I am certain that when I die I will become dirt. It would be nice to consider that upon my death golden open arms will greet me, enfolding me into them like a lost child finally returned home, but that’s not how I think. Never has been. It is completely incomprehensible for me to consider that once my life is over I will hang out watching the goings on down at earth while white silk draped, halo wearing, beings circle my head before diving down to intervene in someone or another’s life.
But, I can see the appeal.
And I am relatively certain I won’t burn in eternal damnation, either. Although that option is better suited to my personality and preferential if in fact my theory fails.
What motivates me is here and now...in what I intend as a reciprocal exchange.
This reminds me to ask myself “why am I even here?” I suppose one purpose is to procreate, to replenish human stock while in turn passing on my unique, somewhat maladaptive, genetic map to ensure the future of our type. But, at our current population rate, I do not see human extinction as a concern (that is not to say we won’t run out of natural resources thereby resulting in human extinction through overpopulation). So, as many population experts suggest, I will only replace myself. Although, it was never something I gave much thought.
So, why then? I have no other and a million ideas.
And, I do have considerations beyond the here and now; I get a kick out of the prospect that my progeny might proffer our future world. That, and who will take care of me when I can no longer find my ass?
I hope that I am doing a good job, that all my experience, everything that I have to give, and all that I create proves worthy beyond my own value. I want there to be some “take-away” meaning from how I live. And when I die the only “place” I want to spend eternity is ardently recalled in the generous conversation of my family and friends.
p.s. prosperous just like him.
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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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1 – 200 of 4742 Newer› Newest»Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
I think we're all here to learn lessons and to teach others.
What are we supposed to learn? I don't know.
What are we supposed to teach? I don't know that either.
Maybe that's why I'm still here. I haven't figured out the meaning of life yet, but I did hear it's the number 42.
Glad to see you're still among the living.
Hello Mayo
Today is 5th anniversary of my mother's death so am feeling pretty shitty. There really is no bright side on a day like today though generally it is my personal belief that when I die I will be reunited in hugs and laughter. I really hope it happens and if not then I guess I will be just dead and won't care!
I liked your post so thank you. I hope it all works out well for ya.
Take good care.
Is the PS to your friend Kap?
Mayo,
it's kind of deep. In that way that says a lot, but when you think about it bit by bit, it's kind of neither here nor there. But that's cool, it makes you think, and I like that. I was reading intently, kind of non-expressional, until I go to this: who will take care of me when I can no longer find my ass?
And then I laughed my own ass off. which was nice, because I've been unwell the last few days-scarily so-and I've been thinking of the ways I'd like to be remembered, things I've done. And I can say I'm most proud of my children, they're young but they have good hearts. And I can think of no better way to be remembered than by friends and family sitting around and just talking of old memories, or even thinking them alone as I often do for people I've love and miss.
But, hello, Mayo. It's nice to be able to introduce myself around 'posting time', as I wasn't visible at the last, or any others. Your words and the people here keep me coming back. I hope both those things will continue awhile longer, and I hope you are well :)
1:01 if Mayo posted a p.s. to "his friend Kap" doesn't that mean that he knows she is still lurking and would read it? That she only pretended to stop reading but still comes around here. He would see her on stat counter.
That is not to say I think the p.s. is to her because that wouldn't even make sense. But I do think she still lurks, her or her "friends" who would tell her.
Ergo, thank you for your question in the other blog. I've not been around because I'm not too well, but I was going to blog about it myself rather than do it all here. thank you for asking about me though, it was nice to see. I hope you are well :)
And hi anyone around, hope you're having good evenings/days/nights etc.
lunchtime and something new to read? awesome. :)
mayo, so good to see a new post, and oh my, it's juicy. this will give me something to think about for awhile.
you know, i don't believe in heaven, per se, but i do believe in some sort of afterlife. energy doesn't stop, it doesn't vanish, and science is proving that there is more to being human than just blood and bone and bile. consciousness is measurable, even though we don't know what happens to it after death.
i prefer reincarnation (though i leave the details and logistics of it up to the gods) -- it gives me leave to believe there's a greater purpose behind the accident of my birth.
but what remains of me after death is a question i think about often. i'm not a parent; there will be no offspring to carry on my traits. part of what makes me me will go on, in some form, energy transformed. but the total, the self who walks the planet embodied right now? there's only one go-around for her.
but that's just my out-of-the-starting-gate rambling response. *grin*
People who know you, that you've impacted on, will remember you. That's what will remain of you after you are no longere 'here', and in my humble opinion that's pretty good, and just about the most people can ask for-even those who've done amazing things for the world. Their friends and family will remember them best.
Hey TJ :)
And, L, no I never did pick a room. I saw your question earlier and had planned to say that maybe it was too soon, and maybe after the next blog...but that's here and I still don't know. Perhaps you could pick one for me? I'm rather indescisive.
This whole post is about Kapu's loss.
hi there wish. :)
yes, anon, and other things, too. mayo = layered meanings.
and now, alas, i have eaten my last pretzel. back out on the floor.
bye wish, good to share the room with you for a bit!
bye mayo, good to read you, as always.
Good Day
Bye TJ, don't work too hard :)
And Mayo, this is super-silly, but I'm really pleased to see you around. It's nice. Let us know how you're doing, yeah, besides all the wondering? Happy, healthy, eating good, or just plain comtemplative...it's all good to hear :).
Mayonaise
watching tv?
future help with finding your ass- nice thought, just don't rely on it
"take away"
worthy goal friend;hope all goes well
`sc
Are you sure 2:04?
Couldn't it be about somebody else's loss. A collective loss. Paperheartxx's, Anima's, Elena's the Kennedy's.
Elvis?
Mayo's own loss?
Why is it so important to you that it be for and about 1 particular person? Why has that always been so important to you?
Your ps is very sweet Mayo. A father/daughter relationship can be a beautiful thing.
