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The moons watch me from above, peering through half opened eyes. It's a strange sense of home, like this is where I belong – the middle of nowhere. But nowhere is nowhere. You are always somewhere. It might not be any place recognised by anyone, but it is still here. There is a hill, there is vegetation, and I'm sure there are little things wriggling beneath nowhere's crust. These are my neighbours. I can feel each and every one of them around me. They talk their own languages. They play their own games. Even the moons, watching idly, speak to each other.

It is like being in a strange city. You cannot understand the words, but you still understand the people. You don't understand their customs, but you watch on in interest and gain some of what they seek. But unlike a strange city, my neighbours know how to take assistance from each other without imposing. City people want, and they want anything but you in their presence. City people rush and city people stress. Even if they don't speak it, they say it, and people hear it. People feel it, and it infects them. My neighbours don't know of such stress, or even a need or it. You feel them saying it. It infects you. You become infected with calm and infected with curiosity and infected with acceptance.

I like nowhere. Amongst all of the unintelligible languages and customs, I find what I want to hear. Amongst everyone I do not know, I feel safe. I make my home nowhere, the middle of.

it would cause an uproar of laughter. if only i am an ordinary being in an ordinary circumstance.

events occur. things happen. words spoken. none can be taken back.

once i had been a young one, frolicking & in love with the environment i was born in. my parents were shapers of my being. my .... previous form.

how far have i been removed from them. them being my parents, my loved environment, my loved .... . as much as i want to, i no longer can ..... nor do i care to connect to the emotions that tie me to the memories.

what would i be now had i not take that step? to be who i am now? to act as how i did & not otherwise?

my home razed. the environment violently changed. the world as i knew when young; morphed into what it is now.

i no longer can associate whatever i know now with what existed before. before it happened.

before i took the decision to pay heed to the sudden grasp of thought that ruled my mind to ...... .

i can imagine all the consequences of 'what have been' or 'otherwise' but it won't change anything. amuse me it will but the outcome as i know it will remain the same.

i, destroyer of worlds, & the voice of antu within the core of my mind, will continue my course of reforming the verses & dimensions & planes. this thought; a prelude; shall continue later.

*imagining a thought of a madman*

<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Blinkin' Druggies <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />....they're everywhere. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/silly.gif" alt="" />

fifteen chickens, being blue in their existance as they are, ar not eighteen red sqaured chickens on friday.

if my existance exists, isn't existance exiting? or if my existance exists, then my existance is existance, which would ultimately mean that if I seaze to exist, existance, no longer exists! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/silly.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/think.gif" alt="" />????

good ones, keep em coming! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />