("...just editing post here..." went the goblin)
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"...who knows..." said the goblin, so this was the livewriter's paradox then, that the goblin needed readers to please to write well but taken to an extreme the goblin would compromise himself by pleasing too much those same readers he was trying to please anyway

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wot ??
Quote from: "GORDY GAMBINO"
wot ??
("...aren't you supposed to be brawling with caskur still..." inquired the goblin not minding though, adding "...naah, trolling is ok short term but it kind of stunts the posts in the end plus it means that one is ever dependent upon a target, so I'm not a toll here..." and with that the goblin posted something else now, adding "...troll me or chat with me, up to you now...")
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the goblin lets the post write itself, where often he feared that if he didn't let it, it wouldn't then, so the simple fact of switching off the distractions, first those obvious ones, and then slowly recognizing those others too as switching them off as well, had become an objective in itself here, in fact the bistro was better than his home in this way, yes there was both noise, people, and clutter still, but they were not his concern here, just they, like the rest of it, were happening around him and not to him so to speak, then suddenly, he voiced aloud to himself something looking at the slot, saying "...this life will always find those tokens of value for one if one doesn't recognize true value for oneself...", so the other heads in the bistro would turn towards him for a brief moment, before they too, dismissed his utterance as yet another distraction to them now

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youre on crack nigger ac_toofunny
Quote from: "fleamailman"
("...aren't you supposed to be brawling with caskur still..." inquired the goblin not minding though, adding "...naah, trolling is ok short term but it kind of stunts the posts in the end plus it means that one is ever dependent upon a target, so I'm not a toll here..." and with that the goblin posted something else now, adding "...troll me or chat with me, up to you now...")
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the goblin lets the post write itself, where often he feared that if he didn't let it, it wouldn't then, so the simple fact of switching off the distractions, first those obvious ones, and then slowly recognizing those others too as switching them off as well, had become an objective in itself here, in fact the bistro was better than his home in this way, yes there was both noise, people, and clutter still, but they were not his concern here, just they, like the rest of it, were happening around him and not to him so to speak, then suddenly, he voiced aloud to himself something looking at the slot, saying "...this life will always find those tokens of value for one if one doesn't recognize true value for oneself...", so the other heads in the bistro would turn towards him for a brief moment, before they too, dismissed his utterance as yet another distraction to them now

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I find I am quite enjoying your writing. Thank you.
Quote from: "kiebers"
I find I am quite enjoying your writing. Thank you.
("...all that is write is the result of having someone engage in their conversations, so without you there might not be a me here..." smiled the goblin thankful for the company, then adding "...yes I defend myself where need be, yet take no pleasure in brawling like the others do...")
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and with that goblin felt he was amongst friends now, saying "...I will go slowly on your forum humans, it's just that always try to make my posts somewhat inconspicuous, drab, and above all without the slightest intention of seeming to come across as utterly attention seeking in some way...", and with that the lie detector exploded, whereupon the goblin just added "...well yes, it's just that to date, I've have not been very good at it..."

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"Lie detector exploded"
nice...LOL
Quote from: "kiebers"
I find I am quite enjoying your writing. Thank you.
Same here.
Flea, if you don't mind my asking, why did you choose a goblin as your narrator?
Quote from: "Yeah Right"
Quote from: "kiebers"
I find I am quite enjoying your writing. Thank you.
Same here. Flea, if you don't mind my asking, why did you choose a goblin as your narrator?
"...because when I wrote in third person after awhile I felt that was the nearest thing to my nature inside, a very different me to the dithering old man in the mirror there, no he's not me on the inside..." smiled the goblin then adding "...also using a persona is a livewriter's trick towards readership and in getting oneself known too I guess...", whereupon the goblin then struck upon an idea to help Yeah Right understand better, saying "...trust me a second, just close your eyes and recall those usernames you've come across today, how many, you don't really remember do you, why, because your mind is not wired like that is it...", at which point the goblin slowly raised a lone finger, asking again "...and how many goblins did you meet today I wonder..." for the mind remembered things better than it did abstracts is what he meant

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Then I say...interesting thought...excellent choice.
("...how about you then, have you tried writing in third to see how you write..." smiled the goblin not sure he be believed by some who hadn't been there)
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and with that the goblin showed, read through the posts and felt he was onto something, saying "...on forumland the choice is a simple one, that of either becoming an anonymous peter pan, or of being some known wendy, where wendy grows old that is..."
But my dear friend, isn't growing old growing at least?
"...a friend I am, yet I see you've been talking to goblins again, steady now, bad idea, they're not to be trusted you know, but, whereas in dailylife one has no choice about it, on forumland one has that choice, so for me, I'd like to grow something other than simply old..." replied the goblin, adding "...and since nothing here can be proved at all, what is the point, and where is the need, of one's dailylife mask now, one's mask by fate perhaps, but a mask all the same...", the goblin guessed that any self portrayal was unlikely to be as objectively honest as perhaps how others around him would see him, so that just saved the goblin from drawing the line about himself, by having no line at all, observing "...it's quite simple, an ageless faceless goblin on forumland, masks an old man in his dailylife, who in turn masks an ageless faceless goblin within him again, so now, do you judge something either by its appearance or by its contents where perhaps the truth is that they are the two sides of the same coin here..."

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Perhaps appearance is, for some, a necessary side of the coin...I find the content to be the measure for consideration. The appearance may change but the content remains. A true coin of the realm......
Another crazy motherfucker
Quote from: "GORDY GAMBINO"
Another crazy motherfucker
I kind of hope you are talking about me. I have been called a crazy motherfucker before. LOL But lets face it Gordy...on the crazy motherfucker scale.....you have me beat... ac_drinks
Quote from: "GORDY GAMBINO"
Another crazy motherfucker
("...wrong thread Gordy, second time today too..." went the goblin suspecting Gordy was forgetting which thread he was posting on again, saying "...well yes troll threads do all look the same don't they...")
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the goblin just reminded himself of something, saying "...perhaps people who don't reflect are like vampires then, ever dependent on the blood of others to sustain themselves, but I deep within myself then want to produce blood, where posts are the lifeblood of a forum as if proving one's own reflection to oneself at least..." and with that in mind then, the goblin posted ever on as ever

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cheers kiebers but this fucken fleamail is a deranged fuckwit. no doubt came in on the coat tails of that gap toothed blonde skank.
Quote from: "GORDY GAMBINO"
cheers kiebers but this fucken fleamail is a deranged fuckwit. no doubt came in on the coat tails of that gap toothed blonde skank.
They are all frickin idiots living in the past on that forum.
("...no she was banned from TRF for reasons I don't care to know of..." smiled the goblin who hadn't known that cuskur was here even, simply someone had posted up a banned from bluecashew image, and then the goblin tried his luck now, adding "...different game here, brawling is your old hat game whereas with me let's just say that you'll return to read what I write...")
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Perhaps the op should learn to distinguish between 'friend' and 'acquaintance'.
and with that the demon looked down at the goblin sternly, barring him, and with grin said "...come now, first tell me the difference be a friend and an acquaintance here, or otherwise you must return from whense you came...", so the goblin paused and thought hard for a second, somehow knowing that his entry here depended upon this one reply now, and then, as if the answer seemed to rise up with him, looked back at he demon and just repeated his thoughts word for word saying "...well perhaps a friend is someone one doesn't know, whereas an acquaintance is someone one doesn't know either but moreso...", "....pass, for now you may enter my goblin friend, oh and welcome to our kingdom of facebook here..."

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Tell the goblin, I really do not give a shit about what happens at trf.
Quote from: "Herman"
Tell the goblin, I really do not give a shit about what happens at trf.
,
("...me neither Herman, but maybe you should tell Gordy there not to mention it, then I won't feel obliged to answer his comment..." smiled the goblin way passed his bedtime, adding "...and besides, it's one of maybe 50forums with me, where if anything I feel myself more to be writersbeat's goblin, but these forums come and go, so what does it matter which forum while here, I'm just here now, that's all that matters for the moment...")
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I think maybe you'll win this competition Flea - you never run out of things to say
"...too true..." replied the goblin, adding "...but actually it's a battle against one's own indifference here, in that first one sets a quota like "one post a day", asking oneself what in my life is worth posting, then one types out a text, perhaps adding a matching picture to dress it, where then one posts the result across as many "last post" threads as one can so as not to lose it, afterwhich one just dies like everyone else does...", at which point most people think "well why bother then" but the goblin knew that that was the difference between a shared and an unshared life, and that most people hadn't the slightest clue what that meant as they were probably too caught up in their dailylife and all that bidding of the moneygod again to simply see it for themselves, whereupon the goblin just spelled it out now, saying "...just their muses sleep I guess, and that's their choice perhaps, but not mine now, ah no, for I want to know myself by what I post..."

