write something nonsensical, surreal, silly.

[brinny]

It Is Finished

long ago memories
surfacing
of something once said
of someone
somewhere
in a pivotal
moment of eternity
crushing a serpents head

 

[fleamailman]

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the goblin is thinking about those 100 something gypsies that now wanted to leave northern ireland through fear of the violence that had been meted out against them, thinking too that other areas will soon latch onto this method to rid themselves of their gypsies now, and then that same violence will be used on other minorities in their turn, "...this is how it all starts then, authoritarianism starts both justifiably and innocently enough, where both professional begging in itself and the forcing of one's children into beg are intolerable to society, so almost naturally it leads to that old practice of "stoning the gypsies out of town" here..." mentioned the goblin thinking back to germany in the 1930s, where too, the gypsies were rounded up, incarcerated, and finally killed off, adding "...just that the situation today has its parallels though I hope we've learned better than that then..."

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[fleamailman]

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"...yes sorry, goblins are not to be trusted where those pictures are concerned..." replied the goblin who never laid claim to them anyway, only that they underlined his anonymous posts, adding "...proves all the more the usefulness of my anonymity then, so let them chase me across forumland if they like where there are more sites than stars in the night's sky...", though that was the goblin for you, simply he wore the specifications of each forum in turn, like when in rome do as the romans do, saying "...ah yes, I mean if I didn't adhere to the specs of the site, then all forums would just be the same and I would just be a troll here..." and yet, for all his adherence, all that actually mattered to the goblin was his journey to self in posts now, why, because that journey was all that would remain in the long run, repeating "...wherever, whenever, and however far too, it's always just oneself alone upon forumland here isn't it, yet one's persona, well isn't that something else again, being the only thing one creates in the time remaining that was actually inside you and not on the thread page here..."

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[food4thought]

Like a summer meteor storm the swarm of irridescent dragon flies descended towards the helpless Snerds... directly into the path of the onrushing semi convoy, splattering the windshields so badly with flourescent blues and greens that several drivers had to pull over... meanwhile the snerds laughed maniacally at the derlons across the great roadway, asking them what else they might have up their sleaves.

 

[brinny]

that's quite a surreal-like, florescent visual

 

[fleamailman]

(and with that the goblin was happy, saying "...you write well food4thought, where all are welcome here, and all get to see themselves by their posts then, so keep us company then and I will read whatever you post here, promise...")

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To get me drunk and her drunk....so we can do it? Girls with low self esteem are notoriously "easy".

"...ah, but when they learn that they have been used, their self esteem sinks further, and I would feel so cheap by it if I ever did that..." replied the goblin, adding "...no, it just seems the older one gets, the less one can casually do anything, as if youth was like "doing actions without noting context, nor having concern for their consequences", where middle age by comparison seemed such a prison of self placed mirrors, oh no, I don't miss my youth but I envy you your youthfulness..."

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[fleamailman]

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I think I'm better off being single, I always end up ruining people that I really like anyway!

"...the fact that you tell us, simply shows you that in your heart its already over, and that your mind is just catching with some internal decision here..." said the goblin, adding "...also, while you are with wrong one, the right one won't approach if that person is smart, and it's cheap to hold onto someone just because someone better hasn't turned up yet, and lastly I imagine that you won't want to show the new one know how you will break off with the old one, which could be ugly, and could have the old one tell the new one some of those individual detractions that we all have...", somehow the death card in the tarot doesn't mean someone dying so much as a situation, which should be past, is living on here

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[fleamailman]

("...thank you for giving this thread 9000hits between us..." went the goblin, adding "...where our strength is our apparent differences, but where all you have to do is just bring those readers to your pen now, and what a test of faith that would be, whereas me I'll remain ever anonymous, such in my sincerity towards my journey to self here...")

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

the goblin was still working on it, knowing that, when he wasn't working on it, it was working on him, saying "...no, whatever this life is actually about, it certainly doesn't want one to think for oneself here, ah no it wants you to accept the hamster wheel of one's dailylife, with all its petty concerns and rewards, as what one's life is all about now...", the coffee kicked in at that point, so the goblin continued "...you know honestly, if I had just one thought that was really me to myself here, that thought alone would probably vindicate my existence to me far more than anything that dailylife could ever offer me in place of myself, just my values and not its each time..."

