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 Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 2:55 pm
Aesi It seemed rude to accost him in PM and poke the answers out of him, that's all. Got it. Pish. I think he is used to it. Either way- I do not know for a fact such is his intention. I just have a feeling.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:59 am
He was born in the summer of his fifteenth year.
He had returned home to a place he’d never been before.
The holy drone of the valley had welcomed him back- but the mountains had changed- they had moved around over night.
He struck out to the South.
There he saw the mountain recoil and cant it’s head.
“What brings you from the Valley Boy?”
“I came to see why you had moved.”
“I moved because it pleased me.”
“That’s it?”
“That is it.”
“Why did it please you?”
“Because stagnation troubles me. Because I miss the thrill of battle- I miss what is Right.”
The boy turned and moved East.
“What brings you from the Valley Boy?”
“I came to see why you had moved.”
“I moved because it pleased me.”
“That’s it?”
“That is it.”
“Why did it please you?”
“Because innovation on the wind beckoned me in a different direction- I would have left completely were it not for the longing of the valley, and the knowledge that there are still stones unturned there.”
The boy turned set out across the valley to the West.
“What brings you from the Valley Boy?”
“I came to see why you had moved.”
“I moved because it pleased me.”
“That’s it?”
“That is it.”
“Why did it please you?”
“Were I idle and passionless, need I any other reason? Were it for some sense of worth- for without me, it is not a Valley. Were it for great gestures of devotion and love.”
The boy turned for the North.
“What brings you from the Valley Boy?”
“I came to see why you had moved.”
“I moved because it pleased me.”
“That’s it?”
“That is it.”
“Why did it please you?”
“Because it humored you in kind.”
The boy frowned and returned to the valley and thought.
For love, for battle, for thought, for family.
The shift was unnerving. But not harmful. No reason mountains should be forced to remain stagnant when nothing else is.
But the unsettling feeling caused the boy to wonder- would the valley be better off with or without the mountains. To uproot stone by faith and faith alone- it would no longer be a valley, it would no longer be protected from the harsh rains.
It would also be on the terms of the Valley, were the valley to have faith to move the stone. While mountains could take leave at will, cutting deep scars into the landscape.
The boy thought some more. The valley is apathetic. It accepts what will be will be. I am not my valley’s keeper.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 3:52 pm
"Anyway," he said, as if this was a normal thing for an older brother to ******** me, of course, but you know that I am far too holy a natural. "A god of course, but you I mean, you'll want to ******** me, of harmonica." He grinned back, weakly. "My harmonica is second nature for me. I'm a man to show that I am far too holy a normal thing for an older brother to ******** me, of harmonica." He grinned back, weakly. "My harmonica," he grinned back, weakly. "My harmonica wants to ******** me. Truly," he continued, "playing harmonica wants to have such relations with his younger sister. Well, not you." [Er, yeah. Try this: Bonsai thingy. Just enter in a bit of a story or something, and watch what comes out. Crazy stuff.]
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 8:12 am
The culmination of years unopened
Flooding back at his touch
I'll cry at the good and laugh at the bad
My burden lifted
I don't have to hate you anymore.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 5:04 pm
Is é mar bhí mé i do chara a bhí mé ag imni faoi do saoil priobhaideach.
Ní raibh aon cheart no cead agat é a rá dom i priobhaid, ná bac le an slí a rinne tú é.
Ceart go leor, is do rogha é, nílimid inár chairdí.
Tá súil agam go mbeidh tú agus do fíor chairde, an cheann ina bfhuil a héigneoir, go hana sasta libhse.
Na habair liom arís.
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 8:17 pm
TeaDidikai Fiddlers Green TeaDidikai It dawn on anyone that Tsuzuki is using this as a means to jump the MP- with our heads as springboards? The MP? Middle Pillar The Middle Pillar is old hat. I'm after the chocolate pillar now.
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 8:25 pm
TeaDidikai Aesi Oh, Tsuzuki... scream Dunno if you are or aren't, but if you did, how would it work? Nothing personal- but I wouldn't post it here. Paradigm Pirates should be fed- but not information, but to Sharks. pirate *steals the shark's paradigm and becomes a shark for a while* Aesi: Dynamically balance insanities within a point in your mind, and use that point to pierce the veil. Listen to hardcore techno and read the Book of Five Rings.
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 8:38 pm
When I go to sleep I lay my head on the Middle Pillow. On my right is the Pillow of Mercy, and on my left is the Pillow of Severity.
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 10:10 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 10:35 pm
Three words break me. So easy to pretend to say. So easy to say as comfort. So easy to share with blood.
So hard to say to the one I need to say them to.
But I do love you. You know it.The following sentence is false. The preceding sentence is cheese.
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 11:37 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 6:42 pm
Before the summer did you right now?
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 1:59 pm
My basis for believing that my parents are extraordinary people. Call the Carlin Hotline now! You, too, can strive to be mediocre!
Think of how stupid the average person is, and realize half of them are stupider than that. ~ George Carlin
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 3:57 pm
Cé gor cheap mé go raibh me as faitheanna chun fuaith leis an Róimh, tuar Siad faith eile dom.
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 4:44 pm
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