Okay, last post. 12:59, I'm sorry. I hope you have friends and family to share happy memories of your mother with. They're good to go back to in times of sorrow. Nothing can replace a mother, but I hope you get your wish, and that it brings you some comfort, however small, until that time.
hello all friends
I am on the go and been on the move for sometime. currently without internet in the home. sucks big one!
you are all in my thoughts.
i visit when possible,finding comfort in your words and lives.
thank you and take care in love
`sc
Why is it so important to YOU that it isn't about Kap? Why can't you just be gracious enough to refrain from bringing ugliness to such a beautiful sentiment?
A very interesting question was asked at the previous post @ 10:16.
What are real men ***********?
August 28, 2009 10:16 AM
Thoughts, everybody.
How would you define a real man?
2:04-2:25
I'm not the one who tried to make it about 1 person. I'm not the one who brought in the ugliness.
You did that.
You haven't answered the question. Why is it so important to you? Why can't you be gracious enough to say the beautiful sentiment may be for more than just 1 person?
2:29
I asked that question and I meant it in a snarky way as some idiot was flappin on about real men and how to deal with them although there was no evidence that they knew what they were talking about.
The truth is all men, as with women, are real. It's just that some are nice than others.
I think they meant real men as in flesh and blood men, as opposed to make-believe men who write poetry and animal parables on blogs.
How would you define a good man 2:40?
The type of man that you would want to be in life forever.
but men who write poetry and blogs are flesh and blood...well I always thought so anyway.
I prefer the nice kind of man. I have no great expectations of perfection because I am far from perfect myself.
Nice is a good start I think.
What makes a man a good man to you? Characteristics and traits.
Everybody
and how do you deal with a real man, good or otherwise?
Nice is a good place to start 2:51. Thank you for answering the question.
it is strange though that when i was younger nice did not appeal to me very much, only the horrids.
it is a true saying, youth is wasted on the young!
but men who write poetry and blogs are flesh and blood...well I always thought so anyway.
If they're really men. Thing is, you don't have a clue what people on the internet are like. They might not even be men at all.
what is your point 3:04? does it really matter whether they are men or women. they are human beings, no?
2:51,
Youth is never wasted.
For the young it's a classroom that teaches great lessons and begins to prepare you for adulthood. If you choose to listen and learn.
For adults it's a state of mind. The willingness to see every experience through the eyes of youth while remembering the lessons of the past.
My philosophy of youth and life has killed the blog (or so it would appear).
It has been a good discussion. Thank you to my discussion partner(s).
I'm looking forward to reading more answers to the question
What makes a man a good man to you? Characteristics and traits.
Have a nice day blog.
☺
2:47/27
sorry about abrupt exit but my internet connection decided to be a bastard and would not cooperate til now.
your philosophy is a good one of course use of a crystal ball back then would have been very useful.
have a lovely evening.
"Why is it so important to YOU that it isn't about Kap? Why can't you just be gracious enough to refrain from bringing ugliness to such a beautiful sentiment?
August 28, 2009 2:25 PM"
It's important to them because they were the ones who said "it's about her" in the first place. Just so that they could come back and refute it, to make her "friends" look selfish.
They brought her up in a falsely kind way so that they could shoot the idea right back down.
LOL 5:38
Conspiracy theory much?
In case you didn't notice YOU anon is the one who brought it up and tried to make this post all about one person.
Nobody else did that.
Are you saying YOU anon brought her up in a falsely kind way to make her friends look selfish?
I wouldn't worry too much about YOU anon. They're not here or at VV's that much. ^_~
Don't make me say it.
Umm, I didn't bring her up at all, sorry, try again.
This whole blog is a stupid "conspiracy" based on who can get more attention from Mayo and who can make certain people look the worst.
Maybe the PS WAS about Kapu's dad. But it was the people here who hate her who brought that up so that they could turn around and say "Why does it always have to be about HER".
In case you didn't notice YOU anon is the one who brought it up
"You is the one who brought it up"?
Holy shit MJ sign in.
That has been one of the problems with this place for a long time. A group of people trying desperately to make everything about them or their friends. The ones they like.
If Mayo says something positive and beautifully sentimental
it's for one person or group. It's for them and them alone.
If Mayo says something negative like in that tic tac toe post
it's for the other group. The people they don't like. The psychos, basket cases, queens of the damned, evil, creepy, nasty, bitter old hags, idiots, know it alls and bad christians who are supposedly trying to impress the major of the block with their evil and idiotic doings.
Yup.
LOL 6:23
Get your eyes checked. Let me guess. You haven't noticed YOU anon. Here or at VV's.
Funny. Everybody else can spot them from a mile away.
good morning Mayo!!
lovely to see you
hi wish
glad you're feeling a bit better
hello jen
I think we come across it as we go along
SC!!!!
good to see you, I do wonder about you, glad to see you're about
Anonymous said...
LOL 5:38
Conspiracy theory much?
So. After Mya admitted that she stayed anonymous even on this blog as she teased and called Kap names after sending emails around about her specifically to get her fired ("CUNT unemployment line")??
An email from Sdock to OPJ containing Sdock's real name "mysteriously" getting anonymously posted here...
And best of all, after OPJ sent a post signed in, deleted it, said the same thing anonymously and then accused Fimble Star, Sdock, Smoke and Kap of "setting her up" somehow...
You're calling "conspiracy theory"??
Asshole, please.
One question. Where is all the beautiful blue? :(
6:43
Nobody believes your revisionist history. Do us all & yourself a favor. Stop preaching it please, asshole.
There's nothing false up there. Mya even said the "being sneaky" part herself only last week. There's really nothing to revise and the people you want to impress (Mayo and SS) unfortunately for you were actually there for all of that.
If no one here believes that, then it's because the only ones left here are the ones who would rather not believe that they are such nasty people.
In fact Mayo did Sdock the favor of deleting that email of OPJ's that "mysteriously" got posted here.
6:43
dull and boring.
anything to say about present day activity or are you just so stuck in the past?
Mayo,
Didn't you realize some would take this post as an excuse to abuse and harass the few remaining in blues? Just like they did with that tic tac toe post. They would try to make it all about one person or one group.
