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silent woman
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Post by silent woman » December 11th, 2008, 7:00 pm

Doreen Peri wrote:
i didn't learn
anything
from it
myself
I wish I had commented on that earlier. I thought it was a honest and funny reply. I wish I had said it.

I could not even understand why it was posted to the creative board.
If you can't give me love and peace, Then give me bitter fame. — Akhmatova.

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Post by K&D » December 11th, 2008, 7:27 pm

me too....

silent women your not an incarnation of StillTruckin are you
because your name couldn't be more appropriate for my thoughts- my guilt of late.
Blah!

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Post by stilltrucking » December 11th, 2008, 7:34 pm

RE: Silent Woman

Yes, it is.

I should make a note of that.



sorry

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Post by K&D » December 11th, 2008, 7:40 pm

arggggg arggg argggg !

thats o.k, sometimes i think old men are the synthesis of male and female.....for better or worse.

i'm going out again tonight, so i won't just be refreashing and refreashing....you and I are blabber mouths you know that right....

some people self censor, others process out loud. nothing wrong with it.


I just do one under one identity.

I knew, I got you pegged you crazy old man! :D
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Post by stilltrucking » December 11th, 2008, 7:54 pm

Trying not ramble all over sweetwater's post. This is the bit from Nietzsche I was paraphrasing above.
"As for the rest of life - so--called "experience" - who among us is serious enough for, that? Or, has time enough? When it comes to such matters, our heart is simply not in it - we don't even lend our ear. Rather, as a man divinely abstracted and self-absorbed into whose ears the bell has just drummed the twelve strokes of noon will suddenly awake with a start and ask himself what hour has actually struck, we sometimes rub our ears after the event and ask ourselves, astonished and at a loss, "What have we really experienced?" - or rather, "Who are we, really?" And we recount the twelve tremulous strokes of out- experience, our life, our being, but unfortunately count wrong.
I hope you have a good time tonight
Glad you can see through me.

sincerely
jt

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