The Longest Thread Ever!

[BadNick]

I hope you're OK, MOAB ...that exclamation sounds not so good. Unless you mean it as an exclamation of joy?

[MexicanOnABike]

no ... stress in my life.

[ring]

Garlic keeps the vampires away,
umm...if you want to keep them away,
so I've heard.

I kinda think hot vampire sex sounds perfect right now.

[BadNick]

There's no accounting for taste.

[genuinegirly]

Vampire sex sounds frightening. Nibbling is fun, though.

[BadNick]

In this Longest Thread today since it's Veteran's Day in the U.S., Remeberance Day in Canada, other similar tributes to veterans of war in other countries...I'm throwing up this pic from the Longest Day. It was just a movie and far from the horrors of the "real thing" but, hey, it has the word "longest" in it:

[MexicanOnABike]

let's have the world's longest moment of silence for everyone that died, that worked, and w/e else in the army for GOOD of our country.

[Ourcrazymodern?]

The fluid belongs
elswhere or else its nowhere;
where the fuck is it?

[Ourcrazymodern?]

Being a breatharian
but requiring very little air
I feel OK to write this.

[ring]

Busy busy beautiful Bokononists.

[genuinegirly]

Wednesday
Wed
nes
day

we dnes day

wedn esd ay

we nedd say

dday we nes

[Ourcrazymodern?]

You believe!
I can do this too.
But I don't.

[genuinegirly]

bunnies bumbling briskly 'bout a backyard

[BadNick]

As Winter approaches, I long for long longjohns, longingly.

[Ourcrazymodern?]

"That had to have hurt"
The bunnies bounced & betwixt,
them were SOME apples.

(wasting another)

I make some mistakes,
but I hate greedy assholes,
so I will fuck them.

[ring]

I miss the verbose, wise and kind,
striped-cat-bunny-rabbit.

An intelligentleman.

*sigh*

[genuinegirly]

jetee not about these days?

I love autumn
sunsets.

[ottopilot]

It's about that time for some warm Dicken's Cider.

[MexicanOnABike]

sure.

[Ourcrazymodern?]

I don't remember
what to be unbroken was:
Maybe now I can't.

[ring]

I have heard that:
being at the end of your rope,
is a sacred place to be.

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Desiderata - by max ehrmann
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.

Take kindly to the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.

Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann c.1920

[genuinegirly]

There's only one real option. Up.

[ring]

I planted 22 tulip bulbs this fall.
My sister bought them for me when she had a layover in Amsterdam.

11 dark purple,
11 deep orange.
(the double type)

Winters are long here.
The tulips will poke their little spears up most likely sometime in early April.
They always do.

[Ourcrazymodern?]

I have strong teeth, & I respond.

[MexicanOnABike]

it's almost xmas time! that means: time to GIVE! give more posts to this thread or santa will hunt you down and kill you. ok?

we usually fought over milestone posts and now we're slowly moving.

post 16000 very soon!!!

[BadNick]

a small step for The Longest Thread, a giant leap for BadNick

[genuinegirly]

Tulips!!!

I told Tt today that if Ohio has no tulips, I will start planting them like mad - guerrilla gardening style.

[BadNick]

I love tulips, I have a bunch in my yard along with crocus, daffodils and hyacinths. I plant a few each spring and I've been planting in this yard for 30 years now. But these early spring flowers seem too short-lived. Flowers are so beautiful they can make me happy to be alive. Maybe that's one reason they are used at funerals.

gg, if you start planting tulips in Ohio and head east, I'll start spreading wildflower seeds in Pennsylvania and head west and we'll pollinate the whole world. It's good for bees, too.

Those little crocus are so brave to poke out early even through the snow.

[Ourcrazymodern?]

He thought to herself,
"I have one sacred letter, which I'll hang onto."

Then, at last,
S/he chuckled a bit,
wishing more.

[MexicanOnABike]

still. like 50 more posts dudes!!

[Ourcrazymodern?]

It takes light to make a picture, & belief to make a hope.

Did I already post this?

[ring]

hellifiknow

(that is a cross between an elephant an a rhino)

[genuinegirly]

BadNick, yes. Let's spread the flowers.
My grandmother had a row of 2 kinds of crocus lining each of her flowerbeds - one autumn-blooming, the other bloomed in early spring. Her garden was magical.

[BadNick]

15954
flowers, more

[ring]

Song of the Flower XXIII by Khalil Gibran

I am a kind word uttered and repeated
By the voice of Nature;
I am a star fallen from the
Blue tent upon the green carpet.
I am the daughter of the elements
With whom Winter conceived;
To whom Spring gave birth; I was
Reared in the lap of Summer and I
Slept in the bed of Autumn.


At dawn I unite with the breeze
To announce the coming of light;
At eventide I join the birds
In bidding the light farewell.


The plains are decorated with
My beautiful colors, and the air
Is scented with my fragrance.


As I embrace Slumber the eyes of
Night watch over me, and as I
Awaken I stare at the sun, which is
The only eye of the day.


I drink dew for wine, and hearken to
The voices of the birds, and dance
To the rhythmic swaying of the grass.


I am the lover's gift; I am the wedding wreath;
I am the memory of a moment of happiness;
I am the last gift of the living to the dead;
I am a part of joy and a part of sorrow.


But I look up high to see only the light,
And never look down to see my shadow.
This is wisdom which man must learn.

[BadNick]

pick me! pick me! pick me! I'm the one!

[Esoteric]

Oh snap.

[BadNick]

1 + 5 - 9 - (5 - 8) ... = 0

[Ourcrazymodern?]

I have a belief
that might amount to nothing;
it's that I believe.

[BadNick]

I like to believe. I want to believe. But I need a reason.