Thinking and thinking and thinking, again and again, I found that my thoughts are going around in a circle starting from along ago and still looking for an end. The end which is the beggining -- nothingness.
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Thinking and thinking and thinking, again and again, I found that my thoughts are going around in a circle starting from along ago and still looking for an end. The end which is the beggining -- nothingness.
Think a new thought out of context dear Adil. Or think about how baby Hasia and Ilove you. Since the fulness of that has not been explored it will be aline and not circular.
I am thinking that I am feeling a little panicked about all the writing and indexing and eliminating of the superflous I must tackle this week. ........help
Wow i just found out that naf doesn't actually mean tacky as is commonly thought but 'not available for *cough cough*'. How bizzare, or am i just really slow and everyone knows that?
:eek2:
Scratch word from personal vocab abd that of little sisters :eek:
I wonder if your head can really fill with snot?
Beauty is the aim of creation for an artist. But what makes his/her creation a beauty?
This is my 47th post. 47 Is the quinessential random number...the most common random number. It is also my favorite number. there is a band "Black 47", a college dedicated to it in California and a website for fans of the number, 47.net.
Also, it is everywhere
The sky is blue.
I hope you aren't too.
why can both the sunshine and the rain make you feel happy and exilerated or desperate, tired and depressed?
Dr. Suess is one of the coolest people in the world.
Yay Bongity Is Back Yay Yay.
Let's have an almost-finished-with-manual celebration
:banana: :banana: :banana:
;)
pretty stressed having people come over for my birthday; i should be decorating and preparing but meh :D
life is a condrum
:D
I wonder what Taliesen is doing this very minute.
i should probably get some sleep but i want to occupy my mind
I should have some rest but I could not without having a glance at the forum.
Don't you just love it how a helicopter crashes into a cliff, falls down, explodes and then the bad guys come out, their hands up? Or how they never mangae to wound anyone with their automatic guns, but the baddies still give up?Quote:
Ten years ago, a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. These men promptly escaped from a maximum security stockade to the Los Angeles underground. Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can hire... The A-Team.
Daa-dum-daa. dum-dum-daa-daam-da-da-daa. Daa-dum-da-da-daa....
well actually there is a reason for this.
you see their moms told them no matter what their day holds they are to be back home for dinner at seven ........or else.
And if you ever met their moms and you were a helicopter or a machine gun you would go out of your way not to harm them or anyone else so that they would be arrested and er um...be late for dinnner.
So is this the reason too why they are always locked in a place where there is enough material to make some sort of handmade tank?
Never got that meself...I mean, the bad guys are "oh, I know...lets lock in a jail cell" and the leader of the badguys is "no you fools, we must lock them in our secret warehouse that has more munitions, tools, and vehicles than WWII, and WWI combined!!! that way one of them might accidently hurt themselves HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!"...hench men "well now that you put it that way..."
lol That was such an awesome show.
Garrm I be back btw, and now fer once to reclaim me ship!
MY smilies are over the ocean
my laughter is over the sea
Oh bring back my smiles to me.
here ye go, ye can have one o mine: :D
lala la lalalala la lala lalalalaaa
Are you sure? Thanks :D:D::D::D:DQuote:
Originally Posted by Stanislaw
*whines* I miss Koa-a-a-a-a...
Blarg.
Oh, there she is. Yay!
Why when I'm tired I see things going by
Never occured to my mind that life is still going on?
Why when I'm happy I'm so joyfull that I forget
Life is short and death is knocking on the door?
How things seem difficult without you here
How things seem easy with you roaming near
Stay with me and never leave me alone
Coz I'm afraid of discovering the reality behind
What we are and that is the secret of life
So misterious that makes us in an undless chain
To give meaning to our existance by being what we aren't
Makes the illusion we are living so dear and can't say goodby
For death is knocking on the door
Bringing me the answer that human've sought of yore
oh Adil,
you make my heart weep. how beautiful and deep, like you.
I am thrilled miss Emily who is beautiful and sweet is back with us.
ah, I am glads to see that this first offspring o mark is fianlly bein accepted again!
If life was without fear, how would it look like?
My first step into uncharted literary space...to all, please accept my best greetings.
:brickwall :brickwall
Life without fear?....
Fearless? ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by adilyoussef
Scher is in a jovial mood this evening.
Random thought:Ice is cold.
Watch out! It could be a trick!Quote:
Originally Posted by Virgil
Blue is a beautiful color.. .. .
Water is like rebearth. It cleanse the body and refurbish the soul.
Fire can burn you.
so can ice! go figure? :DQuote:
Originally Posted by Ryduce