I think that life is a journey and there comes a time when the path takes a turn where if we are to go foward we must lay down the body. What we so often call death, is but a change, and much of what we encounter in the future will depend upon what issues we have left undealt with. sort of, what baggage we carry over into the next life.
I for one, would like to think that when the time comes to cross over, I will carry with only love, and that my friend should make for a wonderful journey.

the value of no question unaswered.

How like a kalidescope do the events of life seem to be. how I remember finding the very best of images only to have them fade whenever I tried to capture them, changes always changes, the view while fixed, never remains the same.
If we spend all our hours viewing the kalidescope in search of that one bit of beauty we once saw, we will cheat ourselves of the passing beauty that is before us, even as we search.
Is there a lesson about life here, or just an observation? I know that many times once the trick is learned the magic fades. Once we know too much about each other, we lose a little of the mystery but perhaps becoming more human we embrace each other truly for the first time.
To laugh, at ourselves, to hug ourselves and to forgive ourselves when the dreams of our youth have been turned into dust and we see our own parents reflected in the mirror.
To say farewell to a friend, a loved one, a brother or sister and to not look back and question,what if or why, then we are ready to see the butterfly welcoming the new day's sun.

As this topic draws to a end, it's almost 15 pages, I would like to point out that no one has come in and said Bull Shit yet.

Todd and I often posted things just to run them up a flag pole to see who would take pot shots at what we had posted.

I often told Todd to fuck off even as he told me the same, but it was always a slap at what was posted not at each other. Which is what this whole topic has been about, Illusions, being fictional in order to find out what is real.

Todd was an asshole but one who made people think, he was like a pile of cow shit on the road, either you were aware of it, or you would quickly wish you had been, he and I reflected each other very well, and at times I am sure he got pissed off, but always we were friends. I really would not feel right treating anyone else here the way I did Todd, he had paid the price to be who he was and was comfortable being that, that is a hard thing to find, I do miss the jabs he sent my way.

So is someone going to close this bitch any time soon?

Bullshit! who says it has to end... this is just the beginning!

You just watch little lady, Comrade Larry will be in here with his big black boots, slapping locks everywhere. He does that, and I think he enjoys it.

Oh how I just love being a bastard, now Larry has always been a closet bitch, I am not certain, but I think he once started wearing bras trying to get into the bitch's covent, but they said no.

So my pretty, here comes your bullshit back at you and a little extra for your little dog too.

PS, have you noticed that in some stories, such as The Wizard of Oz and The Lord of the Rings, nice words can be spoken with such evil as they sound evil?

Larry you little shit, I see you on the boards, looking for somewhere to jump, well the number reads 14, so you just got to wait another day...........sorry charlie, but starkist wants Tuna that taste good.

And Starkist doesn't want tuna's with good taste-- LOL! (I remember that ad...) <img src="http://www.arlo.net/ubb/smilies/smile.gif" width=15 height=15>

leave your thoughtfullness behind you. That was a wonderful remark. I had my eyes closed in the dark. I sighed a million sighs, I told a million lies, to myself. and now I know it. I feel the freedom.
Do you know anyone who is blurred in your vision, who is standing in front of you..., and you can't get a fix.
Larry , I don't think for a minute you wore a bra, I'm almost sure Todd told me a thong.

Nope, there never was a bra. Todd and I, when we were the wrestling tag team known as "The Blunder Brothers", did have each as part of our uniform a pair a tie-dyed black and blue leather thongs. I never actually wore mine, for as bad as they woulda looked on Todd, they woulda looked even worse on me.
Besides, I was never into butt floss.

As far as the 15 pages thing, there are tech. reasons that the Great and Powerful Wizard (Homer be his name) has asked me to close threads that reach that length. Threads do stay in a read only format for some time, and special threads like this one can also be archived.

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Nope, there never was a bra. Todd and I, when we were the wrestling tag team known as "The Blunder Brothers", did have each as part of our uniform a pair a tie-dyed black and blue leather thongs.....<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>


...bodacious!

bo derek?

bo diddley!

Bovine !

boloney!