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[brinny]

the hidden message about the false smiles. forced even, is intriguing flea, my friend, just like you are....of course there is the element of that inexplicable quality that neither you nor i can explain...and shows up in the most unexpected ways and in the most unlikely circumstances...a smile generating from the inside, out.

 

[brinny]

gotta admit flea, your pictures are some of the most originally intriguing i've ever seen....you got a gift.....

 

[fleamailman]

("...the illustrator's eye brinny, as livewriting has many aspects, where if you keep at it you will become a livewriter by default, in four of five years time, when everyone has forgotten that there was ever a goblin, they will be reading your posts..." replied the goblin, adding "...forum readership is as yet untapped, where all you have to do is entice those readers to your pen brinny, by the way, did you say you had a mission and a message by any chance...")

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I'm posting this for the ghosts of boyfriends past...

"...ah the "partners past" are very persistent ghosts now, especially since they don't age..." mentioned the goblin who, when he recollects his past girlfriends, has to shrug his shoulders with some "couldn't be helped" or "it's so long ago now" comment, or any other ploy to get them to rest again, knowing that the line she wasn't right for me was probably sour grapes but still the best he could come up with though, as that too, often worked, till the next something or other in his present situation would come along to summon her back once more

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[fleamailman]

repost from elsewhere, new, it a mess still

“...well, if no news is in fact good news, then what one is seeing on television must equate to really good news by way of all of those omissions, for if there's one thing for sure, it's that they're not mentioning what they actually know, which hopefully is what the rest of us know deep down only too well too...” the goblin broke off for a moment to reword it, then slowly starting again, said “...I mean if one knows that the great depression of the 1930s was marked by the high unemployment figures, by lines queuing up at the soup kitchens, and by the weakness of the dollar, etc., then no amount of hiding the worst effect by replacing those soup kitchens with today's foodstamps, reducing the unemployment figures by dropping job seekers off the unemployment register after two years, and by razing the debt ceiling to a new record level of a national debt stands at 52trillion dollar at this point, or by any others tricks then, is going hide the simple truth indefinitely here, that truth being, that whereas back then the epoch was known as the great depression of the 1930s, then today's epoch, the one that ourdearmedia is evidently so loathed to recount, is nothing less than the greater depression of 2010s...”,“...yes goblin, but that would plummet their ratings and leave everyone no longer wishing to view the news for its entertainment value and farawayness...” warned the slot against the news being too newsworthy now, adding “...I mean, do remember goblin, that back then one in ten people lived in the cities whereas today it's one in ten who doesn't, so let them eat light distraction instead goblin, they like that, and besides, one would have to be very brave indeed to accept the truth now...”, where the goblin guess that those really in the know, media included, just knew that they couldn't tell the truth to their viewers

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[brinny]

("...the illustrator's eye brinny, as livewriting has many aspects, where if you keep at it you will become a livewriter by default, in four of five years time, when everyone has forgotten that there was ever a goblin, they will be reading your posts..." replied the goblin, adding "...forum readership is as yet untapped, where all you have to do is entice those readers to your pen brinny, by the way, did you say you had a mission and a message by any chance...")

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"...ah the "partners past" are very persistent ghosts now, especially since they don't age..." mentioned the goblin who, when he recollects his past girlfriends, has to shrug his shoulders with some "couldn't be helped" or "it's so long ago now" comment, or any other ploy to get them to rest again, knowing that the line she wasn't right for me was probably sour grapes but still the best he could come up with though, as that too, often worked, till the next something or other in his present situation would come along to summon her back once more

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why would anyone forget that there was ever a goblin in 4 or 5 years, flea?

 

[brinny]

just a thought, my friend....i don't seek a following. whatever i post is akin to planting seeds. it's me, thinkin' out loud and in words.....and it will take root in hearts, minds, and souls if it's meant to. There are many hungry souls out there flea, let's hope that we have the heart to be driven to feed them. otherwise what good is anything that we write?

