write something nonsensical, surreal, silly. (3)

[fleamailman]

("...I might go back and read the hardboiled detective stuff that I had read as a youth, I loved everything to do with that period from clothes to cars, where everything was in black and white too, and it was almost as if color then killed it for me..." mentioned the goblin, adding "...I won't say everything was good, it wasn't I know, but things wwere made to last and I had simpler expectations to both where I stood and where it was all going...", the goblin's birthday had been a happy chatty family meal at home, and just for once he had stopped witnessing, stopped trying to read the omens from the few given facts, saying "...you take watch old soldier, I'll catch you up in the morning, nothing will happen overnight I feel where what really happens too slowly for the news to notice it at first...)

 

[Trailltrader]

*Reads the reviews, reports from engineer* I relieve you, Goblin

 

[fleamailman]

("...I had a glass of fizzy white, and didn't get the headache..." went the goblin amazed)

repost from elsewhere, new, the "what are you doing" thread

"...don't we just hate death but doesn't it smack real value into our lives though, for this little window of time that we call "now" is all that we ever really have anyway, where the past is gone and where even tomorrow isn't promised neither..." ventured the goblin trying to relate over a coffee in his bistro again, while outside the bright day passed overhead, so just repeating to himself mostly he simply voiced "...you know folks, if I could ask death to grant me just one concession for my birthday here, of course it wouldn't be to live forever, nor even to have a long life neither, no it would simply be to allow me to die before my children do, for I would not like to see my children's death, so to date death has been most merciful to most of us where all previous generations knew both brothers and sisters and children taken from them at a tender age...", in fact, the goblin faced death with fortitude and preparation today, where to be alive only meant that his soul was not ready he imagined, adding "...hell, this just smacks real value in one's face doesn't it, just it's "pain to open the eye" as they say, thus in answer to what I'm doing today, I'm reappraising my values counting this one true blessing then..."

 

[fleamailman]

("...think I might have shown you this one before, so don't say I'm not supportive now..." went the goblin who had taken it from that stream he had seen, but alas that youtube stream was taken down so the goblin had done it his way then)

repost from elsewhere, another landing, not quite hitting it off with the locals

Alas, poor goblin. Such a prolific poster, left talking to himself, wondering if it's time to move along or if he'll even be missed. Yes. And no.

"...naah, to be honest that wonder was more like when was this forum going to come back online again..." ventured the goblin, thanking xxxxx and fearing the worse too, then thinking that now would be a good time to come to the aid of his friends across the pond there, saying "...so here you go then, I've consulted with the red cross here in geneva who have suggested that I start a program on your behalf, yet I was wondering if you would care to help me with the wording of the appeal then, something like hello, first I would like to this opportunity to wish you seasonal greeting seeing that in a few months from now it will be christmas once more, where no doubt you'll be with friends and family eating and drinking, but where there's another side to christmas too, the one of kindness and generosity toward those less fortunate than yourself, and yes it's hard in these festive times to think that there is actually another world out there, but yes there is one, and it's very real indeed, and it sorely needs your help now, where I'm sure you have heard about the plight of your cousins the americans of late, where images of shantytowns and barefoot children can no longer be ignored, tragic isn't it, but no, you can make all the difference here, yes just 20swiss francs a day can change the future of the likes of Trailtrader living in abject misery, or brinny if you prefer to foster a girl instead, so what say you, I mean they really do need your help, thank you for reading this text and god bless you now, to which the goblin felt that he had done his good deed of the day, saying "...surely they can't doubt my wish to support their forum now..."

xxxx

 

[fleamailman]

repost from elsewhere, chatting with a writer

"...can't write did you say, well that's because you're probably focused upon the wrong audience I imagine..." suggested the goblin now as cordially as possible though, while wondering too if he could possibly make sense of what he himself felt while here, explaining "...in dailylife you humans are all so real then, yet your memories and visions aren't, neither are your thoughts, but on forumland here all that gets reversed somewhat, in that, as real as those around you read might seem at this point they're still unknown unprovable personas really, whereas instead your thoughts now are very real indeed, just ghosts of the past and plots in the present with visions of the future too...", meaning that the goblin was more often writing for his ghosts than for those unknown readers here, confiding "...readers come and go and blur into the past at some point, yet no such luck with one's ghosts now, no they here to stay, and what's worse is the more you write the weirder it gets, why, because what you write writes you back, where let me guess that your dreams are better recalled and more vivid of late where writing is a feedback loop if ever there was one now..."

