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Desirable Conversationalist
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 Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 3:38 pm
What defines a friend? What's the difference between a friend and an acquaintance? What makes someone your 'best friend'?Is is possible for a family member (mother, father, aunt, uncle, etc...) to be your best friend? Would you guys share your views?
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~Maiden~
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 5:21 pm
A very wise and dark-skinned idol of mine once pondered the same thing when his friend Wulfgar left him and his friends in search of himself.
Many times in those long and arduous days, each of us in our own little space came to wonder about that word "friend" and the responsibilities such a label might carry. We had left Wulfgar behind in the wilds of the Spine of the World no less and had no idea if he was well, if he was even still alive. Could a true friend so desert another? Would a true friend allow a man to walk alone along troubled and dangeorous paths?
Often I ponder the meaning of that word. Friend. It seems such an obvious thing, friendship, and yet often it becomes so very complicated. Should I have stopped Wulfgar, even knowing and admitting that he had his own road to walk? Or should I have gone with him? Or should we all for have shadowed him, watching over him?
I think not, though I admit that I know not for certain. There is a fine line between friendship and parenting, and when that line is crossed the result is often disastrous. A parent who strives to make a true friend of his or her child may well sacrifice authority, and though that parent may be comfortable with surrendering the dominant position, the unintentional result will be to steal from that child the necessary guidance and, more importantly, the sense of security the parent is supposed to impart. On the opposite side, a friend who takes a role as parent forgets the most inportant ingredient of friendship: respect.
For respect is the guiding principal of friendship, the lighouse beacon that directs the course of any true friendship. And respect demands trust.
Thus, the four of us pray for Wulfgar and intent that our paths will indeed cross again. Though we'll often look back over our shoulders and wonder, we hold fast onto our understanding of friendship, of trust, and of respect. We accept, grudgingly but resolutely, our divergent paths.
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2009 6:38 pm
The best friends that anyone could have would be thier family because a family will do whatever they can for each other.
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2009 6:52 pm
A true friend sees the first tear you cry, catches the second, and hits the person that causes the third.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 1:45 am
Ringpullguy1000 A very wise and dark-skinned idol of mine once pondered the same thing when his friend Wulfgar left him and his friends in search of himself. Many times in those long and arduous days, each of us in our own little space came to wonder about that word "friend" and the responsibilities such a label might carry. We had left Wulfgar behind in the wilds of the Spine of the World no less and had no idea if he was well, if he was even still alive. Could a true friend so desert another? Would a true friend allow a man to walk alone along troubled and dangeorous paths?
Often I ponder the meaning of that word. Friend. It seems such an obvious thing, friendship, and yet often it becomes so very complicated. Should I have stopped Wulfgar, even knowing and admitting that he had his own road to walk? Or should I have gone with him? Or should we all for have shadowed him, watching over him?
I think not, though I admit that I know not for certain. There is a fine line between friendship and parenting, and when that line is crossed the result is often disastrous. A parent who strives to make a true friend of his or her child may well sacrifice authority, and though that parent may be comfortable with surrendering the dominant position, the unintentional result will be to steal from that child the necessary guidance and, more importantly, the sense of security the parent is supposed to impart. On the opposite side, a friend who takes a role as parent forgets the most inportant ingredient of friendship: respect.
For respect is the guiding principal of friendship, the lighouse beacon that directs the course of any true friendship. And respect demands trust.
Thus, the four of us pray for Wulfgar and intent that our paths will indeed cross again. Though we'll often look back over our shoulders and wonder, we hold fast onto our understanding of friendship, of trust, and of respect. We accept, grudgingly but resolutely, our divergent paths. Drizzt
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 1:57 pm
a friend is always there for you. they wont leave you in times of pain or sorrow. they should always help you if you need help. i also think friends should be close but not always to were they get anoyying. a friend should never ditch you and play nasty jokes on you. a friend should never put a boy first.
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2009 7:34 pm
Denavai Ringpullguy1000 A very wise and dark-skinned idol of mine once pondered the same thing when his friend Wulfgar left him and his friends in search of himself. Many times in those long and arduous days, each of us in our own little space came to wonder about that word "friend" and the responsibilities such a label might carry. We had left Wulfgar behind in the wilds of the Spine of the World no less and had no idea if he was well, if he was even still alive. Could a true friend so desert another? Would a true friend allow a man to walk alone along troubled and dangeorous paths?
Often I ponder the meaning of that word. Friend. It seems such an obvious thing, friendship, and yet often it becomes so very complicated. Should I have stopped Wulfgar, even knowing and admitting that he had his own road to walk? Or should I have gone with him? Or should we all for have shadowed him, watching over him?
I think not, though I admit that I know not for certain. There is a fine line between friendship and parenting, and when that line is crossed the result is often disastrous. A parent who strives to make a true friend of his or her child may well sacrifice authority, and though that parent may be comfortable with surrendering the dominant position, the unintentional result will be to steal from that child the necessary guidance and, more importantly, the sense of security the parent is supposed to impart. On the opposite side, a friend who takes a role as parent forgets the most inportant ingredient of friendship: respect.
For respect is the guiding principal of friendship, the lighouse beacon that directs the course of any true friendship. And respect demands trust.
Thus, the four of us pray for Wulfgar and intent that our paths will indeed cross again. Though we'll often look back over our shoulders and wonder, we hold fast onto our understanding of friendship, of trust, and of respect. We accept, grudgingly but resolutely, our divergent paths. Drizzt Yes!!! 4laugh
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