. Don't let it get to you like that.
I don't know who the anons were throwing out insults this weekend at Kapunua and several others and it doesn't really matter. They showed just how juvenile they really are.
Now, some people seem to think that Kapunua is this hateful person but I don't see that. I see someone who is very beautiful, talented and stands up for what she believes is right. You might disagree with her, I've even disagreed with her, but I've never felt threatened by her. The things that I disagreed with her about I felt comfortable enough to voice my opinion. If you don't, then you shouldn't hold that against her.
You can't dislike someone for being very open and honest with her opinions.
Some of you have a problem with the poetry and that's fine but just remember Mayo writes poems. I think that is disrespectful to get on here and say "oh, it's poetry again". I don't write poems because I've never been great at it. Does it bother me when they do it? Hell no. I've never gotten on here and said anything disrespectful about any of the poems, jokes, stories or random chats going on. And why not? It's not my blog. That's pretty much the bottom line, right?
I don't know what we have to do to get this place back the way it was. I don't know that it ever will be. You can all disagree with me. I really don't care. That's the beauty of it. Everything I have said, I will say again and I will not take it back.
You know, in the end it all comes down to respect. You respect me, I'll respect you. Even my eight year old understands that concept. You'd think that a bunch of grown women could grasp that as well.
And with that, I'm done.
For now, anyway.
SS,
I'm sorry. I don't know what else to say. We all want to do what's right and not let you down. I'm sorry if I have.
Anon at 9:07
Nice to meet you. If you ever do decide to join us please know you will make a lot of great friendships. If you ever just want to talk please check out my blog or e-mail me.
Elena
Oh God, before I go...
I REMEMBERED PART OF MY DREAM!
Kass,
Just to let you know, you were so pregnant in my dream and I don't know why or what happened.
Have a great day! ^_^
**PP swearing with an Irish accent in honour of St.Pat's Day.
it's a must on St Paddy's Day!!
anon @ 9.07am hello to you. thanks for your words. i lurked for a little while before becoming blue and diving head long in. i get what you are saying. i don't regret becoming a member of the family though, i have made some lovely friends. in a way you still are part of the family anon, so if that works for you that's great.
have a good day.
and suddenly the *bleh* seems to be lifting from my mood! thank god for that , i'm really not a *bleh* person!
right lovelies i'm outa here. got to go get my car MOT'd and i know it's so gonna fail cos it's a knackered piece of shit!! *sighs*
You know, in the end it all comes down to respect. You respect me, I'll respect you. Even my eight year old understands that concept. You'd think that a bunch of grown women could grasp that as well.
well said princess!
Kass,
Just to let you know, you were so pregnant in my dream and I don't know why or what happened.
methinks she had unprotected sex princess!
kass you should know better!
right i'm going!!!!!!
Oh dear. Well it can only really be B's can't it, 'cos he's the only available male! Or possibly Mayo...
Must. Do. Actual. Work.
Kass xx
Smoke
I totally agree with what you said about 40 or so women getting along all the time. You are right it isn't gonna happen. But like you also said we have to respect each other's opinions.
As for Kapunua. I believe she is a very talented woman. No,I do not agree with a lot of things she says but I accept that and move on. I would never, ever come in as an anon and attack her. I have always stood up for her against attacks. And yes I was hurt when she made the comment that basically said "do you always defend me?" Well yeah, I do and for you not to see it seems pretty damn wrong. Still I will continue to defend her wither she wants me to or not because I believe that's what I should do. Does she defend others? Well a comment about 3rd grade comes to mind. I’m not saying anything bad about her. She speaks her mind and does what she wants. That’s fine, I respect that. Just as I expect her to respect me for saying and doing what I think is right.
As for the poetry. I don't think the actually poetry is the issue. It goes much deeper than that. I don't think people hate it I just think some people miss the actual talk that used to go on between us all. I enjoy both poetry and talk. A nice equal mix would be great.
Smoke, I think of you as a friend. You have a very no nonsense way of looking at things. But look at what's really going on. We are divided. We need to stop this before it's too late. We need to stop taking sides, defending certain people and not everyone. Oh and as for anyone being "forced" from this blog? I don't know how much more forced the Punks could have been unless a town and a rail had been involved. Not gonna get into the whole mess but love them or hate them they were bullied from this blog. It's not right that shouldn’t happen to anyone.
