Extra! Extra! Read all about it! Famous artist not only wins the Nobel Prize for Peace in her work in rescuing millions in the most recent typhoon, and first-time Fillipino women in space, now discovers a means of time-travel! She sets the clock to 1969 and hasn't come back yet. Extra! Extra!
The Moments of Dominion
That happen on the Soul
And leave it with a Discontent
Too exquisite — to tell —
-Emily Dickinson
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVW8GCnr9-I
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckGIvr6WVw4
Daniel suffered from information overload that resulted his untimely death after finishing the Communist Manifesto in a couple of hours at a bookstore.
My dear friend, may you Rest in Pieces, I meant Peace.
Toni once spent a half-a-century reading The DaVinci Code, upon finishing it she discovered that her first edition copy could be sold for a million dollars. That kind of made up for all of the wasted decades
The Moments of Dominion
That happen on the Soul
And leave it with a Discontent
Too exquisite — to tell —
-Emily Dickinson
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVW8GCnr9-I
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckGIvr6WVw4
***Please Read***
*Important*
Has anyone heard from Daniel since yesterday?
Rumour is that he woke up from his sleep on Sunday morning to find two strange men waiting in his room to arrest him (we are not sure why). Then, they took Daniel to an undisclosed location to be tried and no one has heard from him since then.
If you hear from Daniel or see him anywhere, please let us know and we will contact his family asap.
Thank you.
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
~
Scheherazade moved into a room above a library.
She found a book.
She read and read and read.
Suddenly she realised, she was over-educated.
Then the book laughed at her and swallowed her whole.
The book was a Joke Book.
It thought it was hilarious.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
You could say the joke was on me.Originally Posted by Heathcliff
Heathcliff yawned and went to sleep. Even the kisses of her much-yearned-after Prince Charming could not wake her up.
Sweet dreams, Heathcliff.
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
~
I'm still that superhero.
Scheherazade typed and typed and typed.
She typed with her fingers and typed with her toes.
She typed and typed and typed,
Even with her nose.
Then,
When she could type no more,
She yelled the words at the screen.
The computer was confuzzled,
Bamboozled and distraught.
It began to regret the day,
When it had been bought.
Then to cut it all short,
I know I ought,
The screen said 'self destruct'.
There was a loud boom,
Then all over the room,
Bits of Scher and keyboard all over.
Though one hand was still whole,
Some keyboard intact.
And Scheherazade could still...
TYPE TYPE TYPE!
I might make this a blog entry...
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
It is my saddest duty to inform the members of Literature Network that Heathcliff, one of our youngest members, has burst as a result of being pinched on the cheek one too many times .
The incident took place on Saturday when she went to the beach for a family outing. Unaware of the puncture that developed on her cheek, Heathcliff went into the water for a swim only to deflate rapidly and sink before her mother, Maryd, could get to her for help. Heartbroken and devastated, Maryd admitted that if she knew how to swim, she could have been got poor Heathcliff's help quicker and even fix the puncture with a bandaid.
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
~
***Please Read***
*Important*
There has been a most unfortunate event. Upon reviewing the threads here at LitNet Scheherazade attempted to moderate a series of posts that did not quite belong. However unfortunate though when a slip of her mouse, she accidentally moderated herself. We currently do not think that she was deleted, but only moved to a hidden folder somewhere in the LitNet server. As soon as we are able to locate her in the midst of the moderated files, we will have her restored to her normal condition.
Thank you.
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
Bien met Jethro.
Jethro learnt of the misuse of his name and opposed, 'this man cannot kidnap my identity!'
So he got a giant katana (not that there is of any relation) and scared him off a bridge.
Then Jethro jumped back into his book and Bien, well, he wouldn't leave us.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Heathcliff was sitting at her computer typing just the other day, when her brother's giant spider had ingested some growth elixir. Already of giant size he grew to the size of a table. When Heathcliff peered over her shoulder at the new companion, she screamed running out of the house until the spider was exposed of.
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
Bien's is easy... He just ate too much icecream.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
You can never eat too much ice cream...
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
Only at one am. I don't eat icecream late otherwide I can't sleep. You should do so as well, you're always up late.
Bien ate too much un-iced cream and popped.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Heathcliff's many crushes found out...now they are chasing her all over town.
she'll be back eventually...
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
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