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Quote from: "Herman"
Tell the goblin, I really do not give a shit about what happens at trf.
Whats trf?
The Retarded Fart?
The Real Fucktards?
The Rotten Freaks?
Quote from: "Berry Sweet"
The Retarded Fart?
The Real Fucktards?
The Rotten Freaks?
All of the above?
Quite possibly...
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"...me, I'm anonymous, so I can't write for a reward here..." smiled the goblin, liking xxxxx's post upon reading it, adding "...just writing is so conducive to my coffee and a lifestyle that would probably spell wasted life to anyone else, but what of it now where that rat-race is for those rats where I have scurried long enough for the trinkets of the moneygod, so one lives, yes and scurries on as best one can, but my attention is ever elsewhere humans and the more I write the more I am me by my pen by it as opposed to me by my externals, and where too, I am too old to justify myself to others here, simply it's habitual then, where no one needs a reason for habit do they...", the view from the goblin's bistro table this morning showed some old people chatting and still others reading the newspapers, and even one or two slowly drowning in a glass of white wine like some insect, sighing "...and there are still those who would have me be myself amongst all this external now, but I have this pen and my writing habit serves me well for my defiance, yes a defiance is all it can ever be I suppose but it's still something, and as such, something more me than that drowning away in dailylife..."

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the goblin's madness continued with the goblin explaining "...in the old age home next to where I live, I always see two types, those "fighting on" types, and the other "letting go" types, but their lesson here goes largely unnoticed by society in general, where they're just ignored, hushed up, and tucked away like this, but all the same, it is something so simple, simply, that if one is lucky to live into retirement in relatively good health, one had better take into account the meaning of remaining mentally active, and socially engaged too, before one gets there...", in fact, the goblin felt that by now he had seen too many unprepared old people mentally rot and flounder in an enviable situation of "retirement" with its rest and freedom, and all simply because they hadn't the slightest idea what to do with themselves there, making the goblin sum things up by saying "...naah, it's not rot in hell as they say, actually between the two extremes it's more like rot in heaven isn't it..."

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the goblin was never alone here on this thread, nor disappointed, he reassured everyone, "...well, the path between "being misunderstood" and "failing to get it right to oneself" is often a narrow bumpy frustrating one..." the goblin admitted "...but..., ..." and then the goblin couldn't continue his explanation further, as he just had that unexplainable feeling again of "here it comes" now, so the slot just opened its mouth, saying "...look goblin, why not just tell them what mountaineers say as to why they climb mountains, you know that because it's there line, and just leave at that then, which arguably that does sound somewhat more convincing than that other line line of well folks it's actually because I'm mad, don't you agree goblin...", reluctantly the goblin's hand made a slow condoling movement with the mouse towards the "post" button as it then clicked his confession away with an inner release

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So...
Gordy, melson, scousie etc. are allowed to post in the main forum and yet I do not have that "privilege"...
Melson and gordy have posted worse things than I have and yet I´m the one being isolated..
Wheres the logic in this... There seems to be none.
Quote from: "Odinson"
So... Gordy, melson, scousie etc. are allowed to post in the main forum and yet I do not have that "privilege"... Melson and gordy have posted worse things than I have and yet I´m the one being isolated.. Wheres the logic in this... There seems to be none.
("...me, I'm happy here..." replied the goblin, then adding "...though I can't help you really as I'm an unknown here, so I'm just editing my posts to your company I guess, or not if you so decide...", in fact, the goblin wasn't a troll, he didn't like flaming, yet trolls were often good company he felt, that's all)
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the goblin apologized for the pause in posting here, he had been fighting the trolls in their forum again, something that had sharpened him on the one hand, but it was the kind of sharpness that came at a cost as he also wanted to produce content too, not just being sharp at foiling barbs with one's wit here, explaining "...no, trolls can be very good for sharpening one's wit, so their forum's "last post" thread is a must for being a real fun fray, testing one's wit and one's readiness too...", and yet, the goblin had to keep his posts varied by being across all kinds of "edit" threads, if only because that same sharpness alone resulted in rather stunted posts, explaining "...when all is said and done livewriting is live in front of one's readers, and what with having no publisher to protect one, nor measurable distance between oneself and one's readers neither, one has to know the ways of trolls to protect oneself, yet that it's a knowledge that has to be tempered in such a way that one doesn't actually become a troll by it in its use..."

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the goblin was simply recounting here, the scene today of two men dragging the dead stag by their ropes across the snow, and how a clear trail of red marked their slow progress, and of course the people on the mountain-train looking on were so dismayed at it all, so the goblin had to explain something to them, saying "...folks, it's the hunting season where only the males are killed, and where those trappers, since there are no big predators left in the alps today, play the part of the wolves now...", in fact, it was almost too easy to forget that most of the animals of the forest met their deaths at the jaws of other animals, adding "...oh yes, nature might be beautiful and most picturesque too, but it is still cruel all the same..."

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("...nice to have company..." went the goblin continuing his editing then)
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and with that the goblin welcomed the new member saying "...actually, it's all hush hush yet I feel I can trust you here, where this forum is, in fact, just a front for the "homeland security service" and their operatives in their ongoing undercover work to root out the threat of cyber terrorism on the internet...", the goblin paused knowing that it was all too hard to comprehend in one go, but he continued "...simply think about it, which site would you least expect a cyber counter attack to originate from, that is between some ultra smart nerdy eastern block country, the taliban's website, or the nigerian spamming site, well any of those types of sites on the one hand, and well, just somewhere like this forum here then, where the members can, and do, manage to hit the post button from time to time, so that's right then you know all now, the members here are really ultra sharp "homeland security" operatives only pretending to be lowly trolls, yes very snide of them I know but in fact they're probably the best america has..."

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the goblin thanked the poster but felt his goblin persona here was hardly any worse than that other mask he wore in dailylife, and far better than all that loneliness that most old people suffered for their being old then, something usually interpreted as what then, their being stubborn, ugly, cantankerous, unclean, etc., amongst other adjectives so often voiced behind their backs, "...ah, but what if inside me I wasn't really that person in the mirror at all, what if it was just some external conditioning that had no truth beyond those social dictates placed upon one because either that was how one looked, or as expected for one's age, and no, I'm not saying that one should adapt to some fake teenage persona either, only that all to often one sees posters going to that other extreme here, those people who go out of their way to mirror themselves as they appear in dailylife, only to wonder why they don't attain that which they were looking for, the actual appreciation of the inner selves behind those outer ones...", at which point the goblin just sighed, feeling that his only real failing was that he couldn't repeat, in his dailylife too, this ageless changeless goblin persona now, but no, alas in dailylife the goblin remained simply whatever those around him viewed him as, just his externals each time, but that was always humans for you and ever such superficial creatures they were now

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Quote from: "Odinson"
Gordy, melson, scousie etc. are allowed to post in the main forum and yet I do not have that "privilege"...
Melson and gordy have posted worse things than I have and yet I´m the one being isolated..
Wheres the logic in this... There seems to be none.
While it can be disputed, Odinson, that I have posted "worse things" here than you have... Nonetheless...
Mens Rea should be examined in this case...
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"...ready goblin, tell them all you know about post glacial rebound theory, in twelve lines starting from now, go for it then..." went the voice in the back of the goblin's mind, where quickly the goblin blurted out "...all land is floating on the the lava below it, so that when glacial ice melts off the land into the sea thus the seabed then sinks even more under that extra weight there, where correspondingly upon the now unburdened landmass rises being lighter than before, simply it's this redistribution of weight that then causes an increase in both volcano and earthquake activity in general, termed a seismic period that usually triggers an ice-age in its wake since the volcanic ash and vapour then seed the clouds to cause more rain and snow...", panting, without thought the goblin continued "...going into the iceage is good thing because were the the methane set frozen on the seabed ever to vaporize a amass extinction would occur, probably followed by an ice-age anyway, yet fortunately the ice-ages are the norm following its hundred thousand year cycle each time, whereas mass extinctions historically are very rare on the time-scale on the planet..."

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Good morning fleamaliman.
ac_hithere
Quote from: "Fashionista"
Good morning fleamaliman. ac_hithere
("...just happy to be here..." replied the goblin)
repost for elsewhere
"...where I will never make a penny out of this, promise, and where no one will ever know who I am neither..." replied the goblin in earnest without regret too, adding "...why, because I'll never be old this way, that's all, just once a goblin always a goblin I suppose, ever anonymous and ageless by it...", simply what the goblin feared most was that fate of being shut away in merlin's cave surrendered to the television or a book, saying "...keep your fame and fortune then, for doesn't medusa always date her known authors in all that published stone, but you can always chat with me here instead if you wish, where my countenance will never change now, the key words being socially engaged and mentally active to the very end, or am I missing something in my priorities then..."

