I went to the discussion thread and suggested that the contrast between the light gray of the text fields and the dark gray of the background was too harsh. I have sensitive eyes. I said instead of using misty morning gray #422, maybe mourning dove on a wire gray #589 would be better because it contains a hint of sepia and looks softer visually. It was just a suggestion. I submitted my comment and I was instantly attacked from all sides. People said I was blind, that I was some sort of freak, they told me to die in a fire, said if I don't like it leave and that I didn't know shit about gray. (that one really got to me). I cried out for help and was relieved when a mod stepped in. Much to my horror, the mod issued me a warning and said I was deliberately creating incitement. When I tried to apologize, he locked the thread and I was temporarily banned for 3 weeks. Someone even hacked into my account and changed my profile name to 'dove dick.' That really hurt.
I have stumbled into a thread that speaks of YZ/ARG. A shadowy figure had mentioned ARG being part of the game but AiR is a one step beyond that and has a foot in the real world and if this is so, then doesn't that make the game real. Where exactly does the line begin to blur. After I followed the thread I felt I needed to insert my two cents. I did and my computer froze as I hit submit. I didn't think to much of it as my computer has a mind of its own at times and does such things.
The following day strange things started to occur.
I spoke on my phone and heard a strange clicking sounds. I'd watch television and odd noises at a high pitched frequency came from my cable box. Later that same day I walked to the store and a felt I was being watched. I spotted a gray van I had never seen before. Its windows were tinted so dark I could not see in. I could only make out silhouettes of two forms in the front seats.
Once inside the store I noticed a man watching me. No matter what isle I went down I would catch a glimpse of him. When I exited the store I didn't see the van, that is until I walked sown my street. There it was parted two doors away from my home.
I approached the van keeping it in my peripheral vision only to go into a dream like state of mind as I passed by it. The next thing I knew I was sitting in my home at the computer. I was groggy and seemed to have lost 3 hours of time. I don't know what happened and I am afraid of what may happen next. I continue to have flashes of numbers and pictures like snap shots that I seem to have no actual memory recall of.
If anyone had had an experience like mine please leave a message. I know the truth is out there and I can not be alone in this. I am not leaving this under my real name. I fear they know I have remembered certain codes and other things that cascade through my mind when I close my eyes. I know they will come back and erase it all away and take part of me with it.
there here..i see the van....there coming for me...must move to secure location..........
I work in a very high profile Administrator position, and at the end of a hard day I like to return home to mindless televised sex and violence, and reality shows, to relax. Unfortunately, I've been having problems with my cable, so I turned to the forum for support.
Thankfully, I found refuge in one of the chatrooms. I attended on a nightly basis to throw random phrases around with other internet users. I felt so at home, that I forgot to call my cable company for three days. After one particularly stressful day, I was enjoying an amazing chat session, reeling out "cake", "gorpes" and "cunt" with other users. Good times. I had a youtube video of the Big Brother tv show playing in another window, and suddenly a comment by a housemate made me laugh so hard while I was typing. I nearly spat out my coffee, my hand slipped on the keyboard, and instead of typing "cunt", I accidentally typed "cult" and hit enter. A stunned silence fell over the chatroom for about 10 seconds, then I resumed typing as normal, only people stopped responding to me. A few minutes later, I received a message from a mod telling me that this was unacceptable behaviour, that the forum was not a cult, and that I would be banned as per the rules should I continue with this foul language.
I tried to explain what had happened, why I had made such a grave mistake. I even forwarded the url of the program so the mod could see what was so funny, in an attempt to resolve the situation amicably. I received a response stating that I was now trying to backtrack my way out of the situation I had created, that accusations of brainwashing would not be tolerated, that opinions like this should be kept quiet for the good of the community, to go to the Jonas Brothers message board, and that I was now banned for two weeks as a result of my "blatant lies".
I would never have dared question the authority of the forum. It was just a simple mistake. But now they're turning me into "one of those people" who asks quesions. A problem child. I'll never be popular now.
I don't know what I'm going to do now. I'll never be welcome back there after this.
