08-19-2004, 09:48 AM | #2 (permalink) |
Tilted Cat Head
Administrator
Location: Manhattan, NY
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Life is about relationships with friends, lovers, family, neighbors...
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I don't care if you are black, white, purple, green, Chinese, Japanese, Korean, hippie, cop, bum, admin, user, English, Irish, French, Catholic, Protestant, Jewish, Buddhist, Muslim, indian, cowboy, tall, short, fat, skinny, emo, punk, mod, rocker, straight, gay, lesbian, jock, nerd, geek, Democrat, Republican, Libertarian, Independent, driver, pedestrian, or bicyclist, either you're an asshole or you're not. |
08-19-2004, 10:17 AM | #4 (permalink) | |
Junkie
Moderator Emeritus
Location: Chicago
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Quote:
Oh wait.... :i'm depressed:
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Free your heart from hatred. Free your mind from worries. Live simply. Give more. Expect less.
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08-23-2004, 10:18 PM | #10 (permalink) |
Crazy
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Life is about busting your ass earning money to buy shit you don't need. You make some kids to keep you busy and sane, and you tell yourself you're doing great. Until one day, you're too old to work, your hands are shaking, and all you can do is sit in a rocking chair and think: "How did I get this old this fast?"
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08-30-2004, 06:56 AM | #19 (permalink) |
Leaning against the -Sun-
Super Moderator
Location: on the other side
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Life SHOULD be about relationships...those you love, those you cherish, those who cherish you back...that's what makes me happy.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look We are ever unapparent. What we are Cannot be transfused into word or book. Our soul from us is infinitely far. However much we give our thoughts the will To be our soul and gesture it abroad, Our hearts are incommunicable still. In what we show ourselves we are ignored. The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged By any skill of thought or trick of seeming. Unto our very selves we are abridged When we would utter to our thought our being. We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams, And each to each other dreams of others' dreams. Fernando Pessoa, 1918 |
08-30-2004, 10:23 AM | #20 (permalink) |
Semi-Atomic
Location: Home.
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Life is about getting by. Wading through all the crap, until you reach that one happy moment that carries you through the next batch of shit.
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
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Someday, someone will best me. But it won't be today, and it won't be you. |
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