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For that lame, white cocksucker, the fucking goblin.
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Antarctic sea ice has barely changed from where it was 100 years ago, scientists have found after poring over the logbooks of polar explorers such as Robert Scott and Ernest Shackleton.
Experts were concerned that ice cover at the South Pole had declined significantly since the 1950s, in a process driven by man-made climate change.
But new analysis suggests conditions are now virtually identical to when Scott's Terra Nova and Shackleton's Endurance sailed to the continent in the early 20th century, indicating that declines are part of a wider, natural cycle.
http://news.nationalpost.com/news/world/antarctic-ice-has-barely-changed-due-to-climate-change-in-last-100-years-new-analysis-shows
Quote from: "Shen Li"
For that lame, white cocksucker, the fucking goblin.
"...thanks, good to see a brain behind the flame..." went the goblin who didn't cut it as a troll really, adding "...trolls have the strength of character to post whatever they like, thus that should make their posts some of the best reads going, not so, for alas they often waste their time in petty rallies doing short "one liners" thinking that that somehow matters, just return some time later and they're still at it, years later and you know the score I guess...", the goblin looked back at himself now, then added "...the writer's forums have their own problem, that of miss-focusing all their attention towards their books alone, their posts lack the flair of their books and gain no readership worth noting, me I'm a livewriter, just someone who writes in posts then..."

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xsvkJ8QBtTQ
repost from elsewhere, the "what are you doing" thread somewhere
funny day today, feels the goblin, who has bought his coffee in a new coffeeroom, and although the music is nice, the wifi works, and the coffee itself isn't bad for its price, this once empty bistro has slowly filled up with women, not a bad thing in itself but each woman had short hair, jeans and a jumper, they would look at the goblin oddly, and then continue their conversations, normal thought the goblin since he was hardy young any more, so the goblin just continued tapping his keyboard while the women laughed and smiled and seems very friendly to one another, holding hands, etc., until it dawned on the goblin that he must be in some tom-boy club "...I'll have another coffee, it's a really nice place you have here..." the goblin said to the girl at the counter slightly shocked, "...your welcome..." she replied, smiling back now, as if knowing where they both stood then

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repost from the goblin's blog
"...something stronger than now remains,..." and with this bland belief the goblin faced the life to come, somehow the goblin could not believe that all this had no point, the nursing home, his mother's dementia and the ebbing of the time remaining, all this should at least mean more than just "now", perhaps the goblin should have said "...something stronger than me remains..." but it was hard for the goblin to imagine a future without a "me" or a "now", in other people perhaps but not about himself, his vanity invented loopholes that his reason couldn't accept, just goblins it seemed were no different from the rest of us
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x4gXqWY1NzI

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Good evening fleamailman.
ac_hithere
Quote from: "Fashionista"
Good evening fleamailman.
ac_hithere
("...I'm happy here..." replied the goblin)
repost from elsewhere, the "what are you doing" thread
the goblin was trying to do "elsewhere" again, though he could never escape for long it seems, saying "...well, that the trouble with life, just never a good daydream when one needs one...", outside the relentless cascading snow witnessed away the last remnants, of the previous year, only to add slush to a hard wet pavement below, somehow death by understatement seemed to sum up the goblin's overall attitude towards his passing years at this point, where those positive hopes of yesterday had become these negative fears of today, adding "...well if I was ever emotionally drunk with christmas past, I have never been more sober than now in this coming year...", just that the present seemed to ushering in year that seemed more ominous then any previous

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repost from the goblin's blog
clicking the link that brought him here the goblin first enjoyed the posted replies and then sat through the silence of the night fishing through his thoughts as he cast his mind back over the day, anyway, it would have been here at his computer or in bed as his day always seemed to end in a defrag, that was, before it all switched over to sleep mode and the screen saver of dreams, he fished on "...ours is to witness..." a line the goblin had proposed to himself but then returned it too back to the ether, settling for the simpler "...it's the last gift..." something he hoped it would do towards the tally, other lines would come, yet in the morning the tally, in its turn, would be forgotten save perhaps for a line once in a while, this then was all that his posting life was, all it could ever be, but it was still something all the same

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repost from elsewhere
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I think its due to a lot of things. technology is probably the prime factor. from advances occurring almost over night to increased communications and ease of reaching the masses. but also from globalization, diversity, population density
"...me, I was thinking it was something else again..." replied the goblin who had noted how the young really had nothing left now, no american dream to aspire to, no role model to follow, saying "...nothing has any value where jobs have no future, and all in a situation where without debt nothing is affordable too, sure fired savings replaced by iffy speculations, a job for life replaced by a job till end of contract or redundancy...", thus the young were selfish because those bonds to society were no longer on offer, the price of housing was overvalued, privacy was invaded, laws were both unclear and uneven between the classes, justice was not seen to be done, continuing "...at its simplest then, following their parent's way in what has seemed normal to us must come across to them at this point as either nigh impossible or near reckless...", simply the goblin felt that the world was moving into war zone anyway, where the mentality of the young would become some cross between self survival, disillusionment, and an heartfelt anger, sighing "...can the powers that be be trusted to keep the peace between themselves, don't most factors point to war on our doorstep, where the financial system is already at war as it is, thus king petrodollar is dead, cry havoc and let slip the warhounds of debt then..."

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repost from elsewhere, an american "last post" thread
"..still making me think xxxxx..." said the goblin loving it, adding "...but what if there were a slippery slope here, where it simply starts off as something innocent and acceptable enough and then descends as something more sinister...", of course the goblin was now thinking about the swiss in their recent "no" vote, thus banning minarets from being built in switzerland, "...for example, an analogy then, what if some forum were to first throw out all the trolls, then to move to those who use bad language, from there to those who posted nudity in any form, on to the those whose opinion are too radical, etc., until only the admin and his clones remained, in short what a "narrow minded" forum it would then become in the end, albeit one that might well have reached those aims though a consensus or by democratic means even at in this case...", simply the goblin was thinking back now, to how correct and enticing those same type n*zi message must have sounded to mr average during the pre war depression years to those who, when faced with the twin burdens of a hyper inflation on the one hand and political impotence on the other, wanted something done about it, so the goblin merely concluded "...lets pray then that this minaret vote here was just a "one off" then, or conversely let's start to worry about who might be next then on their list now..."

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repost from elsewhere, the "what are you doing" thread
"...me, I am trying to have "thoughts a plenty" but failing that I suppose I'll try to think of something, but if I can't think up something, then I'll just go through my day on autopilot I guess..." confided the goblin, then adding much like an afterthought perhaps"...and besides, whoever said that life is for the living was sold on mere experience of it in my view, for surely this life is also what one gains out of one's experiences then, after all, what's the point of having any experience, good or bad, if it is simply forgotten afterwards...", where one of the goblin's ghosts just smiled back at that point, remarking sarcastically "...ah, but you do know that none of your petty afterthought conjectures will ever change me now goblin, any more than it could change what happened at the time either, so you're welcome to spar with your past my friend, only that you're lashing out at a shadow that you can't actually touch there goblin...", whereupon the goblin, looking back, replied"...agreed, but if all this turns into you ghosts as you point out, then how else is one ever going to know which ghosts one is beckoning still, other than by figuring out which ones one has met to date..."

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repost from a goth's "last post" thread
another glorious posting day and the goblin wishes everyone every success in their wish to escape their own reality a bit longer, "...you're as rich as everything you don't want..." the goblin ventured, adding "...but you're always poor and alone in dailylife, simply, this system couldn't survive if you were contented in it, it builds "want" in you and turns people into slaves by creating their own discontent here, buy into it and you are owned by it, and the moment one's present distraction ends, one craves the next one, yet every distraction returns you to your dailylife doesn't it..."

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repost from elsewhere
"...the average american, perhaps like most people on this earth for that matter, prefers to follow the symbolism rather than the actual substance of politics, that is, real everyday politics unfolds too slowly, and without enough fanfare, for them to take note, let alone contemplate here..." mentioned the goblin, adding "...for example, does ourdearmedia mention that one in ten in the US is on food stamps now, or tells you that more americans go to prison than university today, or of the failing to meet the budget, or that the recession isn't over by a long chalk, etc., no it doesn't tell you, yet it's not the media's fault, it's just that everyday politics is either far too boring, or too constant, to be enticing media news, so no, what we get in it's place is fanfare politics, an exotic war on terrorism, state visits, foreign affairs, sports and the like, in short, we get those very distractions that we ourselves want to make "politics" all the more palatable to our own tastes, while that which is crucially important in this political/economic situation passes beneath it, too slowly to register on their radar here but happening anyway..."

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What the fuck is wrong with you?
Quote from: "Angry White Male"
What the fuck is wrong with you?
"...same complaints as most folks I guess..." smiled the goblin thinking a troll goes his own way and does his own thing, not that the goblin was a troll now, thinking anyone could use their wits to better effects with better results, than mere trolling forums aimlessly like that, then adding "...naah, I'm just editing through some posts that I wrote a while back while waiting for someone to show up here in the meantime, that way I'm not wasting my time in their absence so to speak...", in fact, the goblin had had forty pages of posts lost at writersbeat forum for his not first reposting them elsewhere to another forum as a safeguard, sighing "...one day one is here posting, the next day one is banned, or the forum folds without warning, so one is on the road again, yes that's what is wrong with me, so now you know, how do you see yourself by it..."