I wanted to open a thread on nwf titled "I want to touch his toe". I immediately received a pm from an admin, asking what topic it would be around. I replied that I have a foot fetish and since I have never seen or touched him, especially not his said bodypart, I would like to find other members who got luckier than me. The reply message said that I am either abnormal as far as my sexual taste goes or I am intellectually challenged, but most probably both. I could not decide if this reply was sarcastic or hurtful, so I begged them to let me do it. They replied that they feel for me, but since it is against the rules to talk about his toes they will not open a thread with my topic. I didn't remember any rule like this, so looked them up and to my horror it said: "Mentioning any of his body parts, particularly his feet and toes is not allowed. Those who attempt to break this rule will be banned." I wanted to send a pm to the admin, but I couldn't open my inbox, nor could I post on a thread. I'm still wondering what I did wrong.
they are following me stop i have found others who believe stop we are gathering evidence stop the truth is all around you stop they can read your thoughts stop be aware of the stranger stop he is closer then you think stop
I read a mail. I tried to open my mouth. I tried to find my way. I got lost, no wonder. I got deactivated. I have been trying to escape ever since. But I am being watched.
I have gathered some of the evidence needed to prove who is behind this. I have it stored in a secure location that I can no longer recall. I am growing weak and feel ill at times. The numbers will not stop cascading behind my eyes. The headaches are more constant and last longer now. I will make contact when I know for sure who I can believe in anymore. Today I fear i have lost a colleague in this fight for freedom. I have come to think his last transmission may have been compromised. The sheep have all herded in the general direction of followers, as sheep do. When I know for sure if there is anyone left to trust in, I will return.
well...the price of my freedom on the forum is : be a lamb and shut up. you can have a freedom but never the freedom. the price to everyone human on this earth is to give his freedom for the community. I have nothing against rules but when a rule becomes a dictatorship, I disagree. we have a liberty they can't control: the free speech.
since a long time on the ex blog I told to everyone and every time that I'm not a sheep. Seems something begins to be clear.
I alluded to the simple fact that I don't like The Slip as it is. Why? somebody asked me. I told her my honest opinion which was and still is: because it is the weakest link of nin's work. I wasn't acting like a jerk - they did, so I defended myself, then left, cuz it was bloody ridiculous. Guess what happened after that? Correct. non.com can suck my dick with all the restrictions.
I have taken refuge in a place that is war torn it seems. For now, I believe I am safe. I keep hearing a voice calling but can't understand what they are saying. They have passed by me three times now. I have stayed hidden because I do not know what their intentions are. They keep circling back as if they are looking for something.
I can see them. They're screaming something. I think they said, " I am coming don't worry". Who are they coming for, me? My head, god, the pain persists. I have began to write down all the numbers I see. They make no sense to me and yet they are so familiar. Is a code? A message? I can't seem to grasp onto meaning but will continue to try.
The stranger has passed by me again. I am so tired of hiding. What do they want. What are they looking for. Could it be they are on the same side as us. I do not feel threatened by them but more at ease when I hear their voice.
Has this stranger come to help? This, I do not know. I will attempt to make contact with them if they come back. I hope they come back. I must rest for now. I do not know what will happen next but I must be prepared for anything.
just got a piece of mail from my son's college .. city college of ny cuny just raised there prices in the middle of the semster how the fuck can they do this ...
so now i have to pay $25 more for a class he is in the middle of
i can here their voices stop they keep calling me stop what are they saying stop i believe i can see the future stop the numbers are letters then numbers before stop the beginning of the end stop now can you see
We were all there, being herded along with the flock, and we all saw it. It came to remind us. You don't all know what I've seen; what I've been through. I know you won't all believe me. But some of you... you'll remember. What they did to us. How they used us. How they wiped our minds to keep us quiet.
I can't even explain it clearly right now, because I don't understand it myself. But that, that... thing. You know what I'm talking about. You know what I remember, because you remember it as well.
And if you're scared shitless, then I don't blame you. I am as well. But I can no longer pretend it didn't happen. You know exactly what I'm talking about, and I'm going to figure it out, and I'm going to show you.
i have lost more time stop still the numbers continue stop the equation is here stop the solution within my eyes stop they put it here stop what is happening to me stop i can see lights in the sky stop they are coming for me stop i can feel them getting closer stop the ones that coming are not familiar stop they are not like you stop is this real or a dream stop i will return stop
The price of freedom is when no one speaks up .. keeps there mouths shut .. hides away like a scared mouse..
when shit goes wrong they blame someone else .. why did this happen they ask themselves .. because you did nothing .. then it all goes away with a blast of cold air not a cry or wimper.. you get what you deserve!!
I have traveled to the other side stop I have been given some answers that lead to more questions stop I am looking for others still stop To help in the journey stop It has begun stop
I now have some of the codes deciphered. I now know what must be done, before it is to late. Is it to late already? Yes it may be but I will still try. I think I know where the one and only person is who can help. I am going to find him.
