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 Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 8:04 pm
Hi! My name is Kirby and I like books, lemonade, summer, and video games. I'm fourteen years old and am...er...struggling through freshman year in high school.
I'm just like you, (only fluffy and pink), and we have a lot in common!
I breathe, I walk, I can spell 'ambidexterous', (I think), I'm smarter than my parents but not smarter than a few of my friends, and I'm alive. There aren't many who can argue with that.
My family came from Europe, ages and ages ago, just like yours. My family's small and dysfunctional, just like yours. Mi familia no hable espanol muy bueno, pues...no otra lingueses. Yo hablo. Y tu?
...maybe not.
I'm a writer, and I thought that made me weird...everyone seemed to think it did. But then I went online.
DEAD WRONG.
EVERYONE is a writer, though the profession is as frowned upon as a pediatrician is aspired to. I find it a very interesting thing to do, especially since teenagers can do it.
Oh wait...no they can't. Grown-ups are firmly determined that teenagers cannot write.
Oh well.
I like reading. I thought that made me special, too.
It doesn't.
I just dwell in Stupidville.
I like video games and skateboarding and guitar and piano and music in general. I really did think that made me different.
WRONG.
I have great friends who are always there to talk to. I love them, and they love me.
...and now I'm lying.
At leats they remember my name. That's really the best I can do.
I don't understand. Everyone seems to be like me, and yet I have no one to talk to anymore. Everyone is a hyperactive cute little fourteen year old writer who likes video games, skatebparding, music, and books. But there's no one to talk to about it.
I know the problem.
The problem is that there are too many PEOPLE in the world! We see people everywhere, hundreds of them, and everyone knows that there are 8 billion of us now! There are more people alive now than there ever were dead! It's ridiculous.
Oh, how the human race has fallen.
I want people to talk to. So do people. But something just isn't clicking. You know what I think it is?
No one can trust anyone anymore. When the world was only populated by a hundred caveman, everyone trusted everyone. No one was down on anyone else, no one was murdered, raped, betrayed, cheated on, abandoned. No one committed suicide or O.D.'d on drugs. It may not have been love, but it was definitely something.
We've gone from 100 to 8000000000. Not bad, huh? Most say it's a big improvement.
I disagree.
People have dark minds. We want to kill things, we want to dominate...that's why we bully and we hit things and we kill anything smaller than us that we won't get arrested for. We live in fear that every fault will be amplyfied, that everything we know is wrong with us will be exposed and we will be shunned. And to fight this, we pretend. We pretend nothing is wrong with anyone, we pretend we have everything under control, we pretend that killing a person or two people or twelve people is a huge deal when we all know it really ISN'T. It's a small scratch on the surface of...
8000000000
But what if we knew those people? What if they were our parents or children?
They were SOMEONE's children.
Compassion is lost under a sea of lies. We only remember the word, not the thing. I can't think of a single person who is actually really and truly compassionate in this world. Not even me.
Now I know what makes me different.
Writers have their own worlds, ones they created. They enjoy being GOD of their own little world. I believe it makes us lonlier and emptier...we put so much time into it, and we can never see it or touch it or do more than imagine. I am no different. My world is fuil half-perfection, half-emulation. And I do not want to be here.
But what makes me different...is I am detached. I see, just like you. But I see differently. I step back and I see the world, as is...a world of obsession and passion and fire and war and death and disagreement and lies. Truly, the human race has fallen. And if no one has realized it yet, I will be the first.
I am different.
Not in body or mind...but my eyes are different.
And that's why I don't WANT to scrub my face for twenty minutes every day, living in fear of a single blemish. I don't WANT to wear makeup, living in fear of rejection and scorn. I don't WANT to wear the newest clothes, living in fear of ridicule. I don't WANT to run to my car, living in fear of someone in the shadows. I don't WANT to lie and say I like someone when I don't, I don't WANT to fake a smile, I don't WANT to wear uncomfortable clothing or be submissive or respectful or anything that I'm just NOT.
I WANT TO...
Go outside.
And breathe.
People have forgotten how to breathe. And stop. And see.
But I haven't, not yet.
Will you step outside with me?
I want to ask you something.
...
Are you afraid?