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Really, what the fuck is wrong with you?
I don't care, but most others do...
What the fuck is wrong with you?
He (or she) is merely a lonely troll living in his mommy's basement playing pretend
Evs likes these posters...
Why do they end up here?
In the long run what difference does it make? Don't like it don't read it. Most of it seems to be a lot less abrasive than an awful lot of other content here. The thread is in RR where problem threads go, although its not a problem, it could be on the main board or in the arts sub. Not everything that is different is bad. When it comes to this board, Mel, you are different too.....
Quote from: "Angry White Male"
Really, what the fuck is wrong with you? I don't care, but most others do... What the fuck is wrong with you?
"...so, tell me about those "most others" in your mind there, would that mean that you're some sort of schizophrenic by any chance, I mean do you often often relate your own personal dunce opinions as if vouching for someone else while doing so..." inquired the goblin before laughing "...you and I are just personas now, masks as it were, where all that is here is just words upon your screen, nothing you say is real now, the words are mere representations of reality, forming a virtual reality to be exact, ah but "virtual reality" is not something new, it didn't come into being with the advent of this internet here, ah no it's been around a long long time, just we always called it by another name, that of "fiction", so yes this is a fiction between us..."

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Quote from: "cc la femme"
He (or she) is merely a lonely troll living in his mommy's basement playing pretend
"...it's all pretend here anyway, for try as you may, short of meeting the person in real life, beyond reason there's nothing you can prove to anyone about yourself now, moreover, I'll befriend anyone but I won't step out of my anonymity so that so called friendship means what exactly, years will pass and then you're looking back at yourself thinking all that time on this internet and all you ever did were bitch and troll and fail as was expected from lowly trolls..." smiled the goblin thinking trolling had taken a nose dive since his time on troll valhalla forum, asking "...so what have you got to offer as an alternative anyway, amaze me and I'll believe you're onto something, otherwise it's as you see it, where the one thing worse than a troll is being a witless troll..."

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Quote from: "Angry White Male"
Evs likes these posters... Why do they end up here?
"...simply, I don't trust to any one forum alone all my posts now, they startup and fold with annoying repetition, meaning I'm not beholden to anywhere today, that is being anonymous I'm no more here nor there by it, I just post my reposts across forumland, editing them as I go along while conversing with those who post upon this thread, works fine by me since the quiet threads store my reposts, whereas the talkative threads get my reposts and replies too, win/win as I see it..." smiled the goblin thinking most posters he came across were still on first base vis a vis their own posts, smiling "...years pass and what have you got to show for yourselves for all your time being here is all I'm pointing out..."

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Quote from: "kiebers"
In the long run what difference does it make? Don't like it don't read it. Most of it seems to be a lot less abrasive than an awful lot of other content here. The thread is in RR where problem threads go, although its not a problem, it could be on the main board or in the arts sub. Not everything that is different is bad. When it comes to this board, Mel, you are different too.....
"...well my posts are never rude nor crude nor nude..." smiled the goblin thanking kiebers for the open mind with the smart thinking to go with it, repeating "...the point is not how one is received so much as how one will continue, me I need the feeling of audience and sense of deadline to produce posts, where I suspect too that the previous two trolls are too stupid to understand what I'm going to relate next, but I'll let you into my mindset a bit, by offering you two choices here, the first being the normal writer's approach, that is someone who spends days weeks and probably months too laboriously writing out and editing through a work that he finally turns into pdf format so that he can then submit it to amazon to sell at 99cts a downloadable copy, but he then has to find his readers, and he's up against thousands of other authors with exactly the same idea in mind, plus the general public for their part less and less inclined to read at length these days, where instead most folks are reading short interactive content such as to be found on twitter facebook forumland...", the goblin then thought about how he was going to relate the second choice as his alternative to the writer's approach, restarting "...suppose I were to do a short post, something no longer than 12lines, but something that had a matching picture, then suppose I were to place that post on a busy forum as a repost followed by another repost a few days later, suppose too that that post made a 100views, 100hits in the hitcount, then suppose I did that over a month making 3000hits, but then suppose I reposted that same post on at least ten busy forums, that's 30,000hits a month, from what, from just me conversing with you like this, do you now see why I think of them as "still on first base" as it were..."

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Of course I do... ac_smile
You must understand that there are very few posters I dislike, Kiebers, and even fewer that I wish permabanned.
That being said, I desire that posters make an effort... An attempt at least... to generate their posts in such a manner that it is easy to read and to comprehend.
Flea has his "style." Since nobody responds to him, I can assume it's because they are like me... They don't read his posts.
The solution is simple... Take the time to properly generate a sentence, and even a paragraph. It's not hard!
Still boils down to, don't like it don't read it. If there is something wrong with him posting what he does then I will submit there are drunk, repetitive, condescending posts from someone else here that quite a few don't like either. What, when and where..........
Quote from: "Angry White Male"
You must understand that there are very few posters I dislike, Kiebers, and even fewer that I wish permabanned. That being said, I desire that posters make an effort... An attempt at least... to generate their posts in such a manner that it is easy to read and to comprehend. Flea has his "style." Since nobody responds to him, I can assume it's because they are like me... They don't read his posts. The solution is simple... Take the time to properly generate a sentence, and even a paragraph. It's not hard!
"...sorry, simply you're not my target audience now..." replied the goblin suspecting that he was addressing some clueless old dude who hadn't received thumbtexts on a cellphone to date, probably someone who also didn't have his own thread neither, meaning no readership to speak of, yet in spite of the threadbare state he was in was adamant in thinking he could lecture someone on what would get them more reads, whereupon the goblin just smiled at the ineptness therein, relating "...look, just stick to trolling is all I'm suggesting, because if you really knew what it takes then you'd have what it takes, by way of readership on a thread thus proving my wrong about you and your opinion with it, simply where there's no thread it's no you by it..."

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Quote from: "kiebers"
Still boils down to, don't like it don't read it. If there is something wrong with him posting what he does then I will submit there are drunk, repetitive, condescending posts from someone else here that quite a few don't like either. What, when and where..........
"...feel free to delete what you like of mine whenever and without warning too, I'm easy..." smiled the goblin adding "...most folks find my posts hard to read at first, just like those thumbtexts are to angry old dudes, but after awhile they get used to it and don't even notice, afterwhich the advantage is that it hides my age, I mean what is the point of being anonymous now if the gap between the way one writes something and way it should be written gives the game away..." asked the goblin then adding "...if on this internet you write like everyone else than like everyone else is all that it'll be, now close your eyes and recall the usernames of the those forums you frequent today and those have frequented through the years till now, where my bet is that there are so many usernames you can't quite remember clearly, ah but see if you can forget having conversed with a goblin like this now...", but that was just the goblin for you, somehow he always suspected that there was a reason for most things people did, yet until he knew the nature to the game itself he never advised upon the way to play it lest he'd look stupid in the ineptness

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Quote from: "fleamailman"
Quote from: "kiebers"
Still boils down to, don't like it don't read it. If there is something wrong with him posting what he does then I will submit there are drunk, repetitive, condescending posts from someone else here that quite a few don't like either. What, when and where..........
"...feel free to delete what you like of mine whenever and without warning too, I'm easy..." smiled the goblin adding "...most folks find my posts hard to read at first, just like those thumbtexts are to angry old dudes, but after awhile they get used to it and don't even notice, afterwhich the advantage is that it hides my age, I mean what is the point of being anonymous now if the gap between the way one writes something and way it should be written gives the game away..." asked the goblin then adding "...if on this internet you write like everyone else than like everyone else is all that it'll be, now close your eyes and recall the usernames of the those forums you frequent today and those have frequented through the years till now, where my bet there are so many usernames you can't quite remember clearly, ah but see if you can forget having conversed with a goblin now...", but that was just the goblin for you, somehow he always suspected that there was a reason for most things people did, yet until he knew the nature to the game itself he never advised upon the way to play it lest he'd look stupid in the ineptness

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Nothing needs to be deleted. Everything is cool with me. No rules, real or imagined, have been broken. I am enjoying your contributions.
repost from elsewhere, the "honest dating" thread
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Anyway, one can only play a "part" for so long before the facade slips and the real person emerges.....
and with that the goblin's facade slipped off and the real goblin emerged from behind it, saying "...naah, can't remember which one of me was my mask now...", and yet joking apart the goblin could simply relate to people more openly hidden like this, no, it wasn't "meet ups" he was actually seeking anyway, instead he just wanted to know how other people were experiencing their lives, their thoughts, their feelings, etc., their reflections too, saying "...how odd it must sound to to you that casual relationships seem too cheap to me whereas real relationships seem too costly now...", so the internet just offered the goblin two places it seemed, those those places where he actually grew to admire people and like for their depth of character, and those others elsewheres then what he sawattributes were little more than triggers to his nagging lagging libido, adding "...and as to my honestly here, I very much doubt that I could be this honest even if for example you had known me as your bank manager, or as your doctor, or as your local policeman even, so my anonymity is my honesty behind it..."

