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Thread Review for I've Been Dreaming (newest post first)
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Amor Fati
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Posted on 5:58 am on Feb. 25, 2003
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Yes Maggie, I was looking over those too...But except the two of us, I don't know who else we can get, because there really were three more who poste except us: Foe, who isn't on the net that often anymore, Glacialis and Fallen who have lost their permanent net connections... So we'll probably stick to mailing, unless we can resurrect this another way. Strangest thing, I too was looking over old posts and pms, and saw how your stories about Daniel reminded me of my own tribulations...
BTW, i will be replying to your mail by the end of the week, there's a lot to talk about.
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CardsForSorrow
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Posted on 12:13 pm on Feb. 13, 2003
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I just went through and read all of my old PM's for this board, and I can remember the nights Mihnea, each of them, where you and I in parallel lives would mail back and forth rearding our respecitve troubles...
I miss you even more now.
I mailed Robb, and he said something about giving me administrative privilages on this.
Any chance of a ressuration, of any sorts? Even if we are not as frequent as before, if we are still here in some presance?
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CardsForSorrow
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Posted on 11:35 am on Feb. 13, 2003
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Good Lord!
*rubs eyes in disbelief*
Someone on the board?
Yes, I got your mail darling... I even replied... if somewhat delayed. Damn life gets in the way of important stuff.
Yes, that writing was a little sad, sadder that it was supposed to sound. I've just been looking at things a lot more lately, and its supposed to reflect that.
This was my first piece of serious writing since this board 'disbanded'... I've been writing a lot more lately. As soon as I have anything of substance, I wil post it here.
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Amor Fati
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Posted on 12:10 am on Feb. 3, 2003
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Interesting. But a little too sad. Got my mail, Maggie? I miss talking to you.
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CardsForSorrow
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Posted on 1:16 pm on Dec. 9, 2002
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Do you look into the vast immensity that is the sky and, pondering upon life, pause - breathe - close your eyes, and allow everything but the elemental to flow away?
And in the purity of the earth do you feel the dancing presence of the past and future, of all that ever was or will come to be, and let it become not a part of your conscious thought, but to grow like a love inside you?
Do you willingly yield to life a piece of your being, as you would to a lover or a child, knowing that what you give may be returned a million times over, or, at the flip of a coin, not at all?
Or do you fear that embracing life within yourself will leave you feeling as an unrequited love, or the mother of a stillborn, broken, and having lost a piece of your own self.
Are you afraid that with every step you tread you fall deeper into the abyss that is so aptly named fate, and do you fear pulling with you all those you love, and so to avoid this ends, push away from yourself all intimacy, and tear your shadowed soul to pieces?
Why do we question life when life itself is the answer to every question we need to live?
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