I have uncovered part of their plan. This change to digital television is part of their doing. I have traced the technology back to a government official who owns the parent company who makes these boxes. The boxes they say we need to still receive basic free television. This is the same company that makes the digital cable boxes in your home right now.
They will begin by transmitting static in February to interfere with those who chose to not get these boxes. They have placed a small lenses inside these boxes so they can watch our every move. There are more followers on their side then I once thought and are more powerful then any could have imagined. Beware, they are everywhere and could be anyone.
it's been a fucking long time. i had no equipment to get in touch. they killed all the transmission means around the hive. i had to get out, though it was safe there. it's ok where i am now, but i don't know for how long. i just want to say i'm still alive and i have found the "gift". does anyone know what i'm talking about?
i am searching for the escapist. i believe you maybe of assistance in this fight for freedom. i received your warning about the hives transmissions being cut off. i have left you the equipment you will need to continue. its location: the hive. i am confident you will retrieve the things required for this mission to be a success.
good luck.
i will contact you with further details when it is safe.
ok i got funyuns, grape kool-aide, sunflower seedz, bottle capz, left over hannah montana cake, pixi stickz:the giant kind, grey goose vodka, sunnyD, a case of who hash;witch taste just like cornbeef hash in case ya hadnt heard, deer spleen, a case of riesling wine atop a case of rainbow colred silly string and some melba toast for my marmite ;}
*noticez CORINŠE waz here*
hey..*jumpz up and down*..i got some suppliez...we needz more though ...hehe ;}
she awakens from a dream to the alarm on her watch...rubbing her eyes she takes in the events of the night before...she grabs her wrist it still wenches from being tied to the wall...the wall...she didn't think she would ever escape...how long was i there she wonders...grabbing her clothes she throws them on and packs some necessities in a back pack...there is along journey ahead and she has no idea what she is walking into...but shes heading in the right direction this time...this time.
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I went to the discussion thread and suggested that the contrast between the light gray of the text fields and the dark gray of the background was too harsh. I have sensitive eyes. I said instead of using misty morning gray #422, maybe mourning dove on a wire gray #589 would be better because it contains a hint of sepia and looks softer visually. It was just a suggestion. I submitted my comment and I was instantly attacked from all sides. People said I was blind, that I was some sort of freak, they told me to die in a fire, said if I don't like it leave and that I didn't know shit about gray. (that one really got to me). I cried out for help and was relieved when a mod stepped in. Much to my horror, the mod issued me a warning and said I was deliberately creating incitement. When I tried to apologize, he locked the thread and I was temporarily banned for 3 weeks. Someone even hacked into my account and changed my profile name to 'dove dick.' That really hurt.
~begin transmisson~
I have stumbled into a thread that speaks of YZ/ARG. A shadowy figure had mentioned ARG being part of the game but AiR is a one step beyond that and has a foot in the real world and if this is so, then doesn't that make the game real. Where exactly does the line begin to blur. After I followed the thread I felt I needed to insert my two cents. I did and my computer froze as I hit submit. I didn't think to much of it as my computer has a mind of its own at times and does such things.
The following day strange things started to occur.
I spoke on my phone and heard a strange clicking sounds. I'd watch television and odd noises at a high pitched frequency came from my cable box. Later that same day I walked to the store and a felt I was being watched. I spotted a gray van I had never seen before. Its windows were tinted so dark I could not see in. I could only make out silhouettes of two forms in the front seats.
Once inside the store I noticed a man watching me. No matter what isle I went down I would catch a glimpse of him. When I exited the store I didn't see the van, that is until I walked sown my street. There it was parted two doors away from my home.
I approached the van keeping it in my peripheral vision only to go into a dream like state of mind as I passed by it. The next thing I knew I was sitting in my home at the computer. I was groggy and seemed to have lost 3 hours of time. I don't know what happened and I am afraid of what may happen next. I continue to have flashes of numbers and pictures like snap shots that I seem to have no actual memory recall of.
If anyone had had an experience like mine please leave a message. I know the truth is out there and I can not be alone in this. I am not leaving this under my real name. I fear they know I have remembered certain codes and other things that cascade through my mind when I close my eyes. I know they will come back and erase it all away and take part of me with it.
there here..i see the van....there coming for me...must move to secure location..........
