--Elite Writer Alias: monad Name: Bruce ASL: 64/M/California Website:[ Website ] Days Away: 191 Life Story: [ Ignore User ]
Favorites: 44 Forum Posts: 0 Shoutbox Posts: 39 RP Posts: 0 Signup Date: 3397 D 9.31 Years 0.93 Decades 113.23 Months 485.29 Weeks 3.397000e+8 Heart Beats -There you go eggman Quote: If a man speaks in the forest, and there is no woman there to hear him, is he still wrong??
Gosh, lately I've been feeling really good physically and my perceptions of the world seem almost artificially "perfect" in the particular way that so called reality is manifesting itself. This kind of reminds me of a certain red-plum tree in my grandmother's yard that produced the most beautiful and perfect tasting plums... just before it rotted and died. ;) On the other hand, I've been rotting for a very long time so the other diagnosis could be that this wonderful improvement of all things of late is strictly a mental construction (or destruction?) that accompanies getting older. "What, me worry?" - AEN
Oh, the Incubus is a "nice" demon... so much the better that way. 'Tis a seduction as opposed to rape, but then considering all the advantages available to such an entity with regards to knowing what makes humans tick, it may be that even a slight degree of wanting (normal and healthy among humans) or even just feeling lonely could easily open such a door be it a dream or something more tangible. Regardless the "victim" thereby should properly be held blameless in any case. IMHO
I've been tackling a new job which hasn't left much time for the "good life", but I did notice that my last entry prior to this (on my page) did mention it was time for a Guinness. Apparently I get in the mood for poetry and beer at the same time? Not to mention the local Celtic Fest is this weekend although the venue they now use does not allow the sale of beer there. Serious Celts manage to smuggle theirs in. Speaking of which, I have a Founder's Dirty Bastard Scotch style ale now settling into a mug. ;) Regards my friend.
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