Neither...Originally Posted by Scheherazade
A new way of thinking.
Neither...
A new way of thinking.
That would be like the three musketeers of Paranoia, one for all and all for one
Ah, that's like a new beginning... even a second chance maybe
All AGAINST one...and well...there ALL AGAINST ME!That would be like the three musketeers of Paranoia, one for all and all for one
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.
Sounds like someone needs a legionAll AGAINST one...and well...there ALL AGAINST ME!
YOU just made me chicken out. Not that I'd have sincerely bothered.
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
Am I or aint I one of those?That would be like the three musketeers of Paranoia, one for all and all for one
People laugh at me 'coz they think I'm a fool...I smile because I made someone laugh
Nikhar Agrawal
YOU are so highly insensitive, no not YOU, YOU. YOUR worldview is just as close-minded and self-righteous as the others. What's worse is that you seep it into every little thread and turn it into a ridiculous debate that has been reiterated over and over.
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
you're a mean pretentious snot
"...if you weren't smart enough to get a pedophile in a dress to put a small amount of water on the child’s forehead, then what the eff did you think was going to happen?
THOU art extremely lucky.
THOU art awesome.
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
Hey YOU! No one else likes you very much, but I do. Stick around.
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
Hey YOU!
I am still here where you left me like an unwanted toy in the box downunder your bed. This is where I shall wait, with the spirits of those who came before me, until one day you lift the lid and choose me again. Please shine light back into this toys dark inanimate world.
Oh how I long to be the toy you choose, to go with you on adventures in the wide world and stay safe in the pocket close to your heart.
One day maybe.
If you use a bit of imagination, we can pretend like I am real.
I wont prick you, or hurt you like the other toys though. I am soft and squishy and great for cuddles. Im full of surprises, but just to keep you entertained, not to frighten you away like a jack-in-the-box.
If you take good care of me I can be your toy for a long time. Just dont put me back in that dreadful place under your bed.
One way or the other, I am still just a toy. But better to be a toy with purpose, a toy that brings joy and excitement and laughter then a toy that sits in the darkness abandoned. A relic of times long past, ideas and games long forgotten in an adulthood void of fairy tales and magic.
Dont pass me on, or give me away.
No one can play with me the way you do. With anyone else the games have no point, non-sensical or too rough. They just cant understand how to play with a toy like me. Wrap your hands around me and play the games that make u smile.
YOU make me giggle.
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 were leaving without dropping at least a mild goodbye. You would have done it some time ago.
After reading some of YOUR posts... i can safely say that YOU are the definition of weirdo.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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YOU are a new objective.
YOU have not been forgotten.
YOU are cheery.
YOU should be.
YOU are a also new objective.
I'm becoming very busy.
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
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