They lied.
They were caught.
They denied.
Now they're fraught.
But why, Elena? Why do they feel like they were forced? By the anons? By the few of us that stood up for Sdock and PPU? I still stand by what I said about what happened. And just like we told them that day about leaving, I'm not going to try and guilt trip anyone into staying. If they feel like leaving and taking a break, that's what they should do. Doesn't mean that they shouldn't come back when they feel like it. I'm sorry if that seems harsh or cold but I'm just not.
I don't get the poetry thing. I really don't. I see your point about missing conversations but does that mean you have to disrespect the owner of the blog?
I think of you as a friend as well. I understand that people have hurt feelings. I really do. That's something I've learned over these last six months. Not everyone handles things the way I do. I've never been one to let things like this get to me. I was called blind and stupid last night for defending Kapunua. Did it hurt my feelings? No, it made me laugh.
But some people might actually get hurt by these things. I'm learning as I go, ya know? I just wish those that are saying these hurtful things understood that.
Hey everyone! Hiya La Principesa. I want you to know I appreciate everything you've said here today. Your words are kind and utterly without condescension, duty or condition: that shows through. Thank you for saying things to me because you mean them and not because you feel like you should. I love you for that. You and your sis are such a wonderful family, and I'm so glad you have each other. You guys have such an awesome thing here. I kinda envy it. ^_^
Last night The Anons Were Angry*, my friends. They were awfully brutal to the usual select few, and I hope that none of you were hurt by those. There are some among us who don't take it seriously because we consider the source, or are used to it, or realize that it's just the internet etc. But I know there are a few of us who get hurt when those words are thrown around. And I hope last night you had a thicker skin on you. We know none of that stuff is true, and what's more important than that, you know it.
Anonymous said...
For You anon, don't give up on your true love. Any obstacle can be surmounted if you want someone as much as you seem to want your love. Good luck.
A very nice sentiment, to be sure, but entirely untrue! That only works in movies. Sorry to be a downer, but those are just words Real life is nothing like that. Be honest. It doesn't go like that. People will not see you, or be with someone else, or up and die, or break up with you, or just be totally not interested. Your own "love" is not a magical charm that will make things go your way. Reciting poetry is not a kind of spell that will change your life in any way.
The cool thing about this is that, after all, it's not so bad. In fact the really cool thing is that you realize maybe everything honestly does happen for a reason. And even if you don't know what it is, the days are still bright and wonderful.
Get me? It's all good, is what I'm saying.
“Anonymous said...
Beware the Ides of March”
O_o
WHAT? WHAT WILL HAPPEN? THE END OF THE WORLD?
Heehee, it was days ago and we're all still here, like we are every mid-March. ^_^ Pet peeve: When people say "the eyes of March" instead of "Ides." You'd be surprised, a lot of people do that.
Today is going to be a nice day, you know?
*Completely retarded
Goodmorning Blogbelieve Friends.
I missed the whole darn weekend and I just caught up on this new post. I considered looking back to see what all the fuss was about, but I don't think I want to.
I really don't have much to say about this place and what has been happening. I feel like I've already said my piece many times before....no one really listens to me anyway, so why would it matter for me to say it again. Right ;)
I guess I'm feeling a little cynical today. I woke up this morning as I do every workday morning and I am angry at what my day will have in store. What shitty way to start the day! But I can't help it, I cringe, my stomach hurts, and I curse the choices I made to take this job. I wish I could explain the disgust. It's not even that bad...it's just well, it brings me nothing. Absolutley fucking nothing. Money, that's about it. I am thankful, but there is more to me than this job and it's painful to know that I spend more of my life here than I do anywhere else. In a place that makes me so fucking sad.
Sorry to come in here like this, I'm just not feeling so good right now and I needed to get it off my chest. That is what I love about this place. I don't know what I would do without it.
Mayo, thank you. I wish I had more to say to you today....maybe later. I hope you have a beautiful day and that you wake up with a smile on your face.
SS, I miss you.
Friends, I miss you.