I know it wasn't your intention but you have to know how these people operate by now. You have to see how they run with the shit and sling all over.
Yup.
Yup.
YUP.
*shakes head*
Here we go. Let's list all the evil, horrible, disgusting, nasty, and unforgivable things the OPs, Mya and MJ have done.
Don't forget to list the sins of the other remaining in blues and regulars.
6:57
I agree. They're so damn tiresome.
Except you guys were the one to bring it up again and to start the whole thing in order to shoot it down. Yeh, you have an agenda.
What gets me is that Mya has a child who she is probably teaching to be proud of things like "sneakiness" and the fact that they can hurt other people with their actions.
I hope her daughter doesn't learn that from her or that if she does, one day when she's an adult she wises up and realizes that those aren't good traits.
Wrong again 7:13. Don't you get tired of constantly hearing that?
Wrong wrong wrong.
You are looking for YOU anon and cohort.
Go to VV's. They're probably there calling people douches and other names.
from what i remember mya alerted someone that kapunua had put it out on the internet that they had sexually assaulted someone. As a result k was fired as there was no case to answer.
How was that a terrible thing?
apologies if i have totally misunderstood.
You too can show how smart you are by capitalizing and highlighting words.
YOU and YOU and YOU
i'm a lumberjack and i'm ok, i sleep all night and i work all day...
so if kapunua had given personal information about the person she was accusing of sexual assault that enabled mya to contact them then is that not worse someone emailing a stranger and including their own personal information and this being on a random blog for a little while.
just tryin to figure it all out as i have been reading this same shit for years.
7:25,
That is accurate history. Mya did not send emails all around the internet.
She sent 1 email to the people being accused of sexual assault. To people being accused of a felony crime on a public blog.
She would not have been able to send that 1 email to the accused had the email address not been provided by Kapunua.
I wonder how 6:43, 7:13, 7:14 would feel if one of us went on a public blog and accused their husband, father, son or brother of a felony. Of sexual assualt.
How would they feel if we posted their husband's, father's, son's or brother's personal information , where they worked and the name of their business and email address
with that accusation of sexual assualt
on our public live journals?
I don't think they would be so quick to defend our actions or so quick to condemn the actions of the person who notified them of the public accusations.
Precisely 7:38. I think you've got it.
Anonymous said...
YOU and YOU and YOU
August 28, 2009 7:34 PM
No. YOU.
boo!
YOU
wow!
unfuckingbelievable!
eeeep!
YOU ascared me.
YOU, YOU, YOU did.
I iz going hide under something.
7:25/7:38 said...
wow!
unfuckingbelievable!
August 28, 2009 7:50 PM
no 7:53
Here we go. Let's list all the evil, horrible, disgusting, nasty, and unforgivable things the OPs, Mya and MJ have done.
here comes the tacky, high-pinched violin music...
and that means PITCHED too!
that explains alot. scary shit happened here and am happy i don't know certain individuals personally.
*shudder*
just wanting to clarify for 10:07, previous blog...
there was only one butterfly, his name was Albert, he has no surname, and he was not named for any scientists or anyone else
glad to be of service ;]
That can go both ways, or you can know someone personally for years but not really know them.
that's ok for personal life. there is no need to tolerate sociopaths etc on the internet.
ergo you have shattered my innocence! everytime i noticed a brightly colored butterfly, i thought of albert einstein, a fellow piscean.
Adam Goldstein, aka DJ AM
March 30, 1973 - August 28, 2009
RIP
All of you should stop with this petty bickering nonsense, look around you and be grateful for all that you have: your life, your loved ones and your friends.
Life is short. Stop wasting it.
And life comprises of petty arguments, fighting, mistakes, grievances, and the like. How else do you learn and find out things for yourself? It's not a lineal path of lovin' and laughing. It's part of the road.
sorry 8:23 but I just chose it as seemed to fit him when it popped into my mind
he would have been a Taurus too, though they do get on well with Pisces
DJ Am died? wasn't he in the plane crash that time?
ok quick google, he was in the crash, and he seems to have overdosed? how sad, drugs just fuck up lives
such a shame people feel the need to supplement their lives with them
Kapunua did a stupid naive thing but she meant well. Her friend was hurt, I think they were both scared. She asked for advice. Kapu didn't link them here. She wrote about it in her journal and Mya went THERE. Mya meant harm. "CUNT unemployment line"?? Mya didn't care about doing "duty" or doing RIGHT. She wanted to hurt. Why? She said so herself in her apology. "I wanted to hurt you because I was angry. It was wrong".
An apology which she took back for whatever psychotic reason.......
she did a stupid and dangerous thing. credit to mya for doing the right thing. none of us want lies circulating about us especially ones that could ruin reputations.
oh, and if you need advice on such things you contact the police.
you are very malicious 9:15
malicious, how?
i think 9:08 is the malicious one. I am just stating my opinion.
and how exactly is 9:08 malicious?
Your opinion does not precede others. It's only different.
9:08 is malicious in attacking mya yet excusing kapunua's dreadful behavior in the matter.
now, how is 9:15 very malicious?
I interpreted 9:08's comment as giving their own interpretation for the reasoning behind K's post.
9:15 holds Mya's resulting action as the correct and moral consequence, constantly re-iterates this point and ignores any other reasoning. They were both wrong.
Mayonaise,
I like the idea of Heaven. Is there one? Damned if I know, because I'm sure as fuck not getting in now, without some kind of special dispensation from the Pope.
But, the idea clearly works. I know I'll feel more comfortable with the idea that when my family members pass in time that they are traipsing amongst clouds in the sky, and not serving as the newest Worm Condo at Shady Lanes Cemetery.
constantly re-iterates this point and ignores any other reasoning.
please point out the constant reiteration.
Why is it so much fun to talk about the actions of others that no longer have consequence to the present?
I agree, 10:01. I am sick of reading the same regurgitated crap from years ago. At least there has been a different view taken this evening which is thought provoking.
