can you not behave.
"...simple..." replied the goblin, continuing "...one soon learns that most things in this life are either mere distractions or obligations, I mean in the end all that one actually has of oneself are one's thoughts and feelings, where one's health, one's wealth, one's family and friends are not promised to one at all, only that this life is merely an assumption of certainty is it not, but this fact really sinks in through the pain of losing someone quite unexpectedly, then one realizes the truth that nobody actually has any more life than anyone else, meaning it's time to put everything into one's posts while one still has that time to do so, for this life is not twice where the cutoff point is simply whenever..."How do you have so much time to make so many long posts?
"...hello, this is an automated reply, thank you for posting to goblin's fabulous edit thread here ..." went the cordial voice of goblin's fully automated reply to spam machine, continuing "...unfortunately, the goblin whom you are seeking is not able to come to the thread at the point though if you would to leave yet another spam, please leave it after the "off my planet mortal MYAHAHAHAHAHAHA" signal, thank you..."Please admin can this thread be removed to the padded cell forum, where the previous poster will be given a nice back to front coat and and a lovely hot cup of sedatives. And he can mumble on quietly to himself, without disturbing the other residents.
this life is merely an assumption of certainty
This life is merely an assumption of uncertainty? Quality time is not all forums and post quantity as that will only lasts for those that read forums and partake in forumland for a period of time. I read but often just ignore and soon forget what does not have meaning. I do find some value in some of your posts as I can see you put a lot of thought and personal feelings into your writings which are often misunderstood by many. Your expressions of inner thought via the goblin is the way you are able to hide your thoughts, feelings and identity from others."...only that this life is merely an assumption of certainty is it not..." voiced the goblin
me i am going to be cremated, like patrick swayze and paul newman,and i told my hubby i want my ashes
sprinkled out to sea with lots of rose petals
My comment was about untimely death, as the last year ended with that and sadly the new one began with that too. Which gave me cause to remember other untimely deaths, of lives cut short.............
"...well I never, if it isn't xxxxx returned here then..." went the happy goblin surprised by this chance encounter now, but then adding "...and to what do we owe the pleasure of this courtesy call back to here I wonder...", where the goblin for his part only needed resting places to revamp his posts each time, feeling that that here too was somewhere perfectly secluded yet not so it seems, saying "...yes funny creatures humans, they always see things in such simple terms of forum membership, whereas I have seen literary hundreds of forums come and go in my time, so to me I'm alone storing these posts upon places that I can both create edit show and store them...", which was all true enough, plus the goblin took note other people's comments too if any, just that their company never changed that equation here, that of "the number of posts that one wishes to air/edit/backup is ever set against the duration of time remaining", smiling "...I mean, don't you ever notice yourself in all this posting, and how it's as much your equation now as it is mine then...", just the individual was measured against the time remainingFreaking weirdo.
Looks like you are contagious Flea, as I have had my first "Locked Thread" this evening
"...not at all..." replied the goblin, who in the end somehow realized that he was actually teaching the trolls how to write, yet where not there were those pictures and smileys that they could post instead, adding "...more popcorn bots, so now would you like me to be your mentor or tormentor here, either way then, don't we both know that there can only be one goblin at the end of this..."Are you telling us to get out of your thread................? I feel discouraged.
Wouldn't it be better to commit them to paper, or some more permanent or enduring medium?
"...no silly, of course you're allowed in here as we do need very light relief from time to time, besides, I'm still thinking over and appreciating that other deep posts now..." said the goblin, suspecting that his reply to that would have to be in the morning then, concluding "...and so, without further ado now, I leave this thread in the more incapable hands of lesser mortals, with this signboard here that reads warning, the views expressed during this interval of my absence might be are those of trolls, and as such, do not necessarily constitute the views of this forum whose views in all probability are even worse, thank you..."Psssst xxxxx get out of this thread, we aint allowed in here .............
“...well then...” started the goblin again, having thought it over now, continuing “...the great thing about being anonymous here, is that these posts, by that default then, belong to forumland now, so whatever happens to them really isn't my concern anymore, where instead only their creation concerns me still...”, the goblin was simply explaining that, at best, he would become a known unknown, but that, at the very least then, it would have been an adventure by itin that, the art reflects the temporary natures of our own existence. So I concede, the same may apply to your own endeavors.
why bother
It's late ...insomnia has hit (darn menopause)....and time for bed. Tried to find something witty and interesting to say...but only have Miranda Lambert's "Dead Flowers" rolling around in my head.... Ohhh...it rhymes!
Double postmuch?
"...take that which you want as all that I have is everyone's..." replied the goblin, who in his turn had pinched it from somewhere else, saying "...ah but such is the bounty of our forays into forumland yonder is it not...", which admittedly was easier than his facing that other question of "so ok then, which forum has banned me today", "...ah, but one only loses when one gives up..." replied the goblin, adding "...so each post is a win of sorts, whereas to keep on posting across forumland till one's very last is a triumph indeed..." in fact, the goblin often wondered if he wasn't posting more for the pleasure of his ghosts in his head than for any potential reader on the forums around him now, concluding "...well yes, those readers are ok I suppose, but just like the forums too, they do come and go somewhat, whereas my ghosts, well let's just say that their apparitions can be relied upon to haunt me still..."nice pic, pinches it
I will always be 'going through the motions', but 'holding back' a little, because my heart is not in it.