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repost from elsewhere, a "last post" thread
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What do I win?
the goblin welcomed everyone to this thread, saying "...ah now, to post is to win against one's deailylife, yes, but one's dailylife then builds up around one after posting, so one has to win again repeatedly like pruning back the externals each time...", and then, once more, the path of the goblin's imagination stretched before him here, where he could write absolutely anything upon that path and win this moment by it, that much he knew, but he also knew too, that he would then have to live with what he had posted, saying "...you see, in dailylife it's all too clear who one is now as there is that mirror, one's bank statement too, those certificates of education, one's passport, one's family ties, and all the rest too that goes up to make that "you" that you have always known yourself by, and yet here upon forumland it's different, none of that matters, as there is only that which you post to know your "virtual self" by, simply while here you are what you post of yourself, and thus you post your posts and somehow you see yourself reflected back by them too, in short you win a glimpse of that self here that would otherwise be hidden by all those externals in dailylife..."

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repost from elsewhere, written in the mountains, modified for the "what are you thinking" thread
the goblin is thinking of this daylight moon one often sees at altitude with those strange padded clouds that seem some ever deceptive backdrop in the deathlike cold silence around one, broken only perhaps by a frantic mountain crow who, in passing over those ice covered peaks, never shares the goblin's wish to return to the warmth and security of the valley below, and yes the goblin knew well it's warning as it seemed to voice "...goblin, one's at death's door here, they don't return who enters now, where just your being here quickens your end too, and how the body pays its price for your courting death like this, so return now goblin as you don't belong with us yet...", at which point the goblin's mind raced back to the point where the head mistress had warned the class against the use of drugs, with her exact words in search of your inner man you ruin the outer one, but only now after all these year then could the goblin really reply with any clarity to her and that crow above, saying "...well, it seems that those things which do not somehow ruin the body hardly merit one's reason for living either, where mere "living" in itself was never the point of our being here now, and besides, this transient dailylife was never mine to keep anyway, so now I will descend to that safety of society below, and yes, these mountains are the gates of death with its infinite beyond, but just I wanted to flirt to with death a little longer while she bides her time for me..."

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repost from elsewhere,
"...just that the present grows dark in a world that barely notices the nature of the beast hidden in full view within its midst, one who feeds off debt and whose sharp talons seem so far apart it seems as to have no connection whatsoever within one's dailylife and beyond..." mentioned the goblin, explaining "...for indeed cyprus and greece does seem a long way off from the city and wallstreet, but no, for however one cuts it today, those zombie banks will still have to be unloaded upon the taxpayer eventually, and I dare say in ever increasing numbers by the end of it too, all resulting in a mixture of seemingly disconnected unrest and repression, as suspected perhaps by those unjoined dots of news haphazardly reported in the mainstream media if not explained by them though, yet our global system can't write its debts off in any other way so it's this very austerity that is put forward as the cure all of our ills that actually causes the unrest and repression that the media so begrudgingly reports piecemeal if at, all without this explanation though...", at which point the goblin just recollected something saying "...so perhaps then, that beast, the one that is mentioned in the bible as both there and not there, is in fact this beast of compounded debt then, something borrowed unto itself in borrowed time too today, ah but tomorrow though it will eat up the borrowers and still by hungry afterwards..."

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repost from elsewhere, goblin doing a welcome
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Hello! I've been popping around the site for the past few days and I'm kind of curious what the procedure is to get more involved? Right now I have something published but I'm not getting any feedback on it, is that typical? There are so many unreviewed things that I'm afraid I'll never be seen on here, what makes you come back to the site?
"...welcome to here then..." smiled the goblin apologizing about the place being much like a ghostship without a crew, and with only those creatures who had hitched a ride onboard so to speak, at which point the goblin just turned back to xxxxx and mentioned "...well, if you ever lack for company I'll be here for you to chat with whenever, I mean I'm friendly enough, not that I cut it as a critic unless you want to write worse/worser/worsest, but what does that matter since there must be more posters reading posts these days than most anything else now, so doesn't the real question then become how does one pull those posters to one's posts here...", ah, but by "here" the goblin meant forumland in general rather than any one forum in particular, meanwhile the ghostship would no doubt take its passengers where it wilst then, the goblin too would just be here in passing it seems

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"...so it's america on the behest of saudi royal family that is bombing issis positions in syria and iraq, while it is russia on the behest of the syria's assad that is bombing issis positions too, where there is no liaison whatsoever between them, and where there is clearly no end in sight and with no set enemy neither, and where those then displaced by it either become terrorists or refugees depending if they have the will to fight on or not..." blurted the goblin at the absurdity of it all, where somewhere in the background of the goblin's mind the devil's voice was smugly relating "...so how do you like my proxy war goblin, yes it's a proxy war and it's coming to a country near you soon, so choose now between dying for what you believe in or living for what you don't believe in probably in a country that doesn't want you there neither, so either a refugee or a terrorist is your final choice isn't it, for if this is what my arab spring is now, just imagine what my pan european is not pan global summer will be like in the end..."

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the goblin was thinking that christmas wouldn't be christmas without feeling bloated, inebriated and dull before crowning it all by watching those christmas television shows too, "...ah yes, but the preparation has to be just right to really get the most out of one's christmas viewing..." remembered the goblin

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I wish I could say this thread is uplifting but it isn't.
Quote from: "Azhya Aryola"
I wish I could say this thread is uplifting but it isn't.
Did you expect it to be Azhya?
("...perhaps it's for the best that it isn't uplifting then..." smiled the goblin aware that the more he tried to please the further away it seemed to be from what he intended to be, then adding "...not that I'm trying to displease neither, just I'm trying to get the post right to myself in its reposting...")
repost from elsewhere
the goblin looked over to the old man who had had to bow to the pressure of his years and ever that slow unwelcome moderation towards of his lifestyle each time, how the old man had stuck it out in an ever increasing compromise between some prison like need for self preservation, and some inner desire for some reckless behavior still, but his age was like an encroaching tide of reality where reality was unavoidable, the goblin sighed "...I mean look at him, and how those consequences kill off any dashful spirit now, where would you believe me his childhood was once a folly of "no tomorrow" even...", yet the old man then looked back at the goblin and just shrugged in his compromise and muted surrender as he then pushed the coffee cup towards the goblin tapping its rim with his forefinger all with a gesture of undeniable encouragement, which was the point when the goblin for his part somehow understood what old man was getting at, smiling back "...ah no, no such surrender here, no indignity neither, nor even a compromise to that dailylife there, for here inside me now I am as I ever as I was, just a reckless child within..."

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repost from elsewhere
"...tonight I feel for some lost love stupidly..." smiled back the goblin simply reminiscing somewhat, sighing to the words "...such silliness at my age I know where it's right that I should pretend to be old and cold with a veneer of such polite indifference, yet I wonder if the music inside ever really stops entirely, so go hush my heart and crush all hopes, dash it all in the shatterings of first light once more, but not in this passing night now, for here alone I just seem cloaked in the speckled sky's warm darkness feeling just as young, and as foolish too, as I ever was where the music was as hers then and where she was still with me from all those moons back too..."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H-cavp9FkXE

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It's nice to see you here again fleamailman.
ac_smile
Quote from: "kiebers"
Still boils down to, don't like it don't read it. If there is something wrong with him posting what he does then I will submit there are drunk, repetitive, condescending posts from someone else here that quite a few don't like either. What, when and where..........
What is not clear is why this thread is in the Reject Rodeo? How did it qualify to be in this category?
Quote from: "Azhya Aryola"
Quote from: "kiebers"
Still boils down to, don't like it don't read it. If there is something wrong with him posting what he does then I will submit there are drunk, repetitive, condescending posts from someone else here that quite a few don't like either. What, when and where..........
What is not clear is why this thread is in the Reject Rodeo? How did it qualify to be in this category?
It's where he started it if I am not mistaken. I don't recall it being moved.
How odd. Maybe he/she feels like a reject or was rejected.
If writing is a form of art then shouldn't this be in the Art forum? I wonder why the writer feels they belong with the reject rodeo crowd.
Quote from: "Azhya Aryola"
If writing is a form of art then shouldn't this be in the Art forum? I wonder why the writer feels they belong with the reject rodeo crowd.
There is a reason why this thread started here, but I don't want to get into it again..
I do wish fleamailman would post more on the main board..
He's

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"...one finds me where the posters are since I like the interaction, and since I didn't see anything much happening elsewhere I just felt here would serve my purpose then..." confessed the goblin who didn't mind fending off dunce trolls if they couldn't find something more constructive to do, then adding "...yes I have an agenda who doesn't take advantage of their circumstances where generally those places that let me sleep lose me to those other places that interact yet at the end of the day I am alone upon this internet here, like you are too, ever just words on your screen, and it's never more than that really...", the goblin was up early this morning accompanying the sunrise as it were to good effect on a day that seemed cloudy once more, sighing "...the tradeoff is that it never gets deadly cold outside like up in the mountains, but that the sun rarely come out neither, thus this dull looking city of geneva switzerland sleeps through its winter finding me living on the internet instead..."

