I'm increasingly getting isolated here, perhaps it's simply withdrawing from the world, enforced by the 20" of snow the last couple of weeks. I feel it.
It's not a good feeling.

I'll just keep getting up, and putting my boots on.
(((((rhino)))))ygmir wrote:hang the fuck on , ^Rhino!
good on ya for keeping busy.
reach out here, or other spots on eplaya.
snarky as many of us are, we care.
to hold the souls of the dead
in your grasp
and as if to say:
"no, don't go, I want you."
"it's all about me..........and my desire"
don't follow the light, don't do what must be done.
I, am what's important.
linger, here, suffer, as I do.
no, no, that's not right.
We hold memory dear, we dream, we re-live
we miss them and want the best.
and,
we must let go........
we must allow them, to travel to the distant shore,
to wake, from the nightmare we hold them in.
How selfish, to hold them here........their love for you
remains, but, the body does not......and, the soul is tortured.
release, love and release, for it is the way of things.
will you meet again? who knows, one would think not,
but, as souls intertwine, and pass each other in the crowded place of man..........one can hope, only to recognize........but, one can hope to catch the tide, as well.............
I loved you
I love you
and on this plane, I always will.
I will remember,
and, I will let you go.
Go, go now to your destiny, seek the path, find the bed, rest, and start again........
Absolutely agree, with added *fuck* for the thread and another (((hug))) for (((everybody))).Triken wrote:(((((rhino)))))ygmir wrote:hang the fuck on , ^Rhino!
good on ya for keeping busy.
reach out here, or other spots on eplaya.
snarky as many of us are, we care.
to hold the souls of the dead
in your grasp
and as if to say:
"no, don't go, I want you."
"it's all about me..........and my desire"
don't follow the light, don't do what must be done.
I, am what's important.
linger, here, suffer, as I do.
no, no, that's not right.
We hold memory dear, we dream, we re-live
we miss them and want the best.
and,
we must let go........
we must allow them, to travel to the distant shore,
to wake, from the nightmare we hold them in.
How selfish, to hold them here........their love for you
remains, but, the body does not......and, the soul is tortured.
release, love and release, for it is the way of things.
will you meet again? who knows, one would think not,
but, as souls intertwine, and pass each other in the crowded place of man..........one can hope, only to recognize........but, one can hope to catch the tide, as well.............
I loved you
I love you
and on this plane, I always will.
I will remember,
and, I will let you go.
Go, go now to your destiny, seek the path, find the bed, rest, and start again........
indeed, we do care.
and goose bumps, Yggy!
well said.
Well Bin, fucking friends is better than not fucking.Bin Noddin wrote:A few weeks ago she said "oh, you're sooooooo sweet".
I'm thinking: "prelude to the friend zone".
Last night she out and said it. Yup, another fucking friend.