I wonder if it will ever stop. I hope it does.
well, i am off to have some fun. i will check tomorrow or sunday for evidence from 9:52 of 9:15's constant reiteration.
have a great night everybody.
*comes in singing*
~~~"From lashes to ashes
And from lust to dust
In your sweetest torment
I'm lost
And no heaven can help us
Ready, willing and able
To lose it all
For a kiss so fatal
And so warm ..."~~~
^credit to HIM^
*special thanks to Mayo and Jennicula for reminding me of such a "heavenly" song*
Hello Mayo, SS, Ergo, Paper, SC!!!, Wish, Jennicula, TJ, MissT, Amy, Mya, Martha, Elena, J and L, KOL anon, other KOL anons, time anons, everyone!!!!
How are you all tonight? Did you all have a nice day? I hope so!
Mayo: Thank you for the new post/painting/piece! I'm going to have think on this one a bit. Well, maybe not!
~~~“why am I even here?” ~~~
Good question there! One, I'm sure, most of us have asked ourselves ~ many times.
~~~I suppose one purpose is to procreate, to replenish human stock~~~
Not such a good answer in my opinion. It's nothing personal and I'm certainly not saying it's a "wrong" answer. It may darn well be one of your main "purposes" on this earth.
But, what about the people who can't procreate? People who can't "replenish human stock" through no fault of their own? Would their lives be less 'purposeful' than yours?
(I know you didn't say that; but, your posts do make us think and wonder.)
And, for someone who doesn't believe in the ideas of heaven and hell (or any type of afterlife other than becoming fertilizer)...
well, I think it's darn cute for you to put so much 'stock' in the whole "be fruitful and multiply" (in other words: procreate) thing?
Afterall, that is a biblical/spiritual philosophy (later adopted by more scientific type folks who put the emphasis on the genetic ~ rather than the spiritual ~ apsect of procreation.)
I'm sure they, too, were concerned about who would be around to help them find their asses in the late twilight (or early dusk) of their lives!
I do like the last paragraph of your post! I like that paragraph very much. Who can ask for more than that, right?!
~~~ardently recalled in the generous conversation of my family and friends~~~
That is beautiful!
Some might even call that "heaven".
I also like that third paragraph! Sounds a little like you might like your "Heaven On Fire" too!
I'm just kidding, folks! See:
;P
J: Thank you for the birthday wishes!!! It looks like I'll have electricity for my birthday this year! No hurricane approaching! YAY!!!!
MissT: I'm glad to hear you had such a nice time in London!!! I hope you have a nice, relaxing, feet~up type of weekend!
Wish: How about a room on the 6th floor??? It's fun up here!!! We have live entertainment and everything!
SC: It's so good to see you again!!! I think of you often. Did that daughter of yours ever accept that marriage proposal? Heck, she's probably celebrated her 1st anniversay by now!
So, how is everyone else?
Hugs and Love,
~Namaste~
6/Wendy
Hi PJ and Sweetcheeks!!!
Amy!!!!! I'm with you. I like the whole idea of heaven! Preferably not on fire. Although, a campfire here and there would be great! I just know there are marshmallows in heaven!
How's the job hunt coming along? Any interesting prospects?
Anonymous said...
well, i am off to have some fun. i will check tomorrow or sunday for evidence from 9:52 of 9:15's constant reiteration.
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Okay, that made me LOL!!! Thank you for that, 10:16.
I just hope no one regurgitates. We just had the carpets and upholstery cleaned after the last episode. Maybe I should put on my hot pink wellies, just in case!
You have a great night too!
10:16 is just ignoring the obvious.
Hallo Wendy!
Lots of interesting prospects, if I want to take a pay cut, that is. :P Stink.
How about you?
Hello 10:32! How are you?
Oh no! I'm sorry to hear that, Amy.
Are things improving any at the current job ~ at least?
I'm good. Well, I'm trying to be good!
;)
Thanks for asking! Ohhhh.... how's Hazel??? I'm almost afraid to ask what Mister's reaction was after seeing all those GI Joe collection casualties!
Wendy, Mister was FURIOUS. I had to talk him out of using Hazel as a couch cushion.
But, he's over it now, as it usually happens. I just had to remind him that while I don't care that he's got little groups of GI Joes and Stormtroopers around the house, it IS free game to the cats, and if he doesn't like it, he can pack them up.
Simple as that.
(I found this on a friend's FB page, I think you guys will like it.)
People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is revealed only if there is light from within. ~Elisabeth Kübler-Ross
Good job, Amy!!!! With handling the Mister, protecting the kitty and the posting of that quote!
I do love that one. Thank you, Amy!
Did you buy those cans of whipped cream just in case that "talking to and reminding" thing didn't work? They wouldn't go waste. Whipped cream is great on top hot chocolate, ice cream and pie too!!!
Anonymous said...
And life comprises of petty arguments, fighting, mistakes, grievances, and the like. How else do you learn and find out things for yourself? It's not a lineal path of lovin' and laughing. It's part of the road.
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So very true, anon!
This is for you.
~~~Life Is A Highway~~~
Nothing wrong with a little Rascal Flatts on a Friday night!
As always, the lyrics for those who wish to sing along:
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Well, life's like a road that you travel on
There's one day here and the next day gone
Sometimes you bend, sometimes you stand
Sometimes you turn your back to the wind
There's a world outside every darkened door
Where Blues won't haunt you anymore
For the brave are free and lovers soar
Come ride with me to the distant shore
We won't hesitate
To break down the guarding gate
There's not much time left today, yeay
Life is a highway, I wanna ride it
All night long
If you're going my way, I wanna drive it
All night long
Through all these cities and all these towns
It's in my blood and it's all around
I love now like I loved you then
This is the road and these are the hands
From Mozambique to those Memphis nights
The Khyber Pass to Vancouver's lights
They knock me down
And back up again
You're in my blood
I'm not a lonely man
There's no load I can't hold
The road's so rough this I know
I'll be there when the light comes in
Just tell 'em we're survivors
Life is a highway, I wanna ride it
All night long
If your going my way, I wanna drive it
All night long
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, yeah
Life is a highway, I wanna ride it
All night long (mmmm yeah)
If your going my way, I wanna drive it
All night long
There was a distance between you and I
(between you and I)
A misunderstanding once
But now, we look it in the eye
Ooooo...Yeah!