Smoke
They left because of the overwhelming attacks by the anons. See all I had to do was say their name and an anon popped up. First let me address the anon. So you believe they lied? I'm not even gonna try to change your mind. Fine let's go with you think they lied. So does this mean you can never forget? Never forgive? That is cold. That is just what I'm talking about. Never letting go of angry feelings. That is what is destroying what we had. Could anyone honestly say they would stay if they had the amount of hatred the Punks received and are still receiving? Yeah, others like K get some shit throw at them but nothing close to the amount the Punks got. What I'm really try to stress is that if the people here who believe in the feeling this blog is supposed to have had stood up for them we would have kept the spirit of the blog. Offering them support is not guilting anyone into anything.
The poetry? How is saying that people miss conversation being disrespectful to our host? Mayo seemed to like our conversations. Am I to believe now that he only wants to see poety when he comes here? I believe he wants to see both. Once again it's all about getting along. Giving and taking.
Oh and hello Kapunua.
hello everybody. i truly hope that you are all having a great monday. i know its the start of the week but smile because you never know, something totally amazing may happen out of the blue.
616 - hey there. can i just say thank you for telling us about your dream about flying with your brother. it made me think of my brothers who i dont get to see often. just thank you and i hope you're ok.
bella - i havnt kissed your arse yet so bend over dear ;)
anima - i thought of one. maybe 'animalina' like me? tell me what you think? i am sorry you are having a shit day and work. you know where i am in several different places if you ever wish to talk. *hugs*
can i just say that this place has been awesome for me over the past 6 months. i have learnt a heck of a lot about life and about myself. i do miss the people that have left and i do try and email them and tell them like i have done but i am the worlds worst person to keep up with emails. i just hope that they do what they want to do and not let anybody come in the way of what they wish to do.
it is 78*F here and i am sooooooo hot. just felt like sharing :)
Thunderstorm, YES!
I think mother-nature is helping me to feel better. I am in love with thunderstorms...I think my day might be looking up. :) Only I wish I was somewhere I could enjoy it more, but this will do.
Thank you Fimblelina, you are so sweet. As far as the name, hmmmm, it's hard to say with all those a's. ^_^ What do you think about Nimalina?
you love thounder storms?
i love watching the lightning strike and then hearinf out for the thunder. i try and see if it is close or far away.
i was stood outside last summer and there were lightning but no thunder and no rain. the lightning was different colours like blue and green and purple. it was so pretty and i later found out that it was because it was so hot.
ohhhhhhh nimalina, i love it. rightyO you will be dubbed Nimalina.
see i told you that you were better at making names than I :)
Hey Anima and Fimble
Anima sorry to hear you're not feeling well. We have rain and rain and more rain right now.
ok, as far as the poetry goes, why can't there be a middle ground between, hey here's a poem or two I like, and hey here's forty? Why couldn't we designate a couple nights a week "poetry nights" where everyone can just run wild? Could the word COMPROMISE be introduced into the blog vocabulary?
*waves to elena*
are you having a nice monday? are you working?
*stuffs some sunshine in a boc*
*wrapps it up and fed ex's it up to kansas*
boc = box.
damn keyboard hehehehe
Anon, compromising is always a good thing when it comes to frienships. I think a designated night sounds good, but then again, who am I to decide. I don't join in on the poetry anyway.
Hi Elena, I finally go it my vaca request. I will be booking my hotel this week. Let's touch base sometime soon. Still so excited!
Fimblelina, thank you! I accept your 'dubbing'.... I love the name and you totally thought of it, I just took off a letter.
Thunderstorms totally rule. Well accept for the dangerous stuff. I just love the sounds, and the sights. Amazing. I experienced my first thunderstow a couple months ago. Holycrap, it was insane!
go it = got in
Gotta run my lovely friends.
Hope to hang with you soon.
♥ to all of you.
MUSE Fans:
The time has almost come!
Check that shit out. Can. Not. Wait.
If Mayo likes poetry, both the writing of and the reading of, then we should also remember his fondness for porn. After all, we want to respect the owner of the blog's interests. Maybe a soft-core porn night would also be to his liking:)
Hey Mustard
Fimble thank you for the sunshine. We really need it! yeah, I'm at work.