 

[fleamailman]

repost from elsewhere, the topic of distrust between the sexes

the goblin returned, couldn't get into this topic but appreciated the xxxxx's post anyway, saying "...anyway, you write well and often one just ends up hating what one loves for the weakness therein, me I walked away from my first marriage knowing that if I stayed it would further hurt the only child more, where it was only after I left that the hell ended and my mother and my then ex wife made up their differences while I myself then remarried moving to switzerland, and then having other children, where it was only after my parents died that my daughter accused me of leaving her in that hell, yes I knew you see but english custody laws don't give fathers much credit, which was my daughter last communication then, where I for my part haven't spoken to any of my family in england since..." perhaps the goblin was building up to his point now, continuing "...blood is thicker than water perhaps where divorce can bring out a side in one that one doesn't want to admit even, me, I'm as my daughter, a child of divorce like her, hating my grandmother for leaving me one gold coin, hating my father saying he would give me something but in fact leaving everything to his wife my age instead, I hate my sister for not selling the house as stipulated in that will too, but perhaps the biggest hate of all I reserve for myself for actually caring about all this then..." in fact, the goblin didn't hate humans male or female, just that he too had ended up hating his own weaknesses they revealed of him, where those ghosts today couldn't be otherwise he guessed

 

[fleamailman]

(the goblin thanked the old soldier for first showing him this stream here)

repost from elsewhere, the "what did you do today" thread

today the goblin, for lack of anything else to do really, had been people watching in the bistro again, where the bistro at this hour at least always seemed to offer a choice of either those students from the nearby university or these old folks who like himself either chatted, thought alone, or who viewed a screen in a mimic of the young ones, and all this to coffees then, a scene repeated both across and down the street too for as far as the eye could see in fact, "...so they're the new generation goblin, yet they don't share your old aspirations there, they don't drink alcohol, they don't want that house nor a car, and they're not inclined to marriage neither, nor to having families now, no they're simply the result of seeing the mistakes of their parents I guess, how about you goblin, if you were young again, would you be the same as them there..." came the voice within him now, while the goblin didn't reply still looking on thinking about it though, so the voice just continued it's monologue inside him, saying "...they're constantly online today, thus they drink a lot less, and where time is more important than the devaluing money meaning a long commute is stupid, like repairing that house each weekend as their parents still do is dumb to them too, where marriage means a long term secure commitment in an unsecure world , and where having children means increasing one's exposure to debt, simply, no the older generation felt more secure goblin, where instead today's generation, that which you see in front of you now, live in a world that is far more insecure than their parents ever had...", the sky was darkening now, the rain wold follow shortly, where the goblin would rush home not wishing to be caught in it, somehow the voice had simply reminded him of a youtube stream he had seen before

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Z760XNy4VM

 

[Trailltrader]

Ah, you've been reviewing Dr. John Calhoun's research on the "Mouse Utopia" and the research done on the "Behavioral sink" the old soldier leaned back in his chair, sipping whisky mixed with water. Looking over his thick glasses and smiling at the Goblin "I wondered when you were going to stumble on his research. There's been debate between anthropologists and sociologists if the violence we see in Washington, DC, Los Angeles, Chicago, New York, Miami, are all examples of this happening. Based on the way the police beat the citizens butt's here in Seattle and are rewarded for it I'd have to say "yes". Thinking "War is good for business, peace is good for business" is one of the "Rules of acquisition" from the Ferengi's on "Star Trek: the next generation".

 

[fleamailman]

("...well it's just I remember who brought that to my attention to that steam then..." replied the goblin thankfully now, adding "...perhaps when society makes its citizens unsafe is when those citizens either rebel or stop having children as in the "aggressives" or the "beautiful ones" then...")


repost from elsewhere

I must ask, why a goblin? and i will visit the sites when i get time. i only have a few more mins on the computer.

