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  • Broken
    it's time to let out your closeted goth and be what it is that you say are
    • plushy
  • Lost
    @plushy That has a multi faceted answer. Though the long and short of it is that I've, in one way or another, embraced the darkness. Just not...
    • Xinyta
  • Lost
    Why are you a "closeted goth" ?
    • plushy
  • I'm Not An Artist.
    Do not feed into the lies of the mind. No one and nothing can stop you from trying, other than yourself. I draw on occasion. You'll see my profile...
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  • Lost
    It's difficult when you're caught between wanting to improve - which means self analysis, and wanting to let go - which means no analysing of...
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Dark clouds of sadness tears fall as rain shadow of lonelyness relationship over once again what happened to love the truth and honesty a friends name used as lie to start the end for me three and half years happines just gone down the drain sun was shining now turned to black clouds and rain...
I dream of sunset faraway with you in my arms so sweetly you lay I dream of your beauty night and day when your close and never faraway the beauty of night loving you each day in your dreams next to you in your arms loving you in your arms sleeping away a sunset so sweet with you I lay
Poetry of life words on display life spoken in a different way just like the beauty of all your sweet dreams words written so eloquently some go criss crossing across the page just like cars driven in different lanes some rhyme like sands of time others drift and go there different ways...
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The first type of rocket stoves that I read about were called a, "Dakota Firepit". They were basically a hole in the ground with a tunnel or two letting in extra air to sort of turbo charge the fire. This idea came from the Native Americans of the Dakota tribe. The fire uses little fuel, the...
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People have the idea that living in an ecologically sound way has to be hard and full of deprivation. This is not at all true. People have invented everything we need to live very well, while we take care of Mother Earth. I have spent years looking up what wonderful people have already worked...
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There is one subject that I have not covered here about The Place because it bothers me to even think about it. The Members of The Place vote on whether to accept new people as Members. Sometimes the Members can display prejudice in this vote. One of these times is when three Catholic Priests...
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I am getting confused about what I have already written here about The Place because of so much being eaten by this site. You may have to suffer through some repeats until I get more organized from moving. I found my can opener, so can now eat without going to the expensive local corner rip off...
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Generator Land: CLICKBAIT Title: CLICKBAIT Descriptor: ? Button: click here Background: Frankenberry (pink) to imply some alluringly feminine content within. Sample of Results: Nothing Nothing. [deleted] DELETED deleted with extreme prejudice Concept: The Title means this generator...
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Generator Land: CLICKBAIT 1 Title: CLICKBAIT 1 Descriptor: you won't believe it Button: click Background: Midnight [black] implies mystery. Format: one slot 'pop up', no recombining Sample of Results: [DELETED] TRY AGAIN What were you expecting? It was awesome, but you missed it Concept...
So second year. I came back, wasn’t sure what to expect at all. I moved into a house of 8, which has been definitely an experience to start with. I came back not just to get my degree, but to see her. I had a weird growth spurt over the summer – which at 19 years old, shouldn’t really happen...
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One of my Aspie idiosyncrasies is focusing on types of TV commercials. At the present time I am following the "Ask Your Doctor about..." commercials, especially the side effects these wonder drugs may have on those who dare take them. Possibly the most common side effects of any prescription...
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Generator Land: He said "I love you" Title: He said, "I love you" Descriptor: and she said... Button: Tell me what she said... Background: Midnight [black] for mystery. No one knows what she will say. Format: one slot 'pop up', no recombining Sample of Results: and I love the smell of...
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One of the parts that got eaten by this site was about harvest time. A lot of Members who do not live on The Place come back to help with harvest every year. Harvest is very hard work, but still a lot of fun. Anyone remotely able to help at harvest time does. Some of the Members who do not live...
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Generator Land: Have You gone too far? Are you too far gone? Title: HAVE YOU GONE TOO FAR? ARE YOU TOO FAR GONE? Descriptor: are you a degenerate? Button: click for diagnosis Background: Peeled Paint because the surface looks flawed. Format: 2 slots mywords [the "if" premise] + mywords...
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The incident with the dead calves goes like this: A jeep or Humvee is driven by some guys onto The Place. They look like Native Americans. Their vehicle has snow on it even though there is no snow on the ground in the town part of The Place. There are two dead calves in the back of the...
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I have been struggling with the task of adequately describing the sea change that has occurred in my life - to verbalise the subtle, yet profoundly positive shift that has occurred in the relationship I have cultivated with my husband for 30 years. I have considered and rejected numerous...
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Generator Land: HEY---I love you...he said. Title: HEY---I love you...he said. Descriptor: SHE SAID Button: click here Background: grunge [light olive green] the drab color reflects the cynical/wisecrack results. Format: one slot 'pop up' [no recombining of phrases] Sample of results...
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The Place is or will be quite large. Somebody calculated the size across it one time from stuff I told them about it. They said it must be at least 600 miles across it. I don't really have a concept of how big that is. It just seems big. There are two main parts of The Place. One is the town...
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Once upon a time, a long time ago, I had visions of a beautiful, safe place. I suppose it will be the safest place in the world, if it ever comes into being. I believe it's existence will make the entire world safer than it would be without it. The one thing that I saw that did the most to...
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I've been working in the hospital for three weeks now, and it's almost as if I never left. I watched a man die last week. I pronounced him dead, expressed my sympathies to his loved ones, returned to my office and pondered death over a cup of coffee. Then I proceeded to grumble over how...
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