Anima I'm excited too. We are gonna have so much fun!
wow slash, i cant wait. love muse.
nimbalina, truly fimtastic. what is a thunderstow? is it a thunderstorm?
Anon at 11:49 you just made me laugh for the first time today. Thanks
elena, i read a book about a year ago and it was based in sydney. i think i have read it about 5 times now but now, it reminds me of ergo. crazy.
did you have a nice weekend everyone?
Hey Elena!
Hey Fim!
in my head, i have a song going round and round.
it is 'living in a cardboard box'
that makes me think of the Justin timberlake song 'dick in a box'
just some randomness
*waves to slash*
that makes me think of the Justin timberlake song 'dick in a box'
That was 22 different types of funny.
I kept hearing about it, and I'd hear about it some more, but I had no idea what people were talking about. I finally caught the re-run of SNL and laughed my ass off.
It was so crude, but it was a moment in American culture that I look upon fondly O_o. ;)
Fimble what's the name of the book?
New date for MCR on ducatking
APR 24 House of Blues - New Orleans New Orleans, LA
On sale Tue, Mar 18 1:00PM CST
*thundersnow
oops!
elena, it is called 'pants on fire' it is just a book that i enjoyed readng. i am a sap at heart lol.
slash, you can actually get it on youtube. i think he did it on his tour, everyone loved it
cheers for that anon, is 616 going to a show? that will be close to here wouldnt it?
anima, what is thundersnow? is it just snow when it thunders
anima don't even say the word snow. If this rain we have turns we are in big trouble.
Yeah for new concert date. Wendy is so lucky.
It's old guy day at the bookstore. So far all my customers have been male. The last one just pointed out I wasn't wearing any green. Yeah, I gave him a death stare. No pinching!
Hey Anima!
I think it is possible for it to thunder when it snows. I think it's happened before, so thundersnow may actually be applicable!
I gotta love ya and leave ya! Things to do! See you all later!
Anonymous said...
If Mayo likes poetry, both the writing of and the reading of, then we should also remember his fondness for porn. After all, we want to respect the owner of the blog's interests. Maybe a soft-core porn night would also be to his liking:)
March 17, 2008 11:49 AM
hurray what a damn fine idea!!!
and what is this pinching thing you do in the usa if you aren't wearing green on st paddy's day??
we don't have that in the UK.
hello everyone.
I didn't wear green today either. I dare somebody to pinch me. I'll kick 'em right in the shins.
Thundersnow storms are crazy. I had never even heard of it until I was in one!
About it
And they even mention the storm I was in...nice:
"Thundersnow and sleet occurring mid January 2008 in regions of Central Illinois ( Peoria area)"
I was driving in that shit...unbelievable.
Thank goodness Spring is HERE!!!
Sends Elena happy Spring thoughts. :)
*runs after trollop pinching*
*waves at fasc and trollop*
sorry i went to give charlotte her dinner. and now i have to go and do some laundry, joy oh joy
i will catch you all later.
smile
FASC in the US the custom is that on St Pat's Day if you don't wear green a person can pinch you.
Hey Jenn
See ya Mustard
oh ok thanks elena. thats different. i am actually wearing green as i do most days. i love green!
hi jenn, fim, anima anyone else.
i'm just popping in and may disappear at any moment. got to go pick my car up from the garage and am just waiting for the call.
Mayo, I love dreams and analyzing them. I tend to have flying dreams when things are turning around for the positive in my life. I love them. The dreams are very freeing and I tend to laugh a lot during them. I do feel a sense of confidence during the dream and when I wake up, I have a better outlook on things. I guess there's something to be said about not tripping and falling on your face that can improve your mood.
Here's your definition on flight in dreams.
To dream of flight, signifies a sense of freedom where you had initially felt restricted and limited.
To dream of flying high through a space, denotes marital calamities.
To fly low, almost to the ground, indicates sickness and uneasy states from which the dreamer will recover.
To fly over muddy water, warns you to keep close with your private affairs, as enemies are watching to enthrall you.
To fly over broken places, signifies ill luck and gloomy surroundings. If you notice green trees and vegetation below you in flying, you will suffer temporary embarrassment, but will have a flood of prosperity upon you.
To dream of seeing the sun while flying, signifies useless worries, as your affairs will succeed despite your fears of evil.
