Something I said Nikolai that you had to "dash" off?Originally Posted by NikolaiI
I love Lote-Tree
I hate Lote-Tree
I love and hate Lote-Tree
Who is Lote-Tree?
What is a Lote-Tree?
Lote-Tree is just guy you know
Lote-Tree is harmless
Lote-Tree loves me
Lote-Tree is J K Rowling in disguise
Lote-Tree is reincarnation of Faulkner
Something I said Nikolai that you had to "dash" off?
I sent my Soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And by and by my Soul return'd to me,
And answer'd "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell :"
Blog: Rubaiyats of Lote-Tree and Poetry and Tales
Well, well, well...
I just had to see this for myself.
This is just classic.
I would consider myself most definitely your number one fan
"Then I feel, Harry, that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer's day"
Oscar Wilde [The Picture of Dorian Gray]
I didn't know this was real!! WOW...
love ya lote!
hey hey hey!! Easy does it! No need to inflate his head more....!
Decided to finally vote for the laugh. But Dori beat me to it!
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Bueno!Well, well, well...
I just had to see this for myself.
This is just classic.
I would consider myself most definitely your number one fan
Now no more whacking me with your heavy book please!
Yes, Craze it's real
There is still some room for expansion my Fairy Princesshey hey hey!! Easy does it! No need to inflate his head more....!
You can also use fairy dust to expand it even further
That was this was all about ;-)Decided to finally vote for the laugh.
Good one Dori!But Dori beat me to it!
I sent my Soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And by and by my Soul return'd to me,
And answer'd "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell :"
Blog: Rubaiyats of Lote-Tree and Poetry and Tales
I shall resist... unless I am provoked.Bueno!
Now no more whacking me with your heavy book please!
I absolutely adore this thread, your own little palace eh?
Take some paracetamol dear, that'll recover you and we can proceed with our ongoing war.
"Then I feel, Harry, that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer's day"
Oscar Wilde [The Picture of Dorian Gray]
Lote, I finally voted here.
Oh, I think I deserve something special because it is thanks to me that LadyW and crazefest found out this fan club!
Sweets America, do you think he's noticed our rather large conversation about himself last night?Lote, I finally voted here.
Oh, I think I deserve something special because it is thanks to me that LadyW and crazefest found out this fan club!
"Then I feel, Harry, that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer's day"
Oscar Wilde [The Picture of Dorian Gray]
Good morning LadyW.I shall resist... unless I am provoked.
I absolutely adore this thread, your own little palace eh?
Take some paracetamol dear, that'll recover you and we can proceed with our ongoing war.
I hope you slept well and dreamt of sweet dreams and of trannies and short arses and Mystical Trees that make your cheeks glow red with amusement; And of sinewey muscles on hairless chests and hands carresing golden locks
But I see you have your Battle-Axe sharpened and ready!
So eager to get Lanced?
Lets start with a poem:
Conqueress
With daggers drawn you come, ready,
Triumphant and victorious
Your smile of satisfaction
Seems to thunder
Like black clouds
On a stormy night.
From the open wound
I bleed in pain
Yet with your dagger you inflict another
Without mercy or compassion
You strike me down
Again and again.
Like a ‘conqueror’ from a distant lands
Yours is the glory and in glory
You bathe in that light of victory,
But I with my silent and secret pain
Carry with me the burden of my life,
Always hiding, always avoiding
From that which my hearts desire aspire to,
Never revealing nor finding the chance to speak
Of the things that torment me,
Never revealing and always shy of the truth.
But you and your “kingly” status,
Your limitless pride hangs around your neck
Like a shiny medallion.
I am blinded by its glare,
I am dazzled by its brightness.
That is why my head is always
Bowed at your feet.
But in the undying moments of despair
When life and death seems to ride hand in hand
I struggle to keep hold onto my rationality
Though logic denies the emotions
It is still boundless for you...