"...many reasons really..." replied the goblin thinking about it now, continuing "...where market imaging springs to mind in that no one will remember one's username but I doubt they will ever forget having conversed with a goblin now, you see that is just how the memory works, it remembers real objects and creatures rather than abstracts like usernames and whatever...", and then again the goblin also knew that to write in third person meant filling in the gap towards who or what was writing this, smiling "...well now, readers do hate not knowing something now so instead they tame that unknown by accepting it as fiction to them then, in other words the only persona that annoys them is one where it's ever left a blanc, yet that blanc is still the truth of it anyway, I mean I can't prove anything about myself to you here can I as I'm just words upon your screen if anything at all now...", whereupon the goblin just looked back at xxxxx a moment and confided "...plus it's what I feel my alter-ego most resembles while writing, I mean isn't that what you see of me when you read my words now, for it sure feels like that's me while here, that mask that I wear in dailylife is like "me but not me"..."

 

[fleamailman]

repost from elsewhere, the trolls again

What??? i guess not. to be honest i dont undestand a single wurd you poastt

the goblin sympathized with xxxxx deeply, and then put up a little notice here thinking it might help here, reading wanted, about anyone who can actually read

 

[Trailltrader]

*Looks at his whisky, tea and coffee*,,,,,you'd think drinking this much liquid would keep a many hydrated, but instead they simply increase the time in the comfort station.

"Commander Yah" from above eh? I cannot help but wonder if thats where "Yaz" birth control got the idea from their such ugly commander. (Looks at the whisky, then looks at the picture 2 posts up) With enough of this whisky I'd hit it,,,,with a baseball bat if it was in real life. How does the old saying go? "Beauty is skin deep, but ugly goes clear to the bone"... o O ("And out her mouth, nagging on me" as he silently considers his wife)

 

[fleamailman]

("...definitive Trailtrader post that..." went the goblin who had been addressing that living life on life terms line)

repost from elsewhere,

"...naah, I guess we differ somewhat then..." mentioned the goblin who was never one to accept his dailylife on its terms alone, adding "...ah yes, my dailylife would very much like me to accept my lot on its terms perhaps, but I don't nor won't neither, while simply I'll comply where I must then, yet accepting all but none of it as acceptable though, judging throughout as I must, how, by writing about it again and again and again I suppose, till a residue of what I've repeatedly written becomes me by my posts today...", but hadn't that been dailylife's ploy a along, where it clouded the main issues at stake and distracted one with more pressing trivials instead like one's work one's prosperity one's propagation, all one's close at hand so to speak, so the goblin fought hard by saying "...and thus we become our own journalists today, where mainstream media is "ourdearmedia" in all but name, but their lying just encourages one to see through it all the more, and where the best way for me at least to think things out is through habitually writing about that which causes conjecture within me...", in fact, if the goblin had learned anything at all by that mainstream news there, it was that it was quite safe to disregard mainstream news as not really relevant news per se, for whatever real news out there had to be in that world of conjecture still, the very same stuff th ourdearmedia dared not mention for its being all too important, crucial to understanding, and thus too dangerous too, for its preoccupied with dailylife manipulated sedated viewers now

 

[fleamailman]

repost from elsewhere, the trolls again

I can get a sentence generator as well... my style

"...well yes, I could send you stuff via PMs secretly if you like, yes awe inspiring intellectual texts that you could then post and pass off as your own here..." suggested the goblin ever so politely and only with xxxxx's welfare in mind of course, then concluding "...that way everyone will be astounded by your sudden fluidity of penmanship and depth of thought too, but then they might just miss the old xxxxx though...", yes there always seemed a downside to helping someone but at least the goblin had made the offer here

 

[Trailltrader]

Which reminds me- when IS the sequel to "Dumb and Dumber" coming out? I thought Obama and Biden was the main act- guess I was wrong.

 

[fleamailman]

repost from elsewhere, the goblin returning to an old forum to restart posting there

nice to see you back flea.... always a good read!

"...well I was posting ad hoc before, but then I ended up not knowing what I had or hadn't posted by it..." mentioned the goblin thanking her for the fun from way back now, then adding "...all meaning that instead today I am just reposting in a given queue from a hidden store thread somewhere, good because I've lost many of the original pictures too, plus, since I've come to see the error of my old ways it must mean that I have gotten even younger still, why who knows then, perhaps at this rate at some point you'll be chatting with an adolescent, no some young green adonis even MYAHAHAHA...", yes sadly the scene seemed straight out of death in venice in its way

 

[fleamailman]

repost from elsewhere, continuation of above

you would make a wonderful Tadzio. i am always a sucker for tales of innocence v. experience and that moment of tipping from one to the other and while i usually root for Dionysus, i allow for sanity and reason to rule certain parts of my existence.

