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timmy
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Location: UK, in Devon
Registered: February 2003
Messages: 13796
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I am now walking a primrose path and wearing rose tinted glasses. I think this place is back on track, with people no longer spiteful, nor at each other's throats. I see the ability to doagree without fighting, and the ability to take deep breaths before hitting, and thus not hitting.
A few people vanished quietly recently. That is a shame. I hope they will return as quietly as they slipped away, and realise that they, the quiet ones, have the greatest power.
A few new people have joined despite our being a bit scratchy. I think they can see trhough the scratchiness to the value beneath.
It's not perfect yet, but it is beginning to give me great hope.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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they say even the best, most perfect diamonds have flaws when you look close enough. nothing is ever *truly* perfect, and if it was, it would become useless.
i saw this somewhere -- maybe someone's signature here -- but it said life is a work in progress. i think everything is.
my knees are skinned, and my insides are dirty. i have just as many demons beneath my skin as i have angels. i'm sure i'm not the only one, who is so used to having to dig beneath surfaces to find what's pure. i've felt it about this place for awhile, before i made myself known and simply lurked about.
everyone's been wonderful here, that i've seen so far. you run an amazing ship, timmy. :-*
my void does not want.
-- 2.13.61.
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