'Cause I'm not.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 8:12 pm
My sentiments exactly, though for the record, I'm not a fourteen year old girl. Everyone feels alone in an ocean of people.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 8:17 pm
Agreed.
About both parts.
:/
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 8:30 pm
Studies, and by studies I'm sure I mean running up to people on the street and asking them, have shown that the second most recent generation (meaning the one before the newborn babies of right now) which would be the generation that most of the people on this guild are probably a part of, is the most "world conscious" in history. They attribute the high rates of depression to our awareness about what's wrong with the world, at least that's what I read. I'm just waiting for someone with enough social prowess to lose it, use said social prowess to organize an army of pissed off teenagers, and lead an ill fated rebellion. I imagine guerrilla warfare would be heavily implemented.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 8:53 pm
Butbutbut, I got beat up by a big brown guy today!
))))))))))):
is there no hope for the world?
*sobation*
an army of pissed teens...I like that idea. ^^ But now all warfare is is people with guns that stand around and look pretty. I say if we want a goddamned war, we go in and start shooting people!
Hypocritical assholes. *mutters*
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 9:09 pm
Why did the big brown guy beat you up? As far as hope for the world goes, human beings will probably wipe themselves out and the Earth will either end up like Mars, or it will continue on just fine without us.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 3:08 pm
- holds breath for the moment that she tells us how she's gonna stop all of it-
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 10:27 pm
*watches Nova turn colors*
Hee hee hee... 4laugh
The big brown guy killed my pet bug, so I kicked him and he pushed me into the dirt ):
Mean.
I bet he doesn't know who I am *sniff*
I'll fit in fine in MArs. But Sam is a Plutonian and she says that they've all fallen to a totalitarian government and it sucks there now.
sad
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 3:37 pm
KirbyVictorious *watches Nova turn colors* Hee hee hee... 4laugh The big brown guy killed my pet bug, so I kicked him and he pushed me into the dirt ): Mean. I bet he doesn't know who I am *sniff* I'll fit in fine in MArs. But Sam is a Plutonian and she says that they've all fallen to a totalitarian government and it sucks there now. sad -Gasps for air- So then your just the same as everyone else, no different then those who choose to acknowledge the sufferings of the many and no differnt than those who chose not to. My plan is science, and whatever else i can pick up along the way to help. I do this because this place makes me smile, and i fear i might have only one life time to make my effort count.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 4:42 pm
The only way to save the human race from sinking any lower, would be the consent to killing off thee entire population. You, Me.. Everyone. We have to save the world from diaster, stop it from spinning faster. We are destroying our planet, Earth, and ourselves. Our eyes can no longer vouge for our differences that grow so slim. We are all the same on the inside. No matter if we understand what needs to be done, and see things so differently. Because as writers we understand the way to save lives, and worlds. And that always comes with sacrifice... wars and cassualties. But in the end.. We will just kill ourselves.. First in Mind.. by giving up our free will -which is happening all around us.. with stereotypes, cliques, posees whatever you wish to call them with people just trying to fit in- Then in Body when our own physical strangth can no longer support us in a dying land.. and of Course Spirit.. Our Will to live.. The thing that defines the human race. Our own desire to survive will fail and everything will finally be destroyed. And whether or not we will be given a second chance, no one can say. But as of now... We blew it.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 8:04 pm
Ouch.
Little freedom fighter (who is probably bigger than me) your words carry power.
*peace signs*
I agree.
But I think as a writer I've already sacrificed my mind O.o
Do normal people write books? Because, books write me. If that makes sense.
:/
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 12:50 pm
My words hold no power.. Just strength in the Truth.And If the truth was powerful, just by saying that outloud people would change. But it wont happen. Never will.
And define Normal.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 8:19 am
Can't define normal. You'd have to know what it is first xd
The truth...that's pretty, Tak.
I think Ametris really happened.
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Does that make me...
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odd?
I believe it does.
Because I can tell if i get stuff wrong...
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 8:36 am
It DID happen!
....Wait.
Your time is different from our time.
So either it hasn't happened yet, or it's happening now, or it will happen.
Don't you humans have a word for that?
????
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 8:45 am
Elves do too.
Paradox.
And technically, to them it's all of those. They can access any point in time in Ametris/Sirtema at any given moment. It all depends on what they're focusing on.
At least, Kirby can.
The others can't reach us.
...
Oh well.
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