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What's with the "repost from elsewhere" and the dark images and the numbers below them? When things are mysterious, I tend to avoid, but that's just me. It does not have to suit me. It's just my observation. Life is complex as it is so I don't relish more mystery. My work is challenging enough so I don't enjoy figuring more out. I also write with the first letter in capitals and concrete sentences that end with periods. That's how I like it because I'm a creature of habit but this thread isn't mine so I'm just passing through so let the show go on.
Quote from: "Angry White Male"
You must understand that there are very few posters I dislike, Kiebers, and even fewer that I wish permabanned.
That being said, I desire that posters make an effort... An attempt at least... to generate their posts in such a manner that it is easy to read and to comprehend.
Flea has his "style." Since nobody responds to him, I can assume it's because they are like me... They don't read his posts.
The solution is simple... Take the time to properly generate a sentence, and even a paragraph. It's not hard!
Ive only ever seen one member reply to the Flea .
And that was to Rip him for reposting .
Quote from: "IRISH KAM"
Ive only ever seen one member reply to the Flea .
And that was to Rip him for reposting .
Go back to page one.
Quote from: "Azhya Aryola"
What's with the "repost from elsewhere" and the dark images and the numbers below them? When things are mysterious, I tend to avoid, but that's just me. It does not have to suit me. It's just my observation. Life is complex as it is so I don't relish more mystery. My work is challenging enough so I don't enjoy figuring more out. I also write with the first letter in capitals and concrete sentences that end with periods. That's how I like it because I'm a creature of habit but this thread isn't mine so I'm just passing through so let the show go on.
It's fleamailman's writing style.
Quote from: "kiebers"
Quote from: "IRISH KAM"
Ive only ever seen one member reply to the Flea .
And that was to Rip him for reposting .
Go back to page one.
Alright Feller . :sdfjh(2):
:laugh:
Quote from: "Azhya Aryola"
If writing is a form of art then shouldn't this be in the Art forum? I wonder why the writer feels they belong with the reject rodeo crowd.
There's only an art thread now.
Quote from: "kiebers"
:laugh:
:laugh:
Quote from: "Fashionista"
It's fleamailman's writing style.
So you understand the dark images and the mysterious numbers beneath them?
Quote from: "Azhya Aryola"
What's with the "repost from elsewhere" and the dark images and the numbers below them? When things are mysterious, I tend to avoid, but that's just me. It does not have to suit me. It's just my observation. Life is complex as it is so I don't relish more mystery. My work is challenging enough so I don't enjoy figuring more out. I also write with the first letter in capitals and concrete sentences that end with periods. That's how I like it because I'm a creature of habit but this thread isn't mine so I'm just passing through so let the show go on.
("...I reply to someone, or I post something anew, either way if I like what I have written I store it away in an air/edit/backup manner..." smiled the goblin who differed from most folks who never seemed to go back to their posts, before adding "...later, when the mood takes I'll look across my stored posts and pick out one that needs hewing into something more to my liking, another picture perhaps, clearer wording, etc., whereupon I'll post it up to another forum to see if it'll gain traction by way of hitcount or direct reply, and that's all it is I guess, save that the post has to look short, has to be me from a mile away, and has to meet a certain benchmark too...", whereupon the goblin just asked "...if you go through a gallery, bet you can tell which artist you come across, why, because they hold to their way of painting, whereas if you write like everyone else they like everyone else is all that it'll ever be...", in fact, the goblin's numbering the posts was either an accident or was there to indicate thread page/number of posts/hitcount)
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"...so the passion just comes to its climax each time, and then I'm stuck back in my reality once more..." ventured the goblin to the muse over the coffee table in his usual bistro now done up in christmas style now, continuing "...so I am no longer sure what really gives me the most pleasure here, oh yes, I have those needs, like everyone else has, which can be relieved by indulging myself, yet they only seem to return me back to myself afterwards and always at a price too...", somehow to the goblin it was the same for drink, as it was for food, and for those computer games too, in fact for whatever then just everything returned one, but the muse just looked back at the goblin till, after a while, she opened up her empty hands to him saying "...well now, that does rather betray your age here goblin, I mean, if you really do understand at this point that "everything returns you to yourself afterwards", then simply you've swapped your previous delusions for your present day disillusions, which admittedly is progress all the same...", and, although the goblin could follow her logic clearly, he could never quite tell if she wasn't actually laughing at him too

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Quote from: "kiebers"
Quote from: "IRISH KAM"
Ive only ever seen one member reply to the Flea. And that was to Rip him for reposting.
Go back to page one.
("...to see if your thread is working just keep an eye on the hitcount..." smiled the goblin who was often alone in his posting then sighing "...nobody reads my posts but it's always a somebody who replies...", in fact, the goblin only had to post from time to time, explaining "...it's easy in the long run, the question is just whether it's your nature...")
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the goblin didn't drink, or more truthfully he had shared a glass of white wine occasionally, feeling too, that his brain needed saving for the future, a flawed logic he suspected since it somewhat depended upon an assumption of a tomorrow that might not be, yet most people did die with much of their potential left unused and with their money still in the bank, saying "...yes, I am poor though not because of what I actually possess, more because I don't know how long I'll need it for, so one carries this responsibility for one's future by holding back and saving on..." and the longer the goblin anticipated his life to be simply the poorer one became by it, somehow that line old young is old long just seemed apt here, saying "...no only in my childhood did I ever live for today, so the me now is one that lives projected into the future, ah but at least that's better than the me who lives in the past I suppose..."

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Sup FORESKIN ?
Quote from: "IRISH KAM"
Sup FORESKIN ?
("...could be worse..." replied the goblin trying to think up a smart answer then realizing it would be inappropriate under the circumstances)
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the goblin showed up after a while it seems, saying "...I was a real man of action once, where today that sexual-contract seems to have both consequences and obligations that I can no longer afford of myself now, no not that I don't still recognize their beauty still, those curves of form, and my physical attraction towards them too, just that I value my independence more than I did back then...", in fact, the goblin was married but something inside him knew that if it were otherwise, he would not sign that sexual-contract ever again

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repost from elsewhere, why one should think on forumland level and not mere forum
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This thread is a puff of wind. I could exile it at the click of a mouse.
"...yes admin you could indeed, but then again that could that just happen anyway, where as in dailylife you can keep things alive but you can't keep alive forever, thus you can't guarantee this thread here or these posts now, for forumland offers no permanence to anything whatsoever and however many times I reposts these posts across its surface too, it all ends at some point where at best simply you threaten a dying man with a quicker death, a mere reprieve from what was just fate anyway..." replied the goblin who always advised posters to save their posts beforehand, adding "...no there's a tally here, deleted or otherwise, one that would just remain what it was at the time regardless, simply that tally being what have you posted for the duration that you have been here where if one hadn't backed up one's posts prior to their loss, too bad but nothing more than that though...", in fact, when the goblin had originally said what one's posts either condemns of condoles one's efforts, he hadn't meant it as how others saw one, nor to the success to the thread neither, nor any other individuality for that matter, no he meant his journey of self was simply this tally each time, just the progress of one's ability regardless where those locks or bans or deletions occurred for they were merely an after the fact externald, yet at the end of one's time one still knew where one stood upon one's journey to self being my meaning of that one's posts either condemn or condoles one's effort here comment there

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Hello felamailman.
ac_hithere
Quote from: "Fashionista"
Hello felamailman. ac_hithere
"...and nice to meet you too..." replied the goblin most cautiously indeed, not really cutting it as a troll though, feeling that flaming like that only put one into a box so to speak, one of met expectations perhaps, something forced as it were, then adding "...not a bad forum if I may say so now, where if you keep me company I'll keep this thread going where it is then...", the day was somewhat dull again, while outside the low cloud hid the sun to good effect where if not good in itself it did keep out the deep cold at night, then smiling "...I've met most of the others here before, not sure what they want from their posts though I mean those years pass and what have they have to show for it, how about you now, so what do you want for your being here..." and with that the goblin eyed through his posts to hew one amongst them more into something to his liking, but that was just the goblin for you, no he never wrote without reason to, time was of the essence still, as was both the effort and all the hewing too, but in the end only the inner result upon one's ability to produce made this process in itself meaningful really

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I don't know how to post in the way you are writing.
"...think of a victorian journal then, or one of those musical jam sessions, where you either join in the topic directly or contributes something you feel others would appreciate now, or even something you feel should be related anyway, where adding pictures, writing in third person, or anything else for that matter is just optional here..." mentioned the goblin again, continuing "...with me, it's three goals always, "a writer's way with words", "an illustrator's eye" and "an internet-self", so I just choose words, add pictures, and mold a persona of myself here, nothing to it really but very rewarding though...", at which point the goblin would then look at the text and wonder which picture it resembled now, something which if anything had actually grown harder, not easier, over these years now

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repost from elsewhere, the "what are things that you should be allowed to kill people for?
"...perhaps those who didn't believe that the end was coming deserve to die by that arrogance therein..." ventured the goblin reflecting upon the turn for the worse in the economic collapse today, with its growing unrest, coupled with the ongoing climatic change, and that spectre of war still, adding "...in other words those who think that things still are as they were then, those who simply look the other way each time, or distract themselves with petty games, or preoccupy themselves with the rat race instead, just those who blindly think that their government will somehow save them, or worse, those who try god to the hilt by becoming unquestioning sheep, yes those types for sure, for these are not the generous times of yesterday anymore, ah no, now more than ever one is on one's own to witness whatever comes next...", in fact, the goblin didn't know if he deserved to live neither but while he lived he would try to be worthy of that privilege perhaps