There ain't no load that I can't hold
The road's so rough this I know
I'll be there when the light comes in
Just tell 'em we're survivors
Life is a highway, I wanna ride it
All night long (all night long, yeah hey)
If your going my way, I wanna drive it
All night long
Life is a highway, I wanna ride it
All night long
If your going my way, I wanna drive it
All night long
Life is a highway, I wanna ride it
All night long
If your going my way, I wanna drive it
All night long
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, yeah
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hello. it's a bit of a treat not having to click "newest". :)
Hello TJ!!! How are you tonight?
it smells like foot and ass in here.
i'm doing alright, wendy, how are you?
Have you been sniffing that much ass and that many shoes, 11:35?
That's a bad habit. Most unsanitary too!
Perhaps your vet can prescribe some amitriptyline for you. It's done wonders for Sandy Ann!!!
I'm doing good, TJ! Thanks for asking!
Do you have any exciting plans for the weekend?
Did we lose Amy?
:(
Wendy, I just handmade buttercream instead. But he still took it pretty good, so now I'm left with all this buttercream..
Also, Tom Cochrane did "Life is a Highway" much better, but if you like that song...
I'm gonna check my scars at home
Gonna cash my chips and roam
Gonna walk before I fade to black
I'm gonna write a new resume
I'm gonna write you off the page
I'm gonna take what we might take away
And you will find a brighter day
And in another year
The pain will disappear and I
Will look back on this life as if it were a scene
In a film somebody made for you and me
I wish you well
She wants to be set free
Wants the space to feel love
And be angry and I watch her bounce off the walls
While the chips they start to fall
And then in a little while I see
That distant smile returning
Just like a ghost in a dream
That we had way back when
Then she'll turn and smile and say
Come again
And in another year
The pain will disappear
We'll look back on this life as if it were a scene
In a film somebody made about you and me
I cannot believe there's
nothing left to save
Hard as a hammer she wants me
To come again and again
I'm down on my knees
Won't you come again
Don't you need relief oh
And in another year
The pain will disappear
And I will look back on this life
As if it were a scene
And in a little while
I'll see that distant smile returning
Just like back in the days
When we were so naive
In a film somebody made for you and me
I wish you well
I wish you well - Tom Cochrane
nope, no exciting plans for the weekend.
but i'd like to ask if you all would send some positive thoughts to my sister this weekend. her eldest cat (he's been with her for 14 years now) is ailing, and the new medicine they got for him today really needs to work. surgery isn't viable, he isn't likely to survive the anesthesia, so this is his only chance.
will you guys say a prayer for her, and winston, her cat?
Amyranth said...
Wendy, I just handmade buttercream instead. But he still took it pretty good, so now I'm left with all this buttercream..
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Well heck, Amy!!! Handmade buttercream is much better than whipped cream! It's all that extra "hand work" that makes it special. You are a woman of many talents. I'm sure they come in quite handy too!
I'm not worried at all. I'm sure you'll find something to do with all that leftover cream!
;)
And, thank you for song! Those are lovely (and quite sad) lyrics.
I knew somebody else recorded "Life Is A Highway" ; but, I just couldn't remember who done it!
*going listen/watch the video now*
Mayo--
Interesting views you have on the afterlife. Perhaps I should say "the afterdirt", as a nod to your perceptions. Granted, once we're no longer animated by our souls, our bodies return to the elements. All stored nicely in large, polished-wood-and-brass, padded repositories that are slowly taking over the underground of our country.
But I digress.
My personal viewpoints regarding Heaven and Hell aren't particularly traditional. Heaven, to me, will be each person's idea of the perfect existence, whatever made you happy on Earth. Hell will be the culmination of a lifetime of fears, dislikes, pessimistic thoughts, etc. No fire, just psychological torments.
So each place will be the same overall, but specific to each person. In other words, whatever you make of it, that's what it will be.
Anne Rice (who some dismiss as the Devil Incarnate, herself) wrote a book in her Vampire Chronicles series called "Memnoch the Devil". In it, Lestat "dies" and is escorted through the universe by the Devil (Memnoch, as he goes by here). He gets to meet God as well. I thought Rice's depiction of good and evil was intriguing. A good read, if nothing else.
"Why am I even here?" That's a good question in my case. I have no progeny, as you call it, nor will I ever. I have no one to help me find my ass in my old age. Although by that time I may not need help, my ass may be the size of Rhode Island when I hit my dotage.
Or, as Denis Leary calls them, "the Depends Years."
Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Mayo. Good to see you're out and about.
Hey Amy, TJ, Wendy.
TJ, prayers will be sent forthwith. What's going on with baby Winston?
toujours said...
will you guys say a prayer for her, and winston, her cat?
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Of course I will, TJ. I'm sending all sorts of good wishes and healing vibes to Winston as well!
I hope the medicine works.
Damn Teej, I'm sorry to hear about Winston.
I hope he'll be okay, but I'll send my best wishes.
BRB, Futurama!
hi there j., and thank you. winston has a non-functioning colon (or partially non-fuctioning), it's been on ongoing problem, but this time the blockage is severe.
my sister said it feels like he's their "hospice kitty". :(
Hey everyone, hope you guys are well.
Sugarplum: I got your email, and I've sent a reply :)
thanks wendy, thanks amyranth, i know my sister will appreciate it!
Hey BC! Nice to see you around for a second! XD
Tj, I'm sorry about your sister's cat. I send my get well wishes, I hope the medication works.
Oh, poor kitty. I'm so sorry to hear that.
Dumplin and Rain send kitty healing thoughts too. Pinkle sends bunny healing thoughts. L will send prayers after I tell her about him.