I sent my Soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And by and by my Soul return'd to me,
And answer'd "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell :"
Blog: Rubaiyats of Lote-Tree and Poetry and Tales
I am sure he will soon do so.Sweets America, do you think he's noticed our rather large conversation about himself last night?
Hahaha, he's left us in suspense for the moment...I am sure he will soon do so.
Soon he will log on in all his glory and be satisfied as his name has been mentioned more than a few times.
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"Then I feel, Harry, that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer's day"
Oscar Wilde [The Picture of Dorian Gray]
Morning Lote!Good morning LadyW.
I hope you slept well and dreamt of sweet dreams and of trannies and short arses and Mystical Trees that make your cheeks glow red with amusement; And of sinewey muscles on hairless chests and hands carresing golden locks
But I see you have your Battle-Axe sharpened and ready!
So eager to get Lanced?
Lets start with a poem:
Conqueress
With daggers drawn you come, ready,
Triumphant and victorious
Your smile of satisfaction
Seems to thunder
Like black clouds
On a stormy night.
From the open wound
I bleed in pain
Yet with your dagger you inflict another
Without mercy or compassion
You strike me down
Again and again.
Like a ‘conqueror’ from a distant lands
Yours is the glory and in glory
You bathe in that light of victory,
But I with my silent and secret pain
Carry with me the burden of my life,
Always hiding, always avoiding
From that which my hearts desire aspire to,
Never revealing nor finding the chance to speak
Of the things that torment me,
Never revealing and always shy of the truth.
But you and your “kingly” status,
Your limitless pride hangs around your neck
Like a shiny medallion.
I am blinded by its glare,
I am dazzled by its brightness.
That is why my head is always
Bowed at your feet.
But in the undying moments of despair
When life and death seems to ride hand in hand
I struggle to keep hold onto my rationality
Though logic denies the emotions
It is still boundless for you...
I had a lovely sleep thankyou after watching Kill Bill - which I must say, has inspired me greatly
Battle-axe? No, I'm deffinitely a swordswoman and..carrier of the almighty book?
Haha, come at me with that lance and you won't know whats hit you my friend.
Very impressive use of the poem there... now what does it remind me of? Hmmm..
"Then I feel, Harry, that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer's day"
Oscar Wilde [The Picture of Dorian Gray]
You going to be an assasin?Morning Lote!
I had a lovely sleep thankyou after watching Kill Bill - which I must say, has inspired me greatly
Almighty book? - are you Prophetess or something? ;-)...carrier of the almighty book?
I hope it's Jessica AlbaHaha, come at me with that lance and you won't know whats hit you my friend.
I try my best ;-)Very impressive use of the poem there...
I sent my Soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And by and by my Soul return'd to me,
And answer'd "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell :"
Blog: Rubaiyats of Lote-Tree and Poetry and Tales
Haha imagine...You going to be an assasin?the things I could do
Haha no its the legendary book I keep on refering to, the one I shall hit you with in the very near future.Almighty book? - are you Prophetess or something? ;-)
I'm sure you do... Her weight will be increased a fair deal in the late stages of her pregnancy so it should be some good and proper crushing.I hope it's Jessica Alba
Im curious, the little cartoon on your signature, is that made to resemble yourself?
"Then I feel, Harry, that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer's day"
Oscar Wilde [The Picture of Dorian Gray]
Yeah you could assinate all your teachers who give you poor grade ;-)Haha imagine...
The Whacking Book! Ah I see. But I have a thick skull. You should seek a better weapon. A smile will do. It will destroy me utterlyHaha no its the legendary book I keep on refering to, the one I shall hit you with in the very near future.
It was created by one of the forum members called Niamh - it's her imaginitve rendering of meIm curious, the little cartoon on your signature, is that made to resemble yourself?
I sent my Soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And by and by my Soul return'd to me,
And answer'd "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell :"
Blog: Rubaiyats of Lote-Tree and Poetry and Tales
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