Its a question, but it doesn't need an answer, and maybe that's the point. In the dark corner, a hidden IP on the internet. This page here will forever sit on computers and servers all over the world constantly ignored and forgotten, passed and glossed over.

It's perfect, for in this public domain an experience of writing of exploration and thoughtful understanding of ones self and enviroment. You have a freedom and a hope - freedom to right and say and think and feel exactly however you like and hope - maybe someone will read this and share a lost moment of understanding. Maybe even happiness because in a single moment, word after word - dawns the knowledge and acceptance that you are never alone. Never completely individual. A link I suppose.

I can talk about how and why I suddenly feel so introvert and try to explain this to myself and to others - maybe its just a passing time? Who knows.

There's always going to be someone who affects you in ways you can't understand. You'll have thoughts and words never voiced, questions never answered, here's the chance to grab that little bit of hope that maybe they will see this. Maybe for some reason, somehow they find this and understand exactly who you are thinking off when you write. Then its ok, the questions been asked and answered in a way that needs no words voiced, no gut wrenching moment where your teetering on the edge and it could go either way. Social interactions in a digital world.

I have a question. Your happy and constantly praising and encouraging others and here's that moment. What about you? Who ever really believes in you, who tells you, who shows it? Are you constantly out their pushing peoples spirits and publicly encouraging and complementing because really - its one of those things missing from your life. Validation? Respect? Acknowledgment that your a good person, you do well and should be proud.

This is my way of telling you, its my way of showing the whole world, shouting from my little corner. You fascinate and scare me but I think your wonderful and should be proud of everything you do day in and day out. There really isn't anyone quite like you and your special.

Here's another question. Am I just projecting?

Earth is just the middle plain, hell the first as we leave hell we take with us the worst of our qualities and lives and live here on earth in a perpetual state of humanity, stuck in limbo until we die where we finally leave all our hatred and sin behind in a pile at the end of the Earth smoldering till Armageddon where finally we reach the gates of the third plain of heaven. Heaven is not the final plain. From heaven we are born again into the world and live life with our angers left waiting till the end of days circling and steaming and finally after humanities cycle of hatred, sin and negative energies builds up and finally out-weighs that of Hell - there is where the balance changes and we begin to slide to the new pits of Hell and armageddon. Where once stood the Gates of Heaven now stand the Gates of Hell. Yet there is hope because the balance is a cycle and we are in the middle.....

Ok so I was surfing Myspace today whilst listening to Kerrang and thought (FUCKING DIALUP) Im on broadband but how difficuolt would it be to surf the web and get anyhitng done today without broadband what with www2 ajax and CRM sites we would have no chance

Its so I can check if im gay or not...everyday lol

4 things make me happy

Food ( preferably biscuits, sweets i can suck or chew, or a cheese/tuna mayo sandwhich)

A good book (scifi/fiction/fantasy)

A hot drink (coffee/Sweet Tea/hot orage or lemon juice with honey)

Music (Indy or rock/ or old school rock/ect)

hint Hint........

If some ignorant fool calls you a goth do you cry in the corner a slit your wrists or is it just time for another hand written poem in the dark. I really don't know how anyone could confuse a goth and an Emo, I mean one cries more than the other. Ugh.

OMFG they were amazing. What a f-ing weekend, first Kates prom, then after party then chillis. WOW. Shame on you for not being there is all I can say

Soon I will swoop down from the sky with wings of black and ridign what could only be known as a small child to land graciously in a suit of dining and to proceed with a preposterous dance involving me and a young lady at a ball like event only to notice at the last moment that my shoes are indeed untied and now I am screwed. Whoops. But ill take photo's so look out eeeek

A driver is stuck in a traffic jam on the highway. Nothing is moving.
Suddenly a man knocks on the window. The driver rolls down his window
and asks, "What happened?"

"Terrorists kidnapped President Bush and are asking for a $10 million
ransom otherwise they are going to douse him with gasoline and set
him on fire. We are going from car to car to take up a collection."

The driver asks, "How much is everyone giving on average?"

"About a gallon."

continuiong in the theme of ugly people and things.

How exactly do ugly people get by in life. I mean if it was me then I'd justr be depressed all the time and an emo.

I was wondering the other day what people think on this subject, see I think ginger girls can be pretty what about you?

Mr Cadbury met Ms Rowntree in a room on Quality St. It was After Eight, he turned out the light for a bit of Black Magic! he then slipped his hadn into her Snickers & showed her his Curly Wurly. Not keen to have any Jelly Babies she let him take a trip up Bourneville boulevard. She screamed with Turkish Delight! as he took out his Fun sized Mars Bar, it felt a bit Crunchy and she wanted some Time Out, but he did a Twirl and had a Picnic in her Pink Wafers!

The End