Hey BC, nice to see you.
J!!!! Hello! How's your hand? Have you heard from L? Is she enjoying her weekend ~ so far?
I agree with you on the idea of heaven and hell too. I think they can be different for different people.
I've always imagined hell as a very cold, barren, lonely place.
I would still love to know where people got the idea that Anne Rice was some type of "satanic" figure. LOL!!!
Amy: I really liked that song! I really did. It's not nearly so sad with the music!
Hello Sweetcheeks!!!! How are you?
YAY!!! Your new e~mail address works!
I'm going read right now!
:D
Hey J thanks, good to see you too.
I'm doing alright sugarplum, albeit full. I hate too much. How's you and the fur babies doing?
I meant to say I ate too much, not hate, lol.
hi bc, and thank you!
aaww, furbaby healing thoughts, j.? that's very sweet. that will make my sis smile for sure. :)
The hand is some better, Wendy, but I'm trying not to overdo. I had to clean the catbox earlier, and showered, so it's starting to ache a little. I probably won't stay on long tonight.
So...your idea of Hell is...Finland? *hahaha* Well, at least Iceland.
I like Anne Rice. But I think she wrote much better when she was depressed. (I like her son's books too, Christopher. He writes well.)
toujours said...
winston has a non-functioning colon (or partially non-fuctioning), it's been on ongoing problem, but this time the blockage is severe.
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:(
Poor kitty. I hope he's not in too much pain. Can he still use the litter box?
Think positive thoughts about that medication, TJ!
Sweetcheeks: I have read your e~mail and shall reply soon! Thank you, sweetcheeks! And yes, it is back to being hot and humid here. We did have a few heavenly days of "fall~like" weather though!
i thought Finland was her idea of heaven
he really can't, wendy. but he's got two people who are ready and willing to dote on him and do what they can to make him happy. :)
Thanks sugarplum. Too bad about the humidity though, we could use some here. It's been in the 60's and raining a lot lately. It hasn't felt like summer at all
Well here's the big difference. Kapunua admitted that posting her troubles here was a mistake, I think she called herself "stupid" for trusting "internet friends" or something along those lines.
Whereas Mya is still proudly strutting about how "sneaky" she was being anonymous and sending the email about her.
There is the biggest difference. Kapunua hopefully learned not to be so naive and well, STUPID. Mya learned nothing and is still proud of her malice.
It was a joke, anon. Haha.
And - yes - it was malice. She said so herself. She said her only reason was she was "angry" and only a few days ago she said she did it anonymously because she was proud of being "LOL SNEAKY".
I'm referring to Finland, BTW.
What kind of meds are they giving him, TJ?
Mya's "joke" cost another person a lot. And rubbed it in (LOL SNEAKY HAHA LOST JOB LOL CUNT UNEMPLOYMENT LINE LOL) during what is probably an already hard time.
In short, Mya is a bag of shit. And I hope her daughter learns to not be like her.
Original Punk J said...
So...your idea of Hell is...Finland?
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*gasps*
*swoons and nearly faints*
No. No. Noooooo! Finland is not Hell. Nooooooo!!!!
Okay. So, it was very cold and mostly dark; but, it's not lonely there!
:P
Besides, it's mostly LIGHT in summer so:
*sticks tongue out at you again*
I'm glad to hear your hand is feeling better (and not hurting as much too)!
Did Amy run off to do "things" with that buttercream?
i know J
isnt's finland the place to be nakeed in a sauna?
:D Couldn't resist, though, Wendy. You know my evil sense of humor.
I think Amy went to watch a show.
I'm glad, 12.34. :)
The "joke" reference wasn't about anything else except Finland, just to set it straight. No misconceptions here.
i'm not really sure, j., she told me the name but now i can't recall, it started with an "l", i think.
and mention of finland just brings up michael palin's voice in my head...
Have to ask Wendy that one, 12.35.
Anonymous said...
i thought Finland was her idea of heaven
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12:29 ~ It is!!!! Well, it's one of my ideas of heaven. It certainly is a beautiful country filled with wonderful people! I love, love, love it!
12:34 ~ You don't know anything about Mya if you think she's a "bag of shit".
You're harping on something that happened a year and a half ago. You really need to move on and let go of your hostility towards her.
12:29 ~ It is!!!! Well, it's one of my ideas of heaven. It certainly is a beautiful country filled with wonderful people! I love, love, love it!
and people skinny dipping in hot spa's!
12:35 ~ I don't what you heard or from whom you heard it; but, I was not nakeeed in any sauna...
not that I recall.
;)
Sweetcheeks: I would, happily, send some heat to you. If only I could! Come to think of it, we could use some of your rain. We did have some storms; but, we've still below our average summer rainfall.
aww poor wendy, you missed out on a lot, hear those spa's are damn... hot
Original Punk J said...
:D Couldn't resist, though, Wendy. You know my evil sense of humor.
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I know your evil sense of humor all too well, J! One of the many reasons I love you so much!!!
*big wicked smile*
12:49 ~ I certainly know I did not go skinny dipping in any spa. Hot or otherwise. That I would absolutely remember...
I think!
:P
The previous Dr Seuss moment was brought to you by Anon at 12.52 a.m.
Wendy said...
I know your evil sense of humor all too well, J! One of the many reasons I love you so much!!!
*************
You're one of the few who do, Miss Wendy.
you don't seem that sure wendy. maybe you need to jog your memory.
* brought to you by the cat in the hat
12:52 ~ Well, now you've done it! I suppose I'll simply have to go back to Finland this winter. I mean, since those spas are so hot and all and I missed out on them last winter!
I have been getting a lot of trip advisories too! Hmmmm.... what's that saying about not ignoring "signs"?
Well then Wendy, I'll send some of the rain your way. Last night we had storms for over four hours, and it's raining aplenty, so I think you could use some.
