wolven7 | Happy Birthday.

Here's the way this goes. It's my and Marky Ramone's birthdays, now. Here is my present to you, my readers, as i said i'd do. It's easier than the standard, but not entirely Cinched. Randomized, as much as possible, mostly. Now,

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There aren't worlds words to describe, and the levels that '-- the approaching "it" proving momentarily vague--' it spirials and sinkswims through, before locking into Truth are dizzying, to say the least. i can hardly wait, and soon, all stands of the web will be in place, and we'll all get to see what we can do. And who has Head-Explodey? *Love*

i don't know you well enough to say for sure, but there are certainly times when i can see where you get your D-Notation. Coffee?

You still need to work on that whole Learning From the Past thing, we keep talking about, but hey... don't we all?

The level on which you seem to matchmirror the predatory, sharp edges i see, astounds me.

You're interwoven, into all of it, but still seem some how... Out side, and i think you're conscious of that, and are working to... rectify? That.. I don't know. Good luck.

Where did you go?

Again, i don't know that i have words, save that you have to be one of the most interesting, interlocking, connecting Plaedian Echos i've ever read, and even your vulnerability has edges. Can i lick your brain?

Without you, and a feline we know, i never would have known the house, nor the beginning levels to which Everyone Interlocks. I want it again. Hallways and all...

The darker side of Delirium, jump-Cuts that some might call psychotic, schizophrenic, Endearing. Openning up, more than you know, with things that i certainly hope that you do.

There really are times when you annoy the living fuck out me. But there are times when you're more help than i think you realise.

I still don't know you, at all... I know two people you know, but you... I've no perceived connection, yet. Soon, hopefully.

I've known you, here, for quite some time, and i think that i know less about you, now, than when we started. For good or ill. :) Happy Birthday.

You've helped me get started on a lot of very important things. Thank you.

Through the time that i've known you, you've wound around a certain thread and theme of being, and i hope that, in it, you ultimately find happiness.

Try to make sure that you don't become simply a bright piece of the scenery.

Life seems to deal you a lot of interesting twists and turns, and i still haven't figured out the details of the personal life you post, here. And, in all probability, ab hoc possum videre domum tuum.

Looks like you've stopped chasing, and started letting the answers find you. I hope that, soon, you can acept all the fucked up things. The weird shit needs you.

One of the most coolly, scarily[,] erotically inclined people whose lives i've had the pleasure-priviledge of reading.

There are times when i feel as if I corrupted you, or, rather, opened the door to your corruption. Temptations. Saying, "sure, i think you should go for her," but you seem to Like where it's brought you. So...

Time is certainly of the essence, and it bugs me when you're not in easy phoning or visiting distance. Even though i don't do either of those things as much as a friend should. Sorry

"Where'd You go, psycho-boy?"

i still don't think you see yourSelf, fully... nor realise the control you could have if you let go of the crutches. Don't play the games, don't deal with the shit. Just throw it away, and Begin Again.

In its way, and with its own style of gentle, the evening star does look out for its own. How's she been treating you, lately?

You can't have what you want, yet. Either work towards fixing that or accepting it, because anything else is Pointless Pain.

If there were a dictionary entrance for the phase "s/he's good people," most of the time i'd want your picture next to it. You do your absolute best for those love, until you literally Can't anymore. Whatever else, it's Admirable.

Out of the blue, one day, you were back, and i thank you, very much, for that. You're too cool.

The first time i saw you, i wanted you, physically, and that's just Funny. Now, i'm simply glad you're my friend. It takes you a while to open, but it's really cool when you do.

If i ever knew where you were going, and i'm not saying that i did, i seem to have lost that thread now. Don't see you nearly enough to keep it. But we had some good times, in the Back When, and i hope that we all can, again, fragmented as it may have to be.

Well, dood, your new car ain't got no soul, but that's ok, cause you'll still teach it something. You're one of the best friends i've had, in a long time. AS Floyd says: Wish you were here.

People trying to tell me how i should live really gets on my damn nerves. And it forces me think, more, about myself, and my motivations. Thank you.

You express art neat. ^_^ Tech tech Buzz..

You're the Modiest, the S.H.-iest, and, over all, one of the coolest people i know. Apfelfaß das Geschäft.

You, sir, have the same problem as those in the Rest of your Family. You blend between capricious and obsesive, the levels in between. You are one of my best friends, and mot wouldn't have seen it, from the first meeting. But you need to understand Why.

You've known me for 7 years. That's a Damned long time. You, in memories of Evil HQ, makes that place seem more bearble. One of the Few who can do that, and most of the rest are gone.

Much respect. You stick to your guns, and stand fast in your beliefs. No blind follower, you, you understand the nature of your perceived purpose. Game on.

You are beautiful, in all ways, And i hope you never forget that. You're one of the best people i've known, in the time i've been online. One of the First, too.

You're bubbly, happy, open, and a bit Off-Putting, sometimes. I honestly don't know how to get to know you better, these days. Lots of turmoil in both our lives...

i've known you for less than a year, but you're one of the coolest people i met, last semester. You're open at times, and genuinely nice. Another in the "Good People," definition. A little turned around, on some of the more emotional things but.. shit, who on this list isn't turned around on something?

The things you do, for your self, in an effort to understand... amaze even me. Good and bad. Your god-hood is surely imminent. Good luck. :)

Poet Lauriet, bard of the bunch. More than anyone else, you seem to Want to sing the songs of others, rather than having your own. But even the bards have their tales.

Don't count on him, too much. You may not immediately know it when you see it.

I know you nearly Nil, and my view to your symbololic lexicon seems to have a few pages missing... Still, i'm glad that you show me even that much.

If you could let your beliefs and opinions stand, as well as those around you, they may become stronger than you realise.

Persecution and misunderstanding seem to be your watch-words, from what i've seen. I certainly hope you figure out a way to change that, and keep yourself.

Spinning sounds in the epitome of a Re-directed-De-constructionist view. Tea and ber-ries, soon. We miss you.

Those can explode your heart, you know? ;)

i don't even know where you Live, anymore. I'll talk to you soon. Hang out with you, more often...

What is it with you and the donkeys? I mean, there's lots more i could say here, but that's a question i've wondered, for a bit, now.

You are a hermetic-shamanistic counterpoint to the shamanistic hermetism i purport, around here. The synchronicity you display amuses and amazes.

Yeah, you do Hate, but you can also be fiercly loyal to those about whom you care. Until they do something To you, then they gotta go down...

Christian Paganism's not that much of a disparity. And you're still one of the most compassionate people i can think of. Depression sucks.

You ARE a Buddha. Ya tubby bastard. ^_^

You have enough Weird Shit to supply the east coast with it's fix.

I don't know if you're even here, anymore. But your haute, acerbic, lovable edge was great... Hope to see you soon...

You've come so far from the shy, quiet person i met in '99. You do a better job, as a 'mother,' than you give yourself credit for ;)

You went Poof. Again. Theater treats you well, i hope.

You wound your way into my life in some Really weird ways, through Three or Four different people. Heheh. Cool. Heh

You... You're cooler than you realise, and more in control than you sometimes want to be. I think, though, that the loneliness gets to you, sometimes..

Sporadic readings, don't know what you see here, but i hope it's not Too much...