Appy

I wouldn't dream of rewriting, it's all yours now I'll be thinking about toothpicks now lol.... A little haiku for you Mynx You can't slow this down because the brakes aren't well- adjusted to us

Oooh I really like that one.... Never would've occured to me to continue with numbers, that works really well! Thanks

~ I'll shoot, got one here. It's the first time a poem actually got written for a long time, so thanks Katz Thanks Crypto and Mynx aswell for starting this, grand idea! This is mere sillyness tho... hope you'll enjoy anyways ~ From eternity to here the light blinds the darkness night preys on day and the moon ate the sun From eternity to here logic feels chaos intruding misery flees from joy and the flowers hunt the bees From eternity to here thoughts drop down senseless words defy the pen and the keyboard stings my fingers From eternity to here seems impossible but it is were I love you From here to eternity and beyond ~ And I have a new sentence aswell, it's old to me tho, been wanting to use this for some time now.. never happened. So have fun ~ Smells like the colour purple

yes...

there used to be, and then the board moved.. now it's not working anymore *wants her center-feature back* I like both poems btw. Smooth read like usual.. very vivid image with the last one. Thanks for sharing

..a small little doggy walked through all the commotion unnoticed, until someone stepped on it's foot and it yelped....

Relax Solivagus, you could've also had the other other side of the coin. Living in Germany is a different way to say that You all have been going on about The Butterfly Effect and I just now, today, saw the first review of this movie... it's only just now out in Germany it seems.... Just... wanted to share that. Pity me *hops on her skippyball and skips through the window*

YES! constantly.... can't think of a better way to die though *HIDDEN GROSS ALERT END*

Have you ever sat there wanting to cry, but didn't because that would've awoken the one who would comfort you, and that'd be the last thing you want? but yeh... I know that other one aswell *hugs Minx aswell, even tho they hardly know one another*

That last one is just pure accuracy... thanks

This was very very sweet, good to see you write, you have a nack of making poems looklike lyrics and the other way around, thanks for sharing *hugs*

that is just brilliant.... the picture in my head is perfect with these words.. thank you for those emotions *hugs*

Pered - pm on the rest of your post: Got that right.... had exactly the same experience heh, and I'm glad I had the chance to live it. Isn't by fault that we learn our most interesting/most precious/most important lessons? I'm sorry that I can't answer the question in a way that would be satisfactory for you Regel, but I have good reason I believe.... If I would change anything at all in my past, wether I would've had something like regret about it or not, I would probably and most likely never have met my husband in a way that would've allowed us to find eachother the way we did, with everlasting, all consuming (in a good way) love. It's a good reason not to regret my life I'd say Another is that I've learned so much, which I would've never learned had I not made those mistakes... thinking about that, I don't think I would want to change anything other people decided for me... although it would've saved me a *peep*amount of emotional stress. All I hope for is that they learned too... -Appy PS: Woah.... *tackles Regel and hits him on the head with her moose for making her think so much* (all in a good friendly way ofcourse... as friendly as a adult moose can get *grin*)

Have fun with your shiny! *looks back fondly on the days of infancy of her computer and is proud on how fancy it has become since then!*

Even though I'll prolly get told it is not so (plus I shouldn't be saying this at all for just those reasons)... I've seen all this and more happening at the pen as of late.... walls are thicker and words are prodded for meaning they don't have. explains my none-involvement *sigh*

oh, and allowing myself a little involvement.... *hugs Regel* keep asking, and just to let you know, I didn't think your post offensive, I think I know where it comes from, the way it was said *hugs all others* anything I say here will be wrong, so you all will have to do with a hug It is by no means less then the one Regel got though

I've thought on this one a long long time and think I can honestly say that I don't have any regrets, nor would change things that I did.... I've made peace with myself a long time ago, and decided to live with the consequences of my actions. [edit]: So you all don't get me wrong here.. I DO think I did some things wrong, but as they made me who I am, and I made them because I'm me... I cannot regret them for that would give me a false feeling of not being responsible for them... to me regret is close to believing you can change what happened. Dunno, not your regular description of regret I believe, but that's what I feel.[/edit] So there's the answer to part one AND part two, if you mean that question was double-folded. However, I do regret actions from other people, and had I the power, I'd try and change them... completely changing myself in the process.... but I'd do that at the very end of my life only, out of curiosity on how my life will go at the moment, and pure curiousity on how my life would've been had some people made different descisions for me, or judged me differently. If anyone will come up and say these are selfish actions and answers, I'll agree... nothing like a little selfishness to give yourself strength and remember why you do what you do (with that I mean, never forget that you do how/what you do because you are you.... don't try to be someone you're not and live like it, it doesn't work.. long, I've tried)

Feeling like a traitor But I don't want kids I've told "them" often The responsibility The care I could not handle that Still feeling like a Traitor I wonder at times if this is how my dad felt not wanting a second babe scared about heritage; disease Always will feel like a Traitor I still hope that one day they will see; the righteousness of my choice To bad Doom is rising ....

(whoops, I see I'll have to persuade my muse out of hiding for this one... expect a sign up after my vacation next week then ) *sticks her tongue out at Yui and bounces off on her skippy ball*

Me too please

I consider myself spiritual, if that means believing there's something outthere that we have no 'scientific' proof of yet... Religious in my mind has too much to do with churches and, to be blunt, sheeps and herders. If you're asking if I have Faith though, then yes, I do... not in a god, but in energy and balance. Even unbalance is a balance of sorts Then for the Kung-fu people among you, there's The Way or (ofcourse) kung-fu. I do not practise the sport myself, but I have stood on the way and cannot deny it's existance. (to be continued for those interested) PS: Never stop Sal! *big hugs*

*Slowely a heap of greenish-grey blanky makes it's way to the Haiku booth. Appy, with huge amount of blond hair in 'just-woke-up'-coupe, appears out of it holding a grubby piece of paper in her hand, offering it to the bunny* "It was my pleasure To write something so happy and frivol once more" *the piece of paper holds down several scratched through atttempts, and then a final, finished piece* empty mind and soul not having to know it all ignorance is bliss Laughter fills the air Pretty things surrounding me Childish happiness ******************* Silent wind playing Sunbeams highlighting water drops in spider's web *******************

Muse... hmmm My muse is definatly female and of human-form and therefor fickle, picking up subjects to write about from anywhere; specialises into poking human beings and their relationships to one another. For looks she'll either look like a skimpy clad nymph playing in her magical pond OR the Grande Dame from somewhere in the Dark Ages... She shows up at the most annoying of times, be it when I'm in the bus, or walking around town, or (not that often anymore) when I'm in bed.. trying to sleep. Another one of her favorites is my dreams, even tho I tend to forget them and they seem foggy at best once I'm at my comp and able to write.... At the moment she's taking a VERY long vacation though, she appears to be sulking since I've been making her work so hard ever since I got here a year ago [edit] forgot to add... she makes me work work and work once she found something to put into my mind. Most times I get a few minutes to finish, very rarely (when I'm lucky) she grands me a day or two. This is possibly the reason why I never finish the stories I start on.. it's all her fault! *wanders off wondering if that was an actual analogy or just some rambling from a distracted writer*

Oh my, good luck on getting better, you have my best wishes! Something that might be why your computer is freaking out (although with that list, I doubt that's high priority ).. but check out this article: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/3840101.stm basically it could just be microsofts fault.... First rule when working with software: Blame microsoft Again best of wishes to you and your family Sal, hope it'll clear up soon *hugs* -Appy

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