~end transmission~
I work in a very high profile Administrator position, and at the end of a hard day I like to return home to mindless televised sex and violence, and reality shows, to relax. Unfortunately, I've been having problems with my cable, so I turned to the forum for support.
Thankfully, I found refuge in one of the chatrooms. I attended on a nightly basis to throw random phrases around with other internet users. I felt so at home, that I forgot to call my cable company for three days. After one particularly stressful day, I was enjoying an amazing chat session, reeling out "cake", "gorpes" and "cunt" with other users. Good times. I had a youtube video of the Big Brother tv show playing in another window, and suddenly a comment by a housemate made me laugh so hard while I was typing. I nearly spat out my coffee, my hand slipped on the keyboard, and instead of typing "cunt", I accidentally typed "cult" and hit enter. A stunned silence fell over the chatroom for about 10 seconds, then I resumed typing as normal, only people stopped responding to me. A few minutes later, I received a message from a mod telling me that this was unacceptable behaviour, that the forum was not a cult, and that I would be banned as per the rules should I continue with this foul language.
I tried to explain what had happened, why I had made such a grave mistake. I even forwarded the url of the program so the mod could see what was so funny, in an attempt to resolve the situation amicably. I received a response stating that I was now trying to backtrack my way out of the situation I had created, that accusations of brainwashing would not be tolerated, that opinions like this should be kept quiet for the good of the community, to go to the Jonas Brothers message board, and that I was now banned for two weeks as a result of my "blatant lies".
I would never have dared question the authority of the forum. It was just a simple mistake. But now they're turning me into "one of those people" who asks quesions. A problem child. I'll never be popular now.
I don't know what I'm going to do now. I'll never be welcome back there after this.
I wanted to open a thread on nwf titled "I want to touch his toe". I immediately received a pm from an admin, asking what topic it would be around. I replied that I have a foot fetish and since I have never seen or touched him, especially not his said bodypart, I would like to find other members who got luckier than me. The reply message said that I am either abnormal as far as my sexual taste goes or I am intellectually challenged, but most probably both. I could not decide if this reply was sarcastic or hurtful, so I begged them to let me do it. They replied that they feel for me, but since it is against the rules to talk about his toes they will not open a thread with my topic. I didn't remember any rule like this, so looked them up and to my horror it said: "Mentioning any of his body parts, particularly his feet and toes is not allowed. Those who attempt to break this rule will be banned." I wanted to send a pm to the admin, but I couldn't open my inbox, nor could I post on a thread. I'm still wondering what I did wrong.
Nothing can stop us now.
wtf is this?
~begin transmission~
they are following me
stop
i have found others who believe
stop
we are gathering evidence
stop
the truth is all around you
stop
they can read your thoughts
stop
be aware of the stranger
stop
he is closer then you think
stop
~end transmission~
Today I was told by someone to stay on topic who wasn't even a mod. Fucking SHEEP.
i just simply can't stand being watched. fucking police state. never thought i will live to see something NIN related like this.
I read a mail. I tried to open my mouth. I tried to find my way. I got lost, no wonder. I got deactivated. I have been trying to escape ever since. But I am being watched.
~begin transmission~
I have gathered some of the evidence needed to prove who is behind this. I have it stored in a secure location that I can no longer recall. I am growing weak and feel ill at times. The numbers will not stop cascading behind my eyes. The headaches are more constant and last longer now. I will make contact when I know for sure who I can believe in anymore. Today I fear i have lost a colleague in this fight for freedom. I have come to think his last transmission may have been compromised. The sheep have all herded in the general direction of followers, as sheep do. When I know for sure if there is anyone left to trust in, I will return.
~end transmission~
where am i...........
helllllloooooooo
*ellllooooo elllllooo*
iz there anybody out there :)
*lookz for survivorz*
I MADE A POKEMON ICON EXPECTING TO GET MOCKED FOR IT, AND I WASN'T! WHAT'S WRONG WITH THOSE IDIOTS?!!
what the heezey?
IS THIS SOME SORT OF SICK JOKE? WE ARE WATCHING YOU.
There are sympathizers to your cause.
They can't stop everyone.
What the fuck?
I would not have seen this had it not been posted on whateverthefuckiwant blog, what is this about?
well...the price of my freedom on the forum is : be a lamb and shut up.
you can have a freedom but never the freedom. the price to everyone human on this earth is to give his freedom for the community.
I have nothing against rules but when a rule becomes a dictatorship, I disagree. we have a liberty they can't control: the free speech.
since a long time on the ex blog I told to everyone and every time that I'm not a sheep. Seems something begins to be clear.