Big hello to the cat in the hat anon
Who'll be Thing One? I'll be Thing Two.
great stuff wendy! but remember there are spa etiquette rules one must follow
time for me to go to bed, alas -- i'll have to catch up on all the seussian spa frivolity tomorrow! *hee*
good night everyone, sweet dreams. :)
Goodnight tj sweet dreams
Original Punk J said...
You're one of the few who do, Miss Wendy.
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I love when you call me that! Ha, another reason!
;)
Oh no.... is someone trying to bring out the Dr. Seuss in me??? You know how hard it is for me to stop!
~~~~you don't seem that sure wendy. maybe you need to jog your memory.~~~~
A memory jog is needed?
Could this be true?
Did I skinny dip in a hot tub?
Did I not turn blue?
Did someone see me?
Was that someone you?
Did you take pictures?
Say it's not true!!!!
:P
as long as you didn't meet someone called Benny or Bjorn in that tub, you shouldn't wind up in an offending pic or movie.
Goodnight TJ, give Winston a kiss and a lot of petting for me.
Wendy, you go with those mad rhyming skillz!
Goodnight TJ and sweet dreams to you!!!!
Oh heck, cat in the hat. Now there are "spa etiquette rules" that must be followed? Well poop! I have to wear flip~flops, don't I? But, I don't like flip~flops. They hurt my toes!
Sweetcheeks: I'll send the heat to you this week. I'll also send my flip~flops! That way I'll have an excuse to not follow that particular rule of spa etiquette!
;)
J: I don't want to be a thing. Can I be one fish or two fish instead? How about a WHO???!!! I love those little whos!
mayo,
you once wrote about how we shared parts of our day-to-day lives with you...
Always offering their host a taste
of what that experience could be.
but today's new post is a perfect example of what you share with us: glimpses of your inner life. i enjoy your poetry (you know that i do!), but these posts are my favorite kind, they are truly conversations around the table.
and i have to say, you are the most interesting imaginary friend i've ever had. *grin*
good night, mayo, and thank you for the new post. hope tomorrow finds you making wonderful memories with your loved ones.
It's a deal sugarplum ^_^
So true
funny how it seems
sorry, wrong ish!! they're not finish they're brit ish!
as long as you didn't meet someone called Benny or Bjorn
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Uh~oh!
O_O
*runs to check youtube*
;)
And, on that note, I must be off!!
Thank you cat in the hat, Sweetcheeks, J, Amy, TJ! It's been fun chatting and playing!
J: Mad rhyming skillz, huh? You ain't seen nothing yet. Just wait 'till you've seen my rhythm!
*big wink*
Goodnight to everyone and sweet dreams to one and all!
Hugs and Love,
~Namaste~
6/Wendy
(who honestly did not appear naked anywhere in Finland ~ other than her hotel room ~ I think!)
;P
Hi PJ, Ergo, Martha, CTV and Entropy!
Ooops, and HI to Elena too if you stop in tonight!
*blows night night kisses to blog believe*
Goodnight sugarplum sweet dreams *blows kisses*
Goodnight Wendy, you can be a Who if you like. Little Wendy-Lou Who, who was much more than 2. ;)
Talk to you later.
Ah, a Spandau Ballet reference. I miss the '80s.
Goodnight everyone, talk to you later.
Goodnight Mayo, give Baby Mayo a hug and a kiss, just for being there.
J, real love true, long-lasting soul-mate love, is special but rare.
The reality is most people settle, so they're not alone.
SS,
I spent the day thinking about the state of my life. None of the realizations were good. Have I seen more than was there? Did I misconstrue meaning in any way? Have I missed the truth by ignoring the reality?
Can I truly lose something that was never really mine to lose?
I'm very confused, very frustrated, very sad. Huh, at least I finally had something to write a blog about. Whoop-de-damn-do.
Goodnight, have a good weekend too.
Mayo
Today I read your new post while riding in the car. This allowed me time to give some thought. Your words caused me to feel a plethora of emotions. I would like to share some of these with you...but not now. My own thoughts are too convoluted. I know in my heart what I believe but putting those thoughts into complete sentences...well, I truly don't believe I can do that at this time. Perhaps tomorrow night. Perhaps never.
Take care.
Goodnight Mayo
Elena (touched by an angel)
Good Night
:/
Good Night Good
:)
J, just to let you know if there was any confusion, that the cat in the hat anon was not the one you call SS.
sweet dreams all!!
had a picnic lunch and spent the afternoon at a local dam, watching water skiers, even had a little dip
Ray's came along too, pics at my blog maybe tomorrow
Mayo,
been thinking about your post too, I'll get my thoughts straight tomorrow when I have a bit more time, but it brought to mind an inscription on a headstone, "to live on in the hearts of those we leave behind, is not to die" I do think that is the best place to eternally reside
take care
2:47/29 Anon,
What makes a man a good man to you? Characteristics and traits
One who maybe cannot always recognise their faults themselves, but doesn't shy away from them once they're shown to them. Compassionate, forgiving, passionate with what they love, hard working-not just in an actual job but with their relationships. Faithful in words and actions, able to laugh at themselves... it's too early in the day for me to think of anything else.
Idk. All I can say is I believe I have a good man myself, and everyone's definition will be different, it's just an opinion. What makes a good man, in your opinion, 2:47/29 anon.
...........
Wendy, all I ask is for a comfortable bed...I'm horribly easy to please sometimes. But I'm not good with heights so nothing with a balcony? Or perhaps some sort of netting to prevent falling over it.
TJ, best wishes and thoughts for your sister and Winston, poor thing :(.
Hi also, Amy, Wendy, Ergo, J, TJ, Elena, various anons I missed overnight.
J, anything can be truly yours to lose if you kept it in your heart. Physicality means nothing in that sense.
Don't stop talking, J. The mean ones will always be there, and they are hard to ignore, sure, but if you know in your heart you are not a bad person then just leave them to their bitterness. i have always loved your words, and were they gone, they would be missed.