 

[fleamailman]

"...then it's just planting these seeds between us..." smiled the goblin, adding "...so let me help you plant seeds if you like but in doing so your green thumb will grow by it, where my anonymity is merely proof to myself that my reason for posting had no external motivations to it, yet I do wish to know who I am by what I post, where my alter-ego seems most goblin like indeed...", at which point the goblin offered brinny his green thumb once more, no he never critiqued her, just her post were so much better than before, that much was clear

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[brinny]

("...the illustrator's eye brinny, as livewriting has many aspects, where if you keep at it you will become a livewriter by default, in four of five years time, when everyone has forgotten that there was ever a goblin, they will be reading your posts..." replied the goblin, adding "...forum readership is as yet untapped, where all you have to do is entice those readers to your pen brinny, by the way, did you say you had a mission and a message by any chance...")

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"...ah the "partners past" are very persistent ghosts now, especially since they don't age..." mentioned the goblin who, when he recollects his past girlfriends, has to shrug his shoulders with some "couldn't be helped" or "it's so long ago now" comment, or any other ploy to get them to rest again, knowing that the line she wasn't right for me was probably sour grapes but still the best he could come up with though, as that too, often worked, till the next something or other in his present situation would come along to summon her back once more

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forgive my ADD-like brain, but i'm not sure what you mean by i said i had a mission or a message...i did?

 

[brinny]

"...then it's just planting these seeds between us..." smiled the goblin, adding "...so let me help you plant seeds if you like but in doing so your green thumb will grow by it, where my anonymity is merely proof to myself that my reason for posting had no external motivations to it, yet I do wish to know who I am by what I post, where my alter-ego seems most goblin like indeed...", at which point the goblin offered brinny his green thumb once more, no he never critiqued her, just her post were so much better than before, that much was clear

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i appreciate the sentiment, however the planting seeds so to speak, is a pouring ones life out, ones soul, so to speak as we walk along this journey, this path and leaving "nourishment" wherever we tread. it's a "drive" of sorts, but it generates from wanting to give others what i did not have.

 

[brinny]

hahaaaa that deserves a chuckle, flea, cuz there ain't no way, the goblin does not have external motives in posting

 

[fleamailman]

("...simply, I feed on your posts then, which is motive enough now..." replied the goblin)

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better

"...oh yes, I was quite ill back then, yet I'm quite back to abnormal now..." replied the goblin thanking her for staying the course, adding "...moreover, it looks like I got banned from another forum today, seems they did some background check on me, can't figure it out though, brinny you wouldn't happen to be a wanted terrorist by any chance, just asking now..."

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[brinny]

Testimonies. Ev'rybody's got one whether they realize it or not. It simply means testifying to who we are and how we got here and acknowledging the transitions and twists and turns we experience along the way.

Personal Testimony - How I became a Christian

Oh that's a long story....i have wrestled with God too many times to count. I still do, but in a different way now. I have told God I hated Him. Iwas beyond my limits of angst and searing pain, and I told HIm to get out of my face. I have always struggled with the concept of suffering. It's at those times I look God squarely in the eye and ask Him why He allows such a thing. ...and the wrestling commences.....God and me, wrestling are we. Now I realize one of the reasons i love Him...it's because hE allows me to. He knows I must. He knows it has to do with the healing of a very broken, fractured, busted to smithereens spirit and a devastated soul, barely breathing. He knows that my survival pivots on my belief that He is the Lifter of my head. He knows that deep inside, I didn't know it, but there breathed the heart of a warrior. He's breathing life into her. He's repairing what was nearly irreparable damage to a lost little soul, hiding in a cave the depth only he could reach and coax me out of. He's teaching me, awakening me to the realization that 'hiding' does not define who i am. He is teaching me that fear is a tin god that must be shown for what it is, a sham, an illusion, a facade. It must be torn down, conquered, stepped on, and cast aside. Fear is a bumbling, stumbling, sniveling cowardly buffoon that trembles in terror and flees when light shines upon it. I never knew i was a warrior. It all started when He, as only He could, coaxed me from my hiding place.

"Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.” ~Zora Neale Hurston