To dream that you fly with black wings, portends bitter disappointments. To fall while flying, signifies your downfall. If you wake while falling, you will succeed in reinstating yourself.
For a young man to dream that he is flying with white wings above green foliage, foretells advancement in business, and he will also be successful in love. If he dreams this often it is a sign of increasing prosperity and the fulfilment of desires. If the trees appear barren or dead, there will be obstacles to combat in obtaining desires. He will get along, but his work will bring small results.
For a woman to dream of flying from one city to another, and alighting on church spires, foretells she will have much to contend against in the way of false persuasions and declarations of love. She will be threatened with a disastrous season of ill health, and the death of some one near to her may follow.
For a young woman to dream that she is shot at while flying, denotes enemies will endeavor to restrain her advancement into higher spheres of usefulness and prosperity.
[tries to kick fim in the shins]
I'll get you my pretty!
wow jenn that is really interesting!
i love reading about dream meanings.
i always always fall from the sky at the end but i always wake before i hit the ground. tell me my life doesn't suck!!!
Relevant Simpsons quote of the day:
Billy Corgan:
"Billy Corgan, 'Smashing Pumpkins'."
Homer Simpson:
"Homer Simpson, smiling politely."
Happy 41st to the "baldy twat in a dress" (Sharon Osbourne, ex-manager) who inspired our boys so much...
Hello Elena.
Anima, that is an awful situation. You get trapped by the income, right? It's a tough call, trying to decide what to do. Eventually you might come to the decision that the stress isn't worth the money. Either way it's not easy.
Oh, you can't designate a night for certain things. It just happens. That's the beauty of it.
Fimble Star said...
that makes me think of the Justin timberlake song 'dick in a box'
Best holiday song ever, in my estimation. ^_^
Hey Jennicula! So good to read you, as always. I always look for books and pages of dream analysis, but what I always find is "information" about what the dream supposedly portends or foretells as opposed to what it means about your state of mind. What the dream actually means, mentally and emotionally, rather than stuff about "this or that is going to happen because you dreamed such a thing," ais so much harder to define because of the fluidity of mental and emotional states, and the whole "everybody being different" thing.
Splash, this is for you today:
My Blue Heaven part one
and part two.
It sucks that it's broken into two parts like that, sorry. ^_^
Ehh, and I miss Fred. Just sayin'.
ok, got it, no compromise. What a surprise.
And Fim? Still waiting on those pics you know, FimbleJazz.
Anon, you act as if it's all poetry all the time. It's been a handful a night, mostly between two mystery people and no one seems to know who they are, and you can feel free to ignore them, and the rest of us who take part, too. The rest of the blog carries on as usual. As we are now. But you can't seem to get over it.
If all you're gonna do is whine about it, well at least sign in and whine.
Hey K, good to read you too! (And FASC!. You're right, the books try to tell you what's going to happen or what to look out for, but I tend to try and think of;
1. where's my head at?
2. what did I do the day before the dream?
3. what are my worries?
4. what did I eat?
As for the flying dream, I believe, for me, that these are good dreams. I fly in control, I soar high if I want and come down when I want. It's as if burdens in my life weighed me down and once the burdens are gone, I can fly again. To soar amongst the clouds and birds light in spirit and heart.
thanks for that info kass.
happy 41st bd billy corgan!!
i thought he was older. but cool to be born on st patrick's day. always guaranteed a party!
Dammit. My fudging lunch break is over. I wish I could fly right now.
I'd fly right out of this chair and zoom someplace away from here. The "someplace" would need to have chocolate and not my boss. :)
This is how it would always start in school. Every ST. Patrick's Day people would ask "Are you Irish" etc. to just about everyone, and the conversation would just snowball into questions and answers about heritage. Might as well skip the formalities.
What's everyone's heritage here? Do your family have any cool stories about before they came to america, or while they were in america? What were your ancestors like? Have you done research? Are you into that kind of thing?
sorry guys the phone rang mid post.
hi K.
jenn your flying dreams sound as good as mayos!
mine are a little treacherous!!
hey my car needs work doing on it but luckily they can't do it now so i get to keep the oh so much nicer loan car!! my kids were so impressed with it!!
1. where's my head at?