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Valerie said...
What the fuck?
I would not have seen this had it not been posted on whateverthefuckiwant blog, what is this about?
October 20, 2008 1:31 PM
please stay on topic...
Who's blog is this?
Freedom doesn't have a price, it wouldn't be freedom then, would it?
Free-dom, and I thought that I needed glasses...
anybody here?
Why is everybody talking about that shitty forum again...
and stick it, asshole...
freedom doez have a price...and i am juzt about to pay it ...forward that iz :}
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I alluded to the simple fact that I don't like The Slip as it is. Why? somebody asked me. I told her my honest opinion which was and still is: because it is the weakest link of nin's work. I wasn't acting like a jerk - they did, so I defended myself, then left, cuz it was bloody ridiculous. Guess what happened after that? Correct.
non.com can suck my dick with all the restrictions.
*wandering in the darknezz still looking for survivorz*
hey...iz anybody here...HELLO...
*walkz through thick fog and debris lozt and confuzed*
ANYONE HERE>>>HELLLLOOOO...
*echos in the distance...then there iz a muffled sound*
HEY....WHO IZ THAT...I'M COMING...DON'T WORRY....
*followz the soundz walking towardz uncertainty az wordz play with a melody in my mind*
~i am trying to see...i am trying to believe...this is not where i should be...i am trying to believe~
~begin transmission~
I have taken refuge in a place that is war torn it seems. For now, I believe I am safe. I keep hearing a voice calling but can't understand what they are saying. They have passed by me three times now. I have stayed hidden because I do not know what their intentions are. They keep circling back as if they are looking for something.
I can see them. They're screaming something. I think they said, " I am coming don't worry". Who are they coming for, me? My head, god, the pain persists. I have began to write down all the numbers I see. They make no sense to me and yet they are so familiar. Is a code? A message? I can't seem to grasp onto meaning but will continue to try.
The stranger has passed by me again. I am so tired of hiding. What do they want. What are they looking for. Could it be they are on the same side as us. I do not feel threatened by them but more at ease when I hear their voice.
Has this stranger come to help? This, I do not know. I will attempt to make contact with them if they come back. I hope they come back. I must rest for now. I do not know what will happen next but I must be prepared for anything.
~end transmission~
hello....
just got a piece of mail from my son's college .. city college of ny cuny just raised there prices in the middle of the semster how the fuck can they do this ...
so now i have to pay $25 more for a class he is in the middle of
they suck... big time and we pay
you're all going to DIAF
Yes, we're all just willing little puppets.
hi everyone how are we doing today?
good ...seems like there is alot of talk going on about this and that ....
hmmm let me see ... gray matterz
can't talk about Feet..
oh same shit different day
later..
i am in the hive. feels safe right now but i'm terrified.
i just know i have to transfer messages and try to make connections.
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Somebody help me. I don't have much time.
~begin transmission~
i can here their voices
stop
they keep calling me
stop
what are they saying
stop
i believe i can see the future
stop
the numbers are letters then numbers before
stop
the beginning of the end
stop
now can you see
~end transmission~
please stay on topic
This thread has been merged with another empty thread.
You know what I saw. I know you saw it as well.
We were all there, being herded along with the flock, and we all saw it. It came to remind us. You don't all know what I've seen; what I've been through. I know you won't all believe me. But some of you... you'll remember. What they did to us. How they used us. How they wiped our minds to keep us quiet.
I can't even explain it clearly right now, because I don't understand it myself. But that, that... thing. You know what I'm talking about. You know what I remember, because you remember it as well.
And if you're scared shitless, then I don't blame you. I am as well. But I can no longer pretend it didn't happen. You know exactly what I'm talking about, and I'm going to figure it out, and I'm going to show you.
I am trying to receive.
There's nothing to fear than fear itself...
trying
to
receive
lost
the
transmission
anybody
here?
this
is
not
where
i
should
be
in
the
hive
want
to
get
out
trying
i can hear you...keep talking..im coming to help you :)
*stumblez over rubble..walkz into the shadowie darknezz looking for survivorz*
We need flashlights and cowbells!
Lots of cowbells!
i agree....MORECOWBELL>>>WE NEDDMORE COWBEll :)
Hold on, we need a professional in times like this. I'm calling Christopher Walken.
