Peredhil

That is profoundly deep, with sweeping implications. In fact, there are all sorts of really good thinking, communicated well, on this thread. At times like these, I'm proud to be in this community. Smirks at Valdar but knows the better part of appearing wise is to keep his mouth shut and his ears quiet.

Hugs the other critical people and assures them they're just fine, then turns to Merelas Let me try this third time to give a response, and I'll keep it short for a change. Looks warily at his computer, which stares blandly back. Did well. Post more. Push your comfort zone and try new skills.

Reaching into a bag, he pulls out a Meow for Damon. Lady Celes gets a "Remember TFM?" button, and Starlight gets a very shiny button reading, "Remember TMoT? I can't even *spell* TMoT!" Then he heads off to play Zombies, singing Happy Birthday to y'all, Happy Birthday to y'all, Happy Birthday DamonInferelLadyCelesCrusaderStarlightPeredhil slips in and starts edging the extra "en" he'd slipped onto the end of Starlight's name to the side of the thread, hoping no one notices his mistake before the offending syllable drops off completely, Happy Birthday to Y'ALL!

Now THAT was funny! And well Role-Played too! Peredhil stands and cheers, stomping his feet and applauding.

Hmmm. Safe. My first thought was a lockable box in which people keep money, but Zoolio (and The Rubber Chicken (remember when Zool and tRC were so common in posts that tRC was understood to mean the Rubber Chicken even when Zool wasn't mentioned? (Oh! And when tRC played the dragon in Gyrfalcon: The Movie (which has been archived in our Library here,))) already covered that. Safe... safe... for me, it is the absolute knowledge of where I'm going live or die, my hope, that gives me the feeling of safety to endure the pains, misunderstandings, and abuses of life. So I guess safe is a mindset which offsets fear, allowing action and thought free from fear, for me.

Grunts and scratches his bulging stomach (he knows he has a six-pack still hidden in there - lookin' good for an old man. This makes no sense at all. Wonder why all the Ladies are praising it. Belches and, since it's Half Time, heads off for the creek to find the little nippers he's babysitting. (That is cleverly written)

Wow... Very good read! The formatting does lend impact.

Heh, I suppose you'd better get used to hugs... they're catching. That said, hugs. For the nuts-and-bolts part, I think Ayshela summed up the few things I noticed. I'll add this - don't ever hesitate to write the feeling or idea down. The spelling, grammar and punctuation can be adjusted, tweaked or fixed in many ways - but recapturing a thought or a feeling is sometimes impossible until you get it outside your head where you can listen to it. As to the content - welcome. So many of our members have been there, unfortunately. I think it has something to do with being a creative, sensitive, intelligent person in a world of people who mostly aren't - they just don't understand because they can't (like being color-sighted in a land of color-blind), and they tend to attack or ignore what they don't understand. So if you're like most of the creative, sensitive, intelligent people - you've been told you aren't so often you believe it. Welcome to the Pen; welcome home. You'll find a lot of understanding here, even if you don't find agreement. And it's okay to disagree with each other - as long as we all remember to be polite to the person behind and underneath the ideas. Hugs again If you have a question, concern, or fear, you can Private Message just about anyone here, and expect either an answer or to be directed to someone who can answer. -Peredhil

Did anything ever come of this one?

Did anything ever come of this?

Question: Is my post still accurate? Would a sticky or help file benefit from a break-down like this? Or perhaps have Wyvern email something like this to new people? A question for Orlan, Yui, or Rune, or one of you smart people - When someone makes an account, could we automatically send them something like this?

The kitty of kitties Is really quite pretty With sharp mind and claws To give us all pause Happy birthday.

--Director QUENTIN TARANTINO

You should write. Spelling, grammar, things like that can be taught or done by a computer. You have an inner vision, a way of looking at life with your heart and soul, and then expressing what you See that will never be duplicated by anyone or anything. Find your voice, and worry about spelling later - Alaeha was just offering a "nuts-n-bolts" spelling tip as an attempt to help. Oh - and I've felt like your poem, although I didn't say it so well.

Peredhil meeps and starts trying to bury the thread into the murky depths of the Cabaret Room again.

What if we chose to give control over to someone, Someone, or something else?

Thank you all. For three years, this has been a day to be endured. You've added a memory of joy back to it. Thank you.

Cheers! That's great.

Pretty clever, Wyvern. Enjoyable (but silly) reading. Your teachers must live in fear of you...

The intensity and foreshadowing are truly gripping. Don't forget to breathe!

Marvelously done.

I like well-written poems that tell a story or scenario. This was interesting reading.

I'm with ya Hon'. I'm doing 50+ hour days lately, with 4-6 hours of sleep between. I used to shrug these off when I was younger, but I feel age making a difference. A time-lag in thinking and movements. Heh, Let's let go of the world and get some sleep. Folds her in his arms to protect her from the world, like cupping hands around a candle to protect it's bright light from the night breezes.

Fear is the prison we use to hold ourselves in. Break free and dare the unknown. On the first poem - that wonderful feeling is lust, a chemical thing. Enjoy the feeling to the depths of it, but realize it *is* chemical - it doesn't have morality, and can't make decisions. *hugs*

Ouch. It's a level of discernment I think. When you are starving, anything bitter seems edible, and something sweet can be too much. What I mean by that is, when you are so loving, as you are, and need to be loved, as you do, you'll more likely believe the lies that you want to hear. Real Friends don't backstab. I've had Friends, and I have Friends, and I can tell you, that they can be a haven of love and understanding even when you yourself are screwed up. They tell you the truth -no matter how much it hurts. The thing is, not to get mad at those who give you the harsh truth, but to enlarge yourself enough to accept it. Love you Daughter mine, online. -P