2. what did I do the day before the dream?
3. what are my worries?
4. what did I eat?
Yeah, same! Some dreams you can chalk up to being "leftovers," stuff you just haven't processed during the day. Or little things that got stuck. Or yeah, that pint of ice cream before bed!
As for the flying dream, I believe, for me, that these are good dreams. I fly in control, I soar high if I want and come down when I want.
That's how it is for me, too.
The thing about my flying dreams is that I'm always surprised at first when it happens and I have a sense of, "Should I be doing this? Is this right?" And most significant in the dream: Should I be going this high, and can I stop if I want to? Weird stuff. But then I get the hang of it and I start doing flips and stuff. There's no reason, I just start doing flips and it occurs to me that of course this is all right> A invariably realize that I've known this all along, and have only just remembered it.
Weird stuff.
a handful? OMG, you have got to have some big damn hands, and it's not whining, it's trying to get you to consider someone's else's feeling or views for a millisecond out of your life.
Oh, you can't designate a night for certain things. It just happens. That's the beauty of it.
The leader has spoken and compromise has been shot down.
i think it's really interesting that america consists of alot of people with alot of different heritage.
it is like that to an extent in the UK but not on the same level.
i am very uncolourful. i am part english and part welsh. as far as i know anyway.
Hello everyone.
I am the anon from last night who said such cruel things to you all.
I want you to know I am sorry. I get like that sometimes when I see what you all have. It's not like I want to join in because I don't but sometimes you get me mad. I lash out when I shouldn't. I see things that I lack and I don't know what else to do.
No one is kissing ass or making a clique, you have just naturally been drawn to certain people over others. That happens in life. And you have naturally liked other ones less or found them less interesting. It's not about kissing ass. You are ALL strong. And if you like each other then that's a beautiful thing. I'm sorry I cheapened that.
To the people I attacked I apologize. Mustardisbetter, you have a beautiful heart. Kapunua, you are talented. Sdock and Smoke&venom, you are both strong, powerful, and bright women who make your own decisions. BC is not an idiot. Fimble Star, you are kind and beautiful and funny. Miss Tot has NOT been talking behind anyone's back. I only said that to stir things up among you all.
You were the ones who got it the worst from me. Please don't take my mean words to heart. Even if I lose control and lash out at you again just remember this post. I don't mean it. I think you're all awesome and amazing.
I don't find that uncolorful, FASC. ^_^ Any cool family stories?
Last post- 31 Weaver Girl poems.
Awewsome! Wow, I kind of amaze myself. ^_^
Sorry "anon" at 1:26 p.m., not buying it for a second.
well if it is true then i accept your apology. thank you for being big enough to know that they are hurtful words.
"anon" at 1:26, it was a nice thought, but I don't think anyone will believe it.
Yes, thank you anon. I will remember that the next time, if there is one. ^_^
thanks K.
i don't think i have any cool family stories. thats rather dull isn't it?!
anon @ 1.26pm if you are really the anon that said those things then it's big of you to admit it and explain why. it would be nice if you didn't feel the need to do it again though. these people are real people with real feelings.
well i got sick of being black. i thought i was only going to make a few comments.
i have to go soon anyway but hey i'll be blue for a bit!!
do you like a bit of blue?
how is your brum brum
it's always about her
in her mind.
Anonymous said...
Mayo?
Or Calaf?
And suddenly all the extras scurry off the stage and wait for the leading lady to speak her lines.....
Kapunua said...
Oh, that Shakespearean Rag, it's so elegant, so intelligent.
I shall rush out as I am, in the street with my hair down, so!
What shall we do tomorrow?
Thank you, anon.
Kapunua said...
Gosh, if you are Calaf, say so. Been looking for you. ^_^
Hurry up please it's time
March 1, 2008 12:03 AM
Kapunua said...
I'm sorry, I hope i didn't misinterpret that last anon comment. More, I certainly don't think of anyone as extras, and I never assumed that was Mayo. Just another person who liked the same poem that I did, that's all.
March 1, 2008 12:05 AM
Anonymous said...
Twice or thrice I loved thee
Before I knew thy face or name
So in a voice, so in shapeless flame,
Angels affect us oft , and worshipped be
I am not Calaf, just one that appreciates the power of a word.