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God to the hilt? Send me an email asshole
does The Donald love God?
Who is his God?
Do I dislike Donald Trump? Just a little bit.
("...one question at a time then..." suggested the goblin thinking Wambo Rong had the right idea in posting, even it lacked focus, any coherence, and intention too, good for a first attempt perhaps, but then goblin in his benevolence added "...remember it's not too hard to post intelligently if you keep at it, it's just think it up, write it down, and hit the post button too, no, you can thank me later if you like once you've mastered the process then..." and with that the goblin posted another one now)
repost from elsewhere, chatting with the christians on their forum again
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ANYHOW- back to angels. Open your bible- look at the description of "Angels". Please observe the following: 1)They are always male- their names clue you in to their sex. 2)Human females find them desirable as sex mates (the reason for the flood with Noah- how timely this topic would show up with the new movie coming out) 3)They are always sent by G-d on a very specific mission to accomplish. Might be something as simple as delivering a message ("For this day a Savior has been born in the City of David" the Angels sang) or violence (An Angel sent by the Lord G-d to kill Moses because he hadn't circumsized his boys- which his first wife got angry and threw the foreskin/liberal brains at Moses and said "You have made me a bloody wife")
"...quite so, god's angels are just as you state there, true enough..." mentioned the goblin thinking upon it now, then continuing "...but to me what I call "life's angels" are something day to day here, more simply they're those trials and tribulations that one wrestles throughout one's life, and how they seem legion don't they, with names like "death" "poverty" "pain" "rejection" "depression" "addiction" "old age" "loss" and "failure" together with so many others that escape my recollection here, yet without battling them we'd have no real humanity to speak of really, no way to find our own strengths and compassions per se, for our eyes would be as closed, and our understanding would be as warped too, as those pharisees who thinks that god can somehow be duped by reciting scriptures while following lookgood rituals alone, where instead it's proper to learn from those angels there, and where if a man doesn't subdue those angels then those angels are somehow wasted upon him in the confrontation, so I repeat myself in saying life's angels are not there to be nice they're there to help one shine in their reflection..."

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("...one question at a time then..." suggested the goblin thinking Wambo Rong had the right idea in posting, even it lacked coherence, but then added "...remember it's think it up, write it down, then hit the post button too, you can thank me later if you l like one you've mastered the process then..." and with that the goblin posted another one now...")
repost from elsewhere, chatting with the christians on their forum again
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ANYHOW- back to angels. Open your bible- look at the description of "Angels". Please observe the following: 1)They are always male- their names clue you in to their sex. 2)Human females find them desirable as sex mates (the reason for the flood with Noah- how timely this topic would show up with the new movie coming out) 3)They are always sent by G-d on a very specific mission to accomplish. Might be something as simple as delivering a message ("For this day a Savior has been born in the City of David" the Angels sang) or violence (An Angel sent by the Lord G-d to kill Moses because he hadn't circumsized his boys- which his first wife got angry and threw the foreskin/liberal brains at Moses and said "You have made me a bloody wife")
"...quite so, god's angels are just as you state there, true enough..." mentioned the goblin thinking upon it now, then continuing "...but to me what I call "life's angels" are something day to day here, more simply they're those trials and tribulations that one wrestles throughout one's life, and how they seem legion don't they, with names like "death" "poverty" "pain" "rejection" "depression" "addiction" "old age" "loss" and "failure" together with so many others that escape my recollection here, yet without battling them we'd have no real humanity to speak of really, no way to find our own strengths and compassions per se, for our eyes would be as closed, and our understanding would be as warped too, as those pharisees who thinks that god can somehow be duped by reciting scriptures while following lookgood rituals alone, where instead it's proper to learn from those angels there, and where if a man doesn't subdue those angels then those angels are somehow wasted upon him in the confrontation, so I repeat myself in saying life's angels are not there to be nice they're there to help one shine in their reflection..."

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nice try fleabag but you don't even get half me. I don't flood with text. See Me
Quote from: "Wambo Rong"
Quote from: "fleamailman"
("...one question at a time then..." suggested the goblin thinking Wambo Rong had the right idea in posting, even it lacked coherence, but then added "...remember it's think it up, write it down, then hit the post button too, you can thank me later if you like once you've mastered the process then..." and with that the goblin posted another one now...")nice try fleabag but you don't even get half me. I don't flood with text. See Me
nice try fleabag but you don't even get half me. I don't flood with text. See Me
("...not trying, all this comes naturally to me now, though that's not your question I hope, so why did you ask a whole bunch of incoherence if none of what you asked before you care to repeat in order to get an answer now..." inquired the goblin with only Wambo Rong's welfare in mind here, adding "...remember, it's think it up, write it down, then hit the post button too, not too hard once you get the hang of it...")
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how strangely it seems now, that the goblin and the mommies went so far back together then, "...ah, those women and that realm of women's interests forums, one which is always so strange to anyone uninitiated, as I was at the time I remember..." ventured the goblin, adding "...but they're avid readers and a force in their own right on their boards...", outside now, those relentless wheels of passing cars just crushed the fallen water of the wet road in that unmistakable sound of light monotonous rain, and inside too, the bistro resembled the goblin's props of a "last post" thread, or whatever would equivocate to that in his dailylife to a "last post" thread that is, till the goblin just added "...a creature of habit I am too, though part of me always rebels against this course of least resistance that I always choose for myself within dailylife, for folks, I will never be that meat and two veg writer, that all this meat and two veg existence is about, no that's just not me here...", and it almost seems now that the mommies had somehow taught the goblin to rebel like this, for certainly a debt to them was heartfelt

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Good morning fleamailman.
ac_hithere
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Good morning fleamailman. ac_hithere
("...hithere then..." replied the goblin hoping that Fashinista didn't mind Wambo Allwrong first attempt at trolling there, suspecting too that he'd get the hang of it eventually, meanwhile though the rest of us would have to hide our embarrassment out of politeness, but then the goblin restarted turning to more important matters, asking simply "...what do you want for your time here, how does this forum serve you too, and how do you see your posting in the future..." whereupon the goblin turned back to his posts, yes he had so many that needed hewing still, somehow he understood that it was a defiance towards his dailylife in that his dailylife wanted him either to focus on the rat-race or to distract himself with pastimes, but the goblin knew the score, sighing "...so easy to lose sight of the real goal of figuring out the bigger picture, part of which is their agenda no doubt, and yet who hasn't an agenda now, only the question is can you figure it out before it occurs...", as his finger pressed the post button)
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what kind of a person keeps this up for so long?
"...someone who can make 100hits a post in the end..." replied the goblin, adding "...just someone who can do this repeatedly across many forumland too, where I'm just toying with them till they can match me now, why, because when they can match me is when I get something worth reading in return, no I had this type conversation with xxxxx yesterday, and xxxxx the day before that, that simply the point of this is not what results as in what gets written down, instead it's the practice of posting which counts, so choose wisely your next question, or you can join them others in missing that point there, simply I am sharpening my pen in the practice of posting here, where I only have three goals by it, a writer's way with words, an illustrator's eye, and an credible person, none of which will come about if I sit idly by or waste my time trolling like they do..."

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repost from elsewhere, the troll's forum
"...nah, a troll never has the initiative, always he has to cling to the shirttails of others here, so years pass and looking back he has nothing to show for it bar his trolling, becoming much like the donkey in pinocchio with only himself to blame..." mentioned the goblin well aware of the tally-benchmark of one's posts was something that would catch up with everyone eventually, adding "...thus I feed to read here humans, where your reading me means nothing, but at some point something snaps within you and then one stops trying to emulate the others around you for some bland acceptance by them, instead one thinks "no, I'm going to post for myself now", and then one's posts change, for one starts writing for oneself, yet how does one know when this has come about, because it's about then that the trolls start clinging to one's shirttails, that's how one knows..."

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Once someone declared this to me, "let me speak plainly now..." only to find their message confusing. How can plainly speaking be confusing?
Quote from: "fleamailman"

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This fellow looks like Peyman Maadi. He first caught my eye in Camp X-Ray. He could have been in other films I've seen before but I only took notice of him in Camp X-Ray.
Quote from: "Azhya Aryola"
Once someone declared this to me, "let me speak plainly now..." only to find their message confusing. How can plainly speaking be confusing?
("...the difference between style and content perhaps, where the style has been dropped but where the content remains complex..." ventured the goblin guessing then but not knowing really, while outside the day seemed one of clearing clouds over wet cold ground, the goblin for his part on his day off would head to the bistro shortly, merely he was killing time till tomorrow then, asking "...what does one do on one's day off...")
repost from elsewhere, the lupusbot's forum, the last post thread
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Lupusbot is back! Pain is still hanging around but it needs to go away...perhaps if I quit over using it on this keyboard might help! I'm so glad you didn't forget this board. I'm bringing everyone back here from xxxxx website as they will start charging in July.. Now I'm last.. I won!
"...yes you won there too but do not win for my sake alone, just come whenever post whatever as I really wouldn't have it any other way now..." replied the goblin grateful to admin for her kindness towards him and her effort towards herself, adding "...you see, this thread is really only meant for winners, and what I mean by "winning" is just not giving up, nor or giving in, to one's dailylife there...", so the goblin knew that if he posted only to please queenlupus now, it would be so fake that he would just fail, no, so he too was on his journey to self here, saying "...elsewhere I am either a famous livewriter or just that notorious troll depending on who reads me I guess, yet here I am just your friend again, so win through now and I will be here whenever you post too, and here when you don't post even..."