~begin transmission~
i have lost more time
stop
still the numbers continue
stop
the equation is here
stop
the solution within my eyes
stop
they put it here
stop
what is happening to me
stop
i can see lights in the sky
stop
they are coming for me
stop
i can feel them getting closer
stop
the ones that coming are not familiar
stop
they are not like you
stop
is this real or a dream
stop
i will return
stop
~end transmission~
The price of freedom is when no one speaks up .. keeps there mouths shut .. hides away like a scared mouse..
when shit goes wrong they blame someone else .. why did this happen they ask themselves ..
because you did nothing ..
then it all goes away with a blast of cold air not a cry or wimper..
you get what you deserve!!
that is the price of freedom
-Like sharing lungs?
Oh, Mr. Walken is currently tied up in a Tele-Tubbie hostage situation. Looks like it's up to us.
~begin transmission~
I have traveled to the other side
stop
I have been given some answers that lead to more questions
stop
I am looking for others still
stop
To help in the journey
stop
It has begun
stop
~end transmission~
What's begun?
~begin transmission~
it is the beginning of the end
~end transmission~
~begin transmission~
I now have some of the codes deciphered. I now know what must be done, before it is to late. Is it to late already? Yes it may be but I will still try. I think I know where the one and only person is who can help. I am going to find him.
~end of transmisson~
The begining is just around the corner ..
Look it's there ... just open your eyes and look...
Ah what now .. I see the light..
I see the face .. but what face you ask ... the face of a new age ..
The face of the new dawn...
The face of a new man to be in control ...
Like it or not we have a .... and Fresh benining ...
Write all the wrongs ..
Heal old wounds ...
Dawn of a new Day..
Till we meet again....
~begin transmission~
I have uncovered part of their plan. This change to digital television is part of their doing. I have traced the technology back to a government official who owns the parent company who makes these boxes. The boxes they say we need to still receive basic free television. This is the same company that makes the digital cable boxes in your home right now.
They will begin by transmitting static in February to interfere with those who chose to not get these boxes. They have placed a small lenses inside these boxes so they can watch our every move. There are more followers on their side then I once thought and are more powerful then any could have imagined. Beware, they are everywhere and could be anyone.
Trust no one.
I will return when I have more information.
~end transmission~
it's been a fucking long time. i had no equipment to get in touch. they killed all the transmission means around the hive. i had to get out, though it was safe there. it's ok where i am now, but i don't know for how long.
i just want to say i'm still alive and i have found the "gift". does anyone know what i'm talking about?
I don't know shit about anything.
~begin transmission~
i am searching for the escapist. i believe you maybe of assistance in this fight for freedom. i received your warning about the hives transmissions being cut off. i have left you the equipment you will need to continue. its location: the hive. i am confident you will retrieve the things required for this mission to be a success.
good luck.
i will contact you with further details when it is safe.
~end transmission~
Heh... *flips switch on flashlight*
Anyone there? I'd like to help :)
"Gift" ..LITS NIN gift? heh... hmm..
Hive...interesting....hmmm......
I'll come back again......do I need to go shopping for supplies or something? Heh...
*stumbles out of the void*
*stumblez in with suppliez*
ok i got funyuns, grape kool-aide, sunflower seedz, bottle capz, left over hannah montana cake, pixi stickz:the giant kind, grey goose vodka, sunnyD, a case of who hash;witch taste just like cornbeef hash in case ya hadnt heard, deer spleen, a case of riesling wine atop a case of rainbow colred silly string and some melba toast for my marmite ;}
*noticez CORINŠE waz here*
hey..*jumpz up and down*..i got some suppliez...we needz more though ...hehe ;}
*wonders off into the void*
~begin transmission~
there is still time
~end transmission~
~begin transmission~
all that was vast beyond horizons
stop
each piece and integral part
stop
now it begins
stop
~end transmission~
the land is desolate...
she awakens from a dream to the alarm on her watch...rubbing her eyes she takes in the events of the night before...she grabs her wrist it still wenches from being tied to the wall...the wall...she didn't think she would ever escape...how long was i there she wonders...grabbing her clothes she throws them on and packs some necessities in a back pack...there is along journey ahead and she has no idea what she is walking into...but shes heading in the right direction this time...this time.
At last the patterns emerge. Steadfast columns part the shifting sea, defying the sinewy waves to take root.
Then, silence.
The Black slips inside the shadows like the reticent breath of a stowaway. I see your face, and hope you remember.
i hear your voice, even through the noise. i remember the beautiful words.
i know your secret
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