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I don’t think I have ever been this emotionally screwed up in my life. Recent events have stripped me down and forced me to look inwards…to look beyond my insecurities and take stock of who I truly am. My mind took over my body…everything became lightning fast…senses heightened to the point of causing commonplace occurrences to be…intense…powerful…overwhelming and painful at times.

This all occurred because I could not find a logical answer to a simple question: Why? I scoured my memory for details I may have missed, signs I may have ignored…I wondered about strong feelings I had in the past that were cast aside as misjudgments, paranoia. Still nothing fit…nothing explained why. I sifted through my home…what was left of it…until I couldn’t bear the very thought of being there. I ran…speeding through days and nights without realizing one had ended and another had begun.

My mind would soar… it did not matter that I did not know why… and then my psyche asked the unanswerable question again…and dive…endlessly… nothing to hold on to…nothing to feel but the soft wind of the descent…eventually the void was comforting…it led to oblivion

I have had answers since…complicated and simple. Devastating and enlightening. The end results are my solace…my strength…my love.

I have learned to hate

I can not cope with hatred. I have never hated before…I realize that now that I am burdened with it. I may have felt the annoying burn of greatly disliking something or someone…hate tries to engulf you in her flame…blinding you until you stumble over the edge…

Nothing is as beautiful as true love or is anything as devastating as true hatred.

I truly hate…

Weakness

I lost 26 lbs in less than 2 months

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scarecrow777 [ 2001-08-15 09:24:29 ]

Comment by scarecrow777

I am sorry that you are filling the moods that you are going through. I can’t help to feel responsible for them. I can’t apologise enough to sedate your overwhelming pain that I have caused. But I truly LOVE YOU ! And I want US to be FOREVER! It is hard for me to cope with life sometimes because I fell I have been EMOTIONALLY stripped! I am tired of the soul robbing torture-test that I have been through. But their is always more to come. And I have to endure! But as much as I am hard assed, strong minded, And hell bent on keeping my Independence. I do want you by my side for LOVE and EMOTIONAL support. MY LOVE IS TRUE FOR YOU! MY CREEPIGURL! I will cradle your SOUL in my HEART ALWAYS !!! Even if I’m callus or an ass hole or what ever mood I’m in, You will always be in my HEART!

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scarecrow777 [ 2001-08-15 09:27:27 ]

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Do not ERASE your FEELINGS that you have typed down!

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~The Spider and the Fly~
:: M O R A L . O F . T H E . S T O R Y ::

"Will you walk into my parlour?"
Said the spider to the fly;
"'Tis the prettiest little parlour
That ever you did spy.
The way into my parlour
Is up a winding stair;
And I have many curious things
To show you when you're there."
"Oh, no, no," said the little fly;
"To ask me is in vain;
For who goes up your winding stair
Can ne'er come down again."

I'm sure you must be weary, dear,
With soaring up so high;
Will you rest upon my little bed?"
Said the spider to the fly.
"There are pretty curtains all around,
The sheets are fine and thin,
And if you want to rest awhile,
I'll snugly tuck you in!"
"Oh, no, no," said the little fly;
"For I've often heard it said,
They never, never wake again
Who sleep upon your bed!"

Said the cunning spider to the fly,-
"Dear friend, what can I do
To prove the warm affection
I've always felt for you?
I have within my pantry
Good store of all that's nice;
I'm sure you're very welcome-
Will you please to take a slice?"
"Oh, no, no," said the little fly,
"Kind sir, that cannot be;
I've heard what's in your pantry,
And I do not wish to see!"

"Sweet creature!" said the spider,
"You're witty and you're wise;
How handsome are your gauzy wings,
How brilliant are your eyes!
I have a little looking-glass
Upon my parlour shelf;
If you'll step in one moment, dear,
You shall behold yourself."
"I thank you, gentle sir," she said,
"For what you're pleased to say,
And, bidding you good-morning now,
I'll call another day."
The spider turned him round about,
And went into his den,
For well he knew the silly fly
Would soon come back again.
So he wove a subtle web
In a little corner sly,
And set his table ready
To dine upon the fly.

Then he came out to his door again,
And merrily did sing,
"Come hither, hither, pretty fly,
With the pearl and silver wing;
Your robes are green and purple,
There's a crest upon your head;
Your eyes are like the diamond bright,
But mine are dull as lead!"

Alas! alas! how very soon
This silly little fly,
Hearing his wily, flattering words,
Came slowly flitting by!
With buzzing wings she hung aloft,
Then near and nearer drew,
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes,
And green and purple hue-

Thinking only of her crested head-
Poor foolish thing! At last
Up jumped the cunning spider,
And fiercely held her fast.
He dragged her up his winding stair,
Into his dismal den:
Within his little parlour,-
But she ne'er came out again!

And now, dear little children
feeds Who may this story read,
To idle, silly, flattering words,
I pray you ne'er give heed;
Unto an evil counselor
Close heart and ear and eye,
And take a lesson from this tale
Of the Spider and the Fly.

~Mary Howitt, Circa 1829~

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