Anon,
I accept your apology. I have no reason not to. Thank you for that.
Weaver Girl,
You are amaaaaaaaayzing. ^_~
Yeah, you might have notices that was someone talking to me, Bright Star.
And by the way actually, Calaf, was that you? And are you still around? I hope so. ^_^ Wish you posted more, you are pretty cool.
La Principesa! Am I so amaaaaaayzing!!!!!1111sharpiesharpie
oneoneeleven111!!!sharpie!!1
I''m afraid I'm going to need you to write that actually on me, so that everyone else can see it. ;D
how is your brum brum
hey fim it needs a new exhaust and a few other little bits. so not drastic but i hate spending money on it!!
hi princess!
my 8 yr old loves this!!! like ridiculously so!!
Elena of COURSE she thinks that Mayo was thanking HER. Do you even need to ask? She just won't say it because she's afraid it will make him stop if she admits it.
frank iero is just lovely!!
Hey FASC!
Kapunua,
I totally will. I'll do it. I'll sharpie that shit all over you! ^_~
Anon, just stop it. I've had enough. Let it go. Take a step outside and enjoy the sunshine.
Speaking of sunshine....
HELLO SS! WHEREVER YOU ARE! ^__^
Okay, back to work for me.
GRRRR!!!!
Only like six more hours to go.
this might not work it has a very strange url??
yeh i thought something was up. the screen is blank. and it was such a beautiful frankie pic too!!
You'll like this, it shows how Gerard never lets Mikey talk.
Also he talks about having total respect for women. Haha
frankie won't get pinched on st paddy's day!!
Aww! Thank you for that one, FASC.
I've honestly never heard of this pinching thing. O_O
anon, cheers for that. i lmfao, classic. i loved the bit when it said 'he gets to play with the mic'
thanks anon @ 2.01pm.
its so easy to get lost in you tube, hey and photobucket for that matter!!
K i only heard about the pinching thing today.
anyway i must go and get my kids ready for bed.
will be back later!!!
byee!
Okay, so my blog is getting overrun with anons. I'm signing in this way for a bit. Oh, do try to spam up my livejournal, please. I'll be turning IP tracking back on, so have fun with that. ^_^
bye be fasc, i must be off too. i need to pick up charlotte.
have fun peeps
*waves to SS*
just thought i would say hello and i hope your having a great day. happy monday!
i'm drunk already, sweeeeeeet
Hello everyone! I'm trying to catch up. So, I'll be with you in a minute. ;)
Ehh, and I miss Fred. Just sayin'.
Yes, very much so. I'm scared, but at the same time utterly excited, to listen to the new record (WHEN IT COMES OUT >_<) to see how the guys sound smooshed together now. Fingers crossed it's as good or better.
Thank you, thank you, thank you for the MBH links! Off to watch!
i'm fat and bored.
Poor dude doesn't know what to do on a stage he can't move on.
An Irish blessing in honor of St. Patrick's Day.
May you live a long life
Full of gladness and health,
With a pocket full of gold
As the least of your wealth.
May the dreams you hold dearest,
Be those which come true,
The kindness you spread,
Keep returning to you.
It is so quiet here lately and that makes me sad. It used to take me forever to catch up each afternoon, and now, more often than not I find that there is nothing to catch up on. I miss every single person that has left recently. I wish that this place could return to the way it used to be, with all of the fun conversations, kickball games, parties, etc. I wish old friends would come back. I wish that everyone would not let those mean anons succeed at ruining something that was at one time quite beautiful.
AN EMPTY ROOM
An empty room is all that’s left in me
Bereft of life and all that makes it home,
And since you left, its just a memory
Just spaces now, where once you used to roam.
A thought does steal across my troubled brow,
A feeling creeps yet in my failing heart,
But still the emptiness does not allow
The slightest hope to strike a spark and start.
But yet, my stubborn will cannot accept
That you are gone, and all the lights are out.
My destiny! Its promise has not kept;
Or has it? In me springs an innate doubt.
Though doubt may now have filled that empty space,
My heart yet pleads for you to take your place.
ENOUGH WITH THE POETRY!!
Back when he actually looked happy.
:(
I miss this so much. I miss the connection they once had. Now all I feel is emptiness.
