Crash Test Dummies - [Afternoons & Coffeespoons]--- I.. Love and haate audiences. We know this. I love Intelligent conversations, and exchanges of ideas, and i love talking to people, and having them listen, and seeing if they'll hear. I love listening to intelligent, well-thought responses to things, and intelligent, well-though and -spoken ideas, from people. Problem is, i get that much less often than i get people wanting to pick fights, and not listen, and not dialogue, so much as have "I'm Right, You're Wrong" matches... and i'm gettig really fucking sick of those. I've realised, with the advent of my birthday, that i am, to quote Danny Glover, "getting too old for this shit."
It happens in classes, by way of shouting matches, and brain shut-downs, it happens in internet forums, in the form of flame wars, and idiocy, it happens everywhere, because people don't like to be wrong. (Jack Off Jill - [Clear Hearts, Grey Flowers]). And i understand that. Seriously. But who says you have to be, except people not thinking in an infinite spetrum, right? Right. So don't let it get to you. Everything's Cool.
Anyway, that was a long digression that brought me to this point: If you want to be Added to my "Friends List," on this thing, Comment. Say something. Respond, and consider, and i'll try to make sure i do the same for you, as often as possible. This is something you've All Known. I specifically told it to some of you, in fact. (English Beat - [Mirror In The Bathroom]). It's to make sure that the people who add me, aren't trolls, looking for a fight. And i expect no less, from those who i add, were i to. I don't want you here, if i'm wasting your time, and i'm not what you want to read, and i don't want you here, wasting my time, if all you're going to do is start Shit.
No, i don't do "friends only," because i look at it this way: If i'm in a crowd, in a public forum, and i'm ranting to high Hell, about who knows what, and some jack ass starts yelling shit from the crowd, i don't go in a room, with a few friends, and only talk to people who know; i address the idiot, tear him or her to shreds, keep moving, and ignore him or her. (German Military - [Panzer Lied]). Same applies, here. As i said, i both love and hate an audience.
That stated, have The thing i sent to Warren Ellis, for his Fast Fiction Friday, because DPH is down.:
I couldn’t help but look. I mean, she was just lying there, and she certainly wasn’t going to say anything about it... No one was around, so I peeked, and she whispered my name and turned, and I screamed, because she was supposed to be dead. I was sure of that. Dead people didn’t whisper, in my previous experiences.
I had known something about the hippy New Age crap she spouted, but I had no idea how much of it she actually believed and how much she just went with because it was "In fashion." Hell, I’d only met her an hour before, in some coffee shop, fully planning to take her out, feed her, and kill her. I probably should have paid more attention. I remember something about "a long line of witches," when I first pretended to be interested in the Latin-titled book she was reading.
Now that she was dead I needed to look. I opened her shirt, and my hand brushed the book, and she grabbed my wrist, and whispered my name.
My initial scream aside, I think I’m going to be learning a lot more about witches, and shit. I think I’m in love.
©Damien Williams 2004. All Rights Reserved
Wümpscüt - [Golgotha]--- Certainly not my best, but, for 200 words, on the fly, i figured it was pretty good. If nothing else, i'll expand it, later. I can see some things i definately want to flesh out.
Well, that's about all i have to say. Happy Birthday, Everyone whose birthday it is, specifically today, but also every day after, which is a lot of people, including
coldemptygrrrl.
Later All
It happens in classes, by way of shouting matches, and brain shut-downs, it happens in internet forums, in the form of flame wars, and idiocy, it happens everywhere, because people don't like to be wrong. (Jack Off Jill - [Clear Hearts, Grey Flowers]). And i understand that. Seriously. But who says you have to be, except people not thinking in an infinite spetrum, right? Right. So don't let it get to you. Everything's Cool.
Anyway, that was a long digression that brought me to this point: If you want to be Added to my "Friends List," on this thing, Comment. Say something. Respond, and consider, and i'll try to make sure i do the same for you, as often as possible. This is something you've All Known. I specifically told it to some of you, in fact. (English Beat - [Mirror In The Bathroom]). It's to make sure that the people who add me, aren't trolls, looking for a fight. And i expect no less, from those who i add, were i to. I don't want you here, if i'm wasting your time, and i'm not what you want to read, and i don't want you here, wasting my time, if all you're going to do is start Shit.
No, i don't do "friends only," because i look at it this way: If i'm in a crowd, in a public forum, and i'm ranting to high Hell, about who knows what, and some jack ass starts yelling shit from the crowd, i don't go in a room, with a few friends, and only talk to people who know; i address the idiot, tear him or her to shreds, keep moving, and ignore him or her. (German Military - [Panzer Lied]). Same applies, here. As i said, i both love and hate an audience.
That stated, have The thing i sent to Warren Ellis, for his Fast Fiction Friday, because DPH is down.:
I couldn’t help but look. I mean, she was just lying there, and she certainly wasn’t going to say anything about it... No one was around, so I peeked, and she whispered my name and turned, and I screamed, because she was supposed to be dead. I was sure of that. Dead people didn’t whisper, in my previous experiences.
I had known something about the hippy New Age crap she spouted, but I had no idea how much of it she actually believed and how much she just went with because it was "In fashion." Hell, I’d only met her an hour before, in some coffee shop, fully planning to take her out, feed her, and kill her. I probably should have paid more attention. I remember something about "a long line of witches," when I first pretended to be interested in the Latin-titled book she was reading.
Now that she was dead I needed to look. I opened her shirt, and my hand brushed the book, and she grabbed my wrist, and whispered my name.
My initial scream aside, I think I’m going to be learning a lot more about witches, and shit. I think I’m in love.
©Damien Williams 2004. All Rights Reserved
Wümpscüt - [Golgotha]--- Certainly not my best, but, for 200 words, on the fly, i figured it was pretty good. If nothing else, i'll expand it, later. I can see some things i definately want to flesh out.
Well, that's about all i have to say. Happy Birthday, Everyone whose birthday it is, specifically today, but also every day after, which is a lot of people, including
Later All
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Date: 2004-07-17 09:17 am (UTC)That said...Personally I find it much easier to ignore people when they decide to be asses. It's like 'Well, you wanna take this into bad places? Ok. *shutdown*'. Because honestly, they're not worth the headache, and nothing pisses someone off more than not being acknowledged.
And apparently Not turning something into a cock-measuring match, metaphorically, is too hard for most....:/
But you Bring Messages. It's not your fault or responsibility how they're recieved. ^_^
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Thank you, for the reminders.