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Quote from: "Azhya Aryola"
This fellow looks like Peyman Maadi. He first caught my eye in Camp X-Ray. He could have been in other films I've seen before but I only took notice of him in Camp X-Ray.
"...I didn't know that was what it was or who it was, no I only picked the picture because visually it matched the sentiment of the text there..." mentioned the goblin who often found out that the reader saw something quite different because they knew the background of the picture, adding "...yet most folks are unaware like me, so the picture works in its underlining...")
repost from elsewhere, an american "last post" thread(written years before trump came to power)
"..still making me think there..." said the goblin loving the reply, adding "...but what if there were a slippery slope here, where it simply starts off as something innocent and acceptable enough but then descends as something more sinister...", of course the goblin was now thinking about the swiss in their recent "no" vote to minarets, thus banning minarets from being built in switzerland, "...for example, an analogy then, what if some forum were to first throw out all its trolls, then to move to those who used bad language, from there to those who posted nudity in any form, on to the those whose opinions were too radical, etc., on until only the admin and his or her clones remained, in short what a "narrow minded" forum it would then become by it, albeit one that might well have reached those aims through a consensus of democratic means as in this case...", simply the goblin was thinking back now, to how correct and enticing those same type n*zi messages must have sounded to mr average during the pre war depression years to those who, when faced with the twin burdens of a hyper inflation on the one hand and political impotence on the other, wanted something to be done about it, so the goblin merely concluded "...lets pray then that this minaret vote here was just a "one off" then, or conversely let's start to worry about who might be next then on their list now..."

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repost from elsewhere, just sharing
the goblin sits in the bistro again, readying his brain for "take off" that is, "...ah, just a little more imagination and I will be out of here in my own world once more...", though meanwhile he just looks at the group of middle aged men chatting and drinking away next to him, dismissing them as somewhat old school, "...ah now, there but for the grace of forumland goes me then..." he types into the slot observing them still, while the white wine remains ever their preferred medium of escape it seems, adding "...their choice I know, and perhaps it's the same escape we all seek too, our escape from dailylife, though tomorrow they'll just be back here once more, while I'll be editing this portrayal of them I guess, this is, of their drowning in their drinks only to be flung back onto some shore of sobriety afterwards in some senseless repetition, at the same altar again, that same ritual, with exactly the same result too...", not that this shore of sobriety was very forgiving for that matter, for what did it ever offer one instead now "...and besides, what does this life owe anyone anyway..."asked the goblin once more as he escaped away onto forumland in his turn

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I avoid images with dark messages, favoring lightness to darkness.
Quote from: "Azhya Aryola"
I avoid images with dark messages, favoring lightness to darkness.
I like fleamailman.
Quote from: "Azhya Aryola"
I avoid images with dark messages, favoring lightness to darkness.
"...that's like pulling one's punches a bit, as if all that one writes was somehow sugar coated meant to please stuff, pass, I'll leave disney to corner that approach there, I'm more for leaving the reader guessing now..." mentioned the goblin suspecting that it was a matter of personal choice though, then restarting "...me I only have to get the post right to myself really, meaning that the reader comes along for the ride somewhat, not that I'll know what I'll write next really only that my benchmark is ever "me to myself" by it...", the morning was fast flooding in from the east, the goblin on his day off imagined that he would go to the bistro again, sighing "...am I not happily insignificant in dailylife here, yes a life of king log as it were mixed in with madame bovary perhaps not that I'm tempting fate to have it otherwise though, only that this old age holds little youthful adventure and thus I'm thrown back to my own devices such as being online each time, I read the posts with a passion yet I know that being online is all about conversing with people one doesn't know who aren't really there neither, no only words on my screen in front of me it is then...", "...naah, it's just all in your mind goblin..." voiced the slot in the growing light now

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Quote from: "Fashionista"
Quote from: "Azhya Aryola"
I avoid images with dark messages, favoring lightness to darkness.
I like fleamailman.
"...here to be liked then..." smiled the goblin on his dayoff still, while the bistro at this point seemed alive with imposing womenfolk, their snappy dogs, and those toddlers playing in their corner, and where the communication between them was so constant enough as to have to goblin place headphones firmly over his ears in full escape mood, yes the music was just whatever could take him out of himself in what he was writing instead, perhaps he could write about politics again, asking himself "...so will trump trump the swamp or will the swamp swamp trump, who knows, and either way why is the witch still there in our midst, I mean why hasn't haiti issued an arrest warrant for her if less then 1% of what she collected on their behalf after the earthquake got to them now, thus the clinton foundation makes a laughing stock of the american judicial system, where both the CIA in its intransigence and the mainstream media in its acquiescence, tells you all you need to know about the stink of capital hill today..."

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("...ah I remember that film I think..." went the goblin not really sure though, so his work day it was then, yet he still had time to slip in the odd post while waiting, the music was queen's "somebody to love" with memories of a different time drifting back in london with that competing rat race again and his not wanting to compete in it, a loser with the wish to be lose instead, sighing "...naah, my youth didn't let me be youthful long enough, I would have liked to innocent longer, I'm not angry but I won't go back neither, still a coward towards my past then...")
repost from elsewhere
"...perhaps one never sees one's final "self" until one's final moment then, all being like a "journey to self" till one reaches "self" by it, why, because each time you look back you say "yes, that was then but now I know myself better", or conversely you say "I'm no longer sure of myself anymore" meaning either way then you're ahead of your previous self as if only by that gained understanding therein, thus it's a progression of selves on a journey to death perhaps even if I prefer to call it one's "journey to self" instead." ventured the goblin in this his late reply and down with hey fever too, adding "...yes it's always been a journey to self like this, and wasn't that just one's reality all along, this living on yet dying still, so I agree one can't win outright against this by neither the lessons of the past, nor by the lessons of now, nor even by those of the future too, for in truth this life was ever just this winning the unwinnable while one still could, where perhaps only the dead have won this game outright now, where the rest of us it's merely "dying on a reprieve of borrowed time while it lasts" yes but it's still "winning the unwinnable" in this moment for one is here still...", where no one had any more tomorrow than anyone else then

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repost from elsewhere, conversing with an author who had writer's block
whereupon the goblin landed fresh form fending off yet another hoard of stomping mummies on his "last post" thread somewhere else, saying "...one of the most overlooked and simplest ways to overcome writer's block is to engage oneself in rapport with someone else, so share your stuff a bit more, mix the plot into the post, bring the plot to life in your posts and it will live for you as you to yourself, plus try out writing tricks and styles too in your posts, but remember one thing if you don't enjoy what you write, then something is probably wrong and back that writer's block will return, so look to your posts now, because if you yourself aren't looking at your post, then your readers certainly are, where if you narrate, illustrate and genuinely become more imaginative too, who knows what you'll posts you'll make with a mind that seems on fire for its ideas anew, from posts the practice, from practice the book then, good luck..."

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Have a nice weekend fleamailman.
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("...back to editing then..." went the goblin)
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"...well I suppose it's just passing the essence of one's existence through the focus of one's pen then..." replied the goblin suspecting that sounded slightly better than daydreaming away over a laptop in a bistro to a coffee, and then the music started where that solemn captain kirk unmistakable voice commenced "...imagination, that final frontier, to boldly daydream where no other goblin has ever daydreamed before...", the music together with his coffee propelled his now warped mind at warped speed, just the goblin's imminent escape opened up before him once more where the nigh impossible conquest of forumland was there too, smiling "..ah no, the futility of it is never an issue where one's escape is concerned, for all that ever matters is one's trying to escape still..."

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repost from elsewhere, new, in defense of the forum
whereupon the goblin saluted those trolls who kept coming back form elsewhere, saying "...but why would you care to post to a forum that you don't wish to be part of, for surely that just means that the forum you claim to be so much better does not meet all your needs, whereas me, I am only upon those forums that I feel one can advance one's persona upon, so yes you can rant as much as you like about this forum not being as good as somewhere else then, but as long as you remain here, your evident contradiction becomes all too apparent and speaks far louder than any of your barbs might...", so the PO here, just like the rest of visiting trolls too, had simply painted himself into a corner by his remaining to rant, for who could have it both ways where no one was asking those who didn't like being here to remain here, smiling "...thanks for showing up in mass, yet your raid is falling apart don't you think..."

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