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Dalek Dave wrote:

Douglas Adams said that writing is easy. You get a piece of paper and stare at it until your forehead bleeds.

Ooh, I'll have to try that! :cool:

El Corazon

Ravel H. Joyce wrote:

Wow, you're WAY too familiar with iron.

True. My poetry was the story of my life, most of it is not that great. Though the better ones are the stories within the stories.... Some people miss them. In one of the poems, written from the point of view of my ex-wife (ahhh the mistakes I have made), tells a story.... Did you hate the cage I made? You should never look to the moon. Why even try such a charade? You aim too high, too soon. You should never look to the moon. Must I cover your cage now? You aim too high, too soon. Will this sillyness you disavow? Must I cover your cage now? Mockingbirds were not meant to sing. Will this sillyness you disavow? You have always been my plaything. obviously the song she wanted me to stop singing was my poetry. Though she always missed the message there, she still did not want others to know I was in pain at all. Cover it up, sweep it under the carpet, hang your head and keep quiet.... It was the cage she made for me and wanted me to stay in. The big question most people never ask.... who was the moon? :) Do you know what it is like to thirst? Not want or desire, everybody wants. . . A thirst comes from inside, Telling you that it is necessary For your very survival. A thirst tears at your sanity. A thirst tears at your soul, The very fabric of your being. Only the strongest of men Can survive a true thirst Without finding a way to quench it. Do you know what it is like to be lonely? Not the loneliness of one, It is easy to be lonely when you are one. True loneliness is the lonliness of many, The loneliness that strikes you in a crowd. True loneliness that invades your sleep. True loneliness that catches you at a party To tell you that you do not belong. True loneliness is an ache in your soul. True loneliness is NOT a desire. . . True loneliness is . . . a thirst.

_________________________ Asu no koto o ieba, tenjo de nezumi ga warau. Talk about things of tomorrow and the mice in the ceiling laugh. (Japanese Proverb) John Andrew Holmes "It is well to remember that the entire universe, with one trifling exception, is composed of others."

Corinna John

Alright, here is the ending: Just when she is sitting alone in the night at the edge of town and the police car with her friend is disappearing around a far away corner, a star begins to grow in the sky. The little spot of light cannot be a satellite or an airplane, because it becomes yellow and green while growing. She looks around but nobody else is there to see it. The colourful fireball slows down and lands softly, without any noise, on the meadow. She thinks that she should be afraid now, but she isn't. Something in the back of her mind tells her that everything is alright. Then the lights fade to a gentle pink-yellow glow and four persons step out of the sphere. They speak to her in a strange language that sounds like song. The girl begins to understand single words without knowing where on earth she has heard that language before. Totally fascinated, she follows the persons into the spaceship. Add a few paragraphs of alien-sightseeing here. In the end she turns out to be an alien who got lost on earth as a baby. Her alien family is waiting for her at home. The crew shows her old pictures. Then suddenly she remembers her planet and happily flies home with hyper warp speed.

This statement is false.

El Corazon

Ravel H. Joyce wrote:

Ooh, I'll have to try that!

it is .... painful. But I guess if you need a bit of pain to strengthen your stories.... this might be a safe way of getting it. :) It beats chalking up two ex's and a brother you avoid like the black-plague.... come to think of it... the black plague was nicer... hmmm....

_________________________ Asu no koto o ieba, tenjo de nezumi ga warau. Talk about things of tomorrow and the mice in the ceiling laugh. (Japanese Proverb) John Andrew Holmes "It is well to remember that the entire universe, with one trifling exception, is composed of others."

Lost User

Ravel H. Joyce wrote:

What's your native language?

:confused: ...wanker.

Michael Martin Australia "I controlled my laughter and simple said "No,I am very busy,so I can't write any code for you". The moment they heard this all the smiling face turned into a sad looking face and one of them farted. So I had to leave the place as soon as possible." - Mr.Prakash One Fine Saturday. 24/04/2004

realJSOP

Ravel H. Joyce wrote:

I drew 'running away from home', and I've written some, but I have no idea where I'm going with it.

That's the nature of running away from home. You don't really know where you're going. So, running away from home can't be a spur of the moment idea - it requires planning.

"Why don't you tie a kerosene-soaked rag around your ankles so the ants won't climb up and eat your candy ass..." - Dale Earnhardt, 1997
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"...the staggering layers of obscenity in your statement make it a work of art on so many levels." - Jason Jystad, 10/26/2001

psyched

Ravel H. Joyce wrote:

What's your native language?

That would be "moron". I think it originates from "dimwit".

Michael Schubert

The Developer wrote:

from where did you get that. i didn't say that

So, you're not just an idiot, you're also on drugs? Is there a causality?

ftw melvin

Mr. Developer - you are, as those golf fans often say, THE MAN!!!!

"If you reward everyone, there will not be enough to go around, so you offer a reward to one in order to encourage everyone." Mei Yaochen in the 'Doing Battle' section of Sun Tzu's: Art of War. .

Robert Royall

So what you're saying is... You need a beer?

Imagine that you are hired to build a bridge over a river which gets slightly wider every day; sometimes it shrinks but nobody can predict when. Your client provides no concrete or steel, only timber and cut stone (but they won't tell you what kind). The coefficient of gravity changes randomly from hour to hour, as does the viscosity of air. Your only tools are a hacksaw, a chainsaw, a rubber mallet, and a length of rope. Welcome to my world. -Me explaining my job to an engineer