Anon @ 4:34, I miss that too :(
its not just mean anonymouses keeping those regulars away
its the egos and attitudes of some other regulars.
I can't believe the vultures won
They picked you off, one by one
anon at 4:34
How fun must it have been to be in that shopping mall when the photo was taken! Thanks for posting it.
read what 4:42 PM said.
Anyone who is happy with the way things are here now. Anyone who did not defend the OPs, anyone who is not sad they are gone. Anyone who says they weren't driven away. Anyone who accepts the blog the way it is with the Family members missing.
THOSE PEOPLE ARE TO BLAME.
Anonymous Anonymous said...
Anyone who is happy with the way things are here now. Anyone who did not defend the OPs, anyone who is not sad they are gone. Anyone who says they weren't driven away. Anyone who accepts the blog the way it is with the Family members missing.
THOSE PEOPLE ARE TO BLAME.
March 17, 2008 5:00 PM
AND, you all know who the people are, who are not upset that CERTAIN others are gone for good. You know who they are.
well hello guys!!
alot of black!!!
i'm not racist mind, but too much black!!
great pic of frankie and G Way anon.
hi there elena!
anyone around, i have the grand total of 23 mins with you all.
piss poor i know but i've been catching up on emails etc!!
anyone around???
Anonymous Anonymous said...
AND, you all know who the people are, who are not upset that CERTAIN others are gone for good. You know who they are.
March 17, 2008 5:07 PM
Hey FASC
Sorry I was washing dishes. Are you gone?
anon, why the double post.
Get over it OPs and OPs friends. So you miss them, oh well, go talk to them on the blog they have that they keep a secret. Stop acting like it wasn't their fault. They tried to post anonymously, they got it wrong, and they got caught. Instead of accepting it and going on, they picked random people to pin th eblame on. You don't get any lower than that. Their "apology" was half assed and not even sincere. To top it all off they never really left. They adn their friends are still sulking that no one has begged them to come back. That SS didn't seek out their blog and write an apology for not defending them. That Mayo didn't write a long post about how much he longs for them to return.
They brought all the drama, yes even this drama that I'm taking part in now. It all revolves around them and their friends.
So if you miss them go talk to them. Don't blame the fact that they didn't com back on the people who don't feel like begging their stupid asses, especially after they way they treated the people here.
It's not a double post, someone is copying my words probaly, for emphasis.
no elena i am still here.
just pottering.
how are you doing??
are you still at work?
Anonymous Anonymous said...
It's not a double post, someone is copying my words probaly, for emphasis.
March 17, 2008 5:16 PM
yeah
its a nice change from all the asskissing reposts dont you think?
OP-Loser
OP-Jerkoff
The way they all banded together to bully Wendy at DM that day was sick. All she did was try to say that she had SEEN PPU put the post up and then delete it. She admitted she didn't know how he did it but she saw it with her own eyes. Everyone there bullied her until she left just because she couldn't prove it? It was disgusting behavior what happened that day. THOSE people.
sorry elena - you are washing dishes, so not at work!!!
silly me!
When was Wendy sick? I missed something. :(
anon 5:21,
get some comprehension skills please
Anonymous said...
OP-Loser
OP-Jerkoff
Yes this is what I'm talking about...fucking high school behavior. Oh you do make anon's look intelligent.
and you dont think this is digusting behaviour? the anon who slated the ops and called them names, that is below the belt. just stop it please.
hello everyone, i have just got back and i am bloody hot now. how was your afternoons?
Yes washing dishes. So what are you doing that is more exciting?
i am bloody hot
Damn straight. ;)
I got me some courage! Hey Elena! Hey again, FASC! Hey Fimble!
Hello FASC and Elena are you two still here?
hi fim!!!!
elena nothing exciting.
well i'm here, the house is tidy, the kids are all asleep, mr bloke is on the sofa working on his laptop.
pretty much the usual stuff!!
woo!
hey slash, how is that stank going on. i hear you have made dm smell like corn beef and cabbage
thats right fasc, your only 4 hours in front now. wait till you go back to 5.
did you have a nice weekend?
hello mustard and martha!!
lovely to see you and lovely to see some blue at the castle!!
boo
am i first?
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