"...it's the chance to slip out of myself awhile..." ventured the goblin about his writing here, continuing "...and thus becoming yet another self by it too, still me though, yes me indeed in fact, where perhaps it's just my ageless peter pan watched on by its aging wendy..."

 

[fleamailman]

repost from elsewhere, the "can this forum survive" thread

Get rid of the "Goblin" & it might

Put him/her on ignore like I did. Anyone who perpetually writes in the third person is guaranteed insane. Takes all kinds to make a forum...I should know.

the goblin returned, thanked the humans for their enlightened comments, their astute observations again knowing that in effect he was still teaching them how to read at this point, smiling "...well yes then, I suppose sanity is ok I guess, but has it ever got the mental mileage of insanity I wonder, moreover in an insane world very much like ours has become of late, one of endless liquidity to low interest rates, of quagmire wars that up the ratings on the one hand while spurning yet more terrorists on the other, of civil liberties under national security, of freedom of the press under a broadcasting license, of votes under a two party one paymaster system then, and where to point this out seems both unpatriotic, subversive, and insane, then yes I might well be that insane in my sobriety here...", the goblin thought back over what he had just said and then built up to his point here, restarting "...till christmas then, by then I'll know if you humans have what it takes to keep me still, where if you'd really like be rid of me before then then you only have to lock or delete my edit thread, or ban me outright, yet I do not desire it myself, where I only show my sharp teeth in an occasional grin, after all, I mean you do want to keep the forum going I take it, and I sure do need somewhat quiet to get my editing done albeit apparently to your excellent company now, and well out of view of my fellow writers, simply they would never find me here I feel..."

 

[Trailltrader]

*Blinks in confusion, then eyes narrow in anger* Which self propelled sand bag for a brain said to put you on ignore, Goblin? Seriously? Those are the kind of dim witted people I like to wait for at the top of stairs then trip while pushing them down- I reserve such actions for Congressmen, people who talk in movie theaters, and people on cell phones who are so rude as to keep talking while waiting in line.

Being the outspoken voice for Captain Obvious when he's not around, I have been known to soto voice whisper into the phone "Back to bed, honey" while the guys on the phone with his girlfriend. Imagine the look on her face with my baritone voice going through the phone as his voice goes up in shock....

I can be absolutely Ruthless in some cases- and "Ruthless" in this context doesn't mean I divorced a woman named "Ruth" either!

 

[fleamailman]

("...I wrote a reply just now only to have the post lost on posting..." mentioned the goblin, adding "...will rewrite it in the morning, meanwhile..., ...")

repost from elsewhere, the "can this forum survive" thread

Yeah, the goblin is just like that raccoon that goes thru your trash every night. It keeps coming back, night after night after night. Ya' can't decide whether to trap him and locate him, or just shoot his pesky ass. But no way are you gonna' make it a pet.

"...your best post yet..." smiled the goblin noting how xxxxx's posts too were clearly on the ups now, adding "...I would put it more that I'm a creature that one likes to chase at times, only that in chasing me one grows those very attributes that slowly turns you into that which you are chasing here, for only one such as I catches one such as me if you see what I mean..." where forumland was both vast as fast and far to forgiving for one's own good, especially if one didn't finally see that it was never what one posted at all, that which would all be forgotten soon enough anyway, ah no, instead it was that ability to post that came with the practice of chasing goblins across forumland perhaps that made the poster noteworthy, smiling "...just no forum I'm on fails, why, because you've read this far again haven't you where your ignore switch will not abate your curiosity towards this one bit MYAHAHAHAHA..."

 

[fleamailman]

repost from elsewhere

I register places..announce that I am a troll..and watch the games begin..I am not liked by many when I do that..eventually I am accused of being a dual or they think new posters who come after me are me.. Its rent free space in ppls heads..

"...I am looking for somewhere to land, so if you have any suggestions let me know, but it must be somewhere that doesn't know me from adam, not that I think that anyone is old enough to know adam today..." requested the goblin not caring too much about what the forum was about either, adding "...yet I'm no troll though, for I fully engage myself to anyone who addresses me trying to be a model goblin on their forum without drawing undue attention to myself MYAHAHAAHA..."