The anon up there is right; true soul-mate love is hard to find. It isn't always obvious and doesn't come easily, nothing worth having ever does. i'm not sure how much i believe in fate, but i do think if something is meant to happen it will. It may be a long time coming, but it will happen if you give it a chance and let it happen. Don't overthink it.
To paraphrase the rolling stones, you can't always get what you want. But in it's place, you may find you get what you need. All in good time.
The anon comment I read earlier It smells like foot and ass in here reminded me of something my 19-year-old niece and her friends would say, only solidifying my suspicions...
You're nothing but a bunch of little immature quasi-adults thinking that you fit into the grown-up world and that you have it all figured out. You just don't realize how much you still have yet to learn... So sit back and get comfortable... because I'm about to give you a little education.
Anonymous said...
Mya's "joke" cost another person a lot. And rubbed it in (LOL SNEAKY HAHA LOST JOB LOL CUNT UNEMPLOYMENT LINE LOL) during what is probably an already hard time.
What the hell... I don't care... I've had enough.
No more "jokes"... I promise
You basically just told us that the "other person" is obviously still reading and/or is being briefed on all the happenings here.
Either you are her (as I've always suspected her of being any number of the anons all along), or you are someone that has a very unhealthy admiration and infatuation with her. In either case, I'm unconcerned... as I am not a psychiatrist and unable to help you with those particular types of psychoses.
It is no secret that she/you and I do not get along, but it doesn't mean that I do not sympathize with the recent loss in her/your family. I read where she/you doesn't want any condolences from "us", so I have not and am not offering any, so no need in admonishing me later for simply bringing it up. You will only look more vindictive and foolish.
Like I said, I've always suspected her/you of being an anon, from way back - and I don't think I'm wrong in saying that I'm the only one who has thought so.
Remember, I promised no more jokes... So continuing right along, here's a little education (or eye-opener) for you (all of you):
There are 4 lawyers in my family and I worked for the state's prosecution office for 7 years. I know the law and I didn't break it.
What I saw were some people having their name, their business, their livelihood, and obviously their passion in life, being publicly, deliberately and maliciously harmed by someone who just simply did not like them for personal reasons.
Links were provided to hateful blog entries about them, where a link to their BUSINESS WEBSITE was also given. Everyone was encouraged to read these entries to be "informed". Trouble was: it was only that blogger's personal opinion. There were no facts - no substantiated evidence - to back up the accusations. What that blogger did was ethically wrong. Those people could have easily brought charges against that blogger - trust me.
You would be more correct in calling me a "tattle-tale" or a "rat" or a "squealer", but I did nothing legally or ethically wrong. You could say that what I did was exactly what Bernstein/Woodward did to Nixon.
What part of this do you not understand, child(ren)? Nixon was impeached and loathed to this day. You should be glad that only a job was lost and civil or criminal charges weren't filed.
By the way, speaking of Watergate... My mother's first cousin was Fred Buzhardt. Google him.
(Also, if you're interested, I am a direct descendant of Sir Thomas Wyatt. You can Google him too.)
In short, Mya is a bag of shit. And I hope her daughter learns to not be like her.
Continue to think of me as you wish - I really don't care...
Every parent hopes that their child turn out better than them and I know my daughter is better than me. She is smart enough not to become addicted to blogs that offer no important value and to not get involved in internet clashes. She also knows better than to put stuff up on a public blog that could come back to bite her in the ass later.
But the best part is, I'm just glad she isn't like any of you.
Man, someone should learn to zip it right about... NOW!
These are the facts for anybody who can handle the truth.
mya said...
What I saw were some people having their name, their business, their livelihood, and obviously their passion in life, being publicly, deliberately and maliciously harmed by someone who just simply did not like them for personal reasons.
Links were provided to hateful blog entries about them, where a link to their BUSINESS WEBSITE was also given. Everyone was encouraged to read these entries to be "informed". Trouble was: it was only that blogger's personal opinion. There were no facts - no substantiated evidence - to back up the accusations. What that blogger did was ethically wrong. Those people could have easily brought charges against that blogger - trust me.
You would be more correct in calling me a "tattle-tale" or a "rat" or a "squealer", but I did nothing legally or ethically wrong. You could say that what I did was exactly what Bernstein/Woodward did to Nixon.
What part of this do you not understand, child(ren)? Nixon was impeached and loathed to this day. You should be glad that only a job was lost and civil or criminal charges weren't filed.
Face the Facts and Deal With It.
Yep, whatever, tom cruise.
mya, i agree with all you said in your comments today. unfortunately i don't think the shit will stop because hypocrisy and control freakery, and stupidity of some, will never allow peace to reign here.
shame.
What a load of bullshit. Both sides are flaming the fires.
interesting that nobody called bullshit on the repetitive comments against regulars here over the past year. hmmmm
Not true.
In what way 8.19?
Mya proves once again what a fucking idiot she really is. An annoying simpleton. If this blog only had a block button!
9:41 is an unoriginal ignoramus.
dull and boring.
Both sides are flaming the fires.
This.
what?
Both sides are flaming the fires
This
August 29, 2009 10:01 AM
Sad but true.
What?
People complain about old stuff being brought up, others bring it up, others defend it, others say it's stupid. It comes from all sides.
ergoproxy said...
just wanting to clarify for 10:07, previous blog...
there was only one butterfly, his name was Albert, he has no surname, and he was not named for any scientists or anyone else
^Albert the butterfly and Alfred the lizard. Cute.
as the old distorted stuff comes up almost every other day it is ignored for the most part but it does need to be challenged.
how can this behavior be stopped?
Obviously 'Al' is popular.
Yup. He always seems to find a way to tip his hat to the people he cares about.
He named a lizard too?
as the old distorted stuff comes up almost every other day it is ignored for the most part but it does need to be challenged
how can this behavior be stopped?
August 29, 2009 10:18 AM
Honestly? Put an end to anon commenting-that's where it mostly comes from now anyway. Though a lot of people wouldn't like that. Or just ignore all of those comments completely. Including talking about them now...
But we're not doing too good a job of that so far.
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