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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask....
2 ************************ INSTALLED: 24 AUG 85 ***********************
3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator
4 ************************************************************
5 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION
6 PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM.
7 BWMS was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS is a privately owned
8 and operated system which is currently open for use by the general public.
9 No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system is
10 privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages which
11 I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it will be
12 periodically purged of messages. (only 629 lines of data can be saved)
13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of the
14 ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering the
15 message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to replace
16 the line. To exit from the system, type 'OFF' then hang up.
17 Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system.
18 *************************************************************************
19
20 ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
21 Were it not for this message the Inn would be a topless establishment.
22 Petrov smiled at the thought.
23 Petrov sans predecessors
24 ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
25 uh-oh, looks like more adolescent sudden mood-swing fantasy-landism towards the
26 bottom of drive b. I wonder if that opening line works?
27 ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
28 ________________________________________________________________________________
29 A drowning man seeks a life perserver. A life perserver in the sense of some-
30 thing to save himself with. He seeks aid, help from others. Life perservers
31 rarely come from within, they must come from outside, from the hands and
32 hearts of others. Save me, save me, from the dark depths of the cold, heart-
33 less waters. Throw me a life perserver, give me a chance to live again. I am
34 too weak to look inside for help. Just this once, offer me a hand, lift me
35 from the waters, I have been drowning long enough.
36 ________________________________________________________________________c_______
37
38 ___________________________________________________________________________
39 There are some of us that desire so strongly for help that we may at times
40 not see the forest from the trees. There is a vast sea of people that are
41 all standing with outstreched hands, wishing to be pulled from their
42 miseries. We are all human, we all have our flaws. To finally realize
43 that we suffer the same anxieties doesn't mean much when the time has come
44 for each to suffer them on our own. The blue, blue isolation clouds our
45 eyes... we do not see the outstretched hand beside us.
46 How long have I been waiting?
47 ________________________________________________________________________f__
48
49 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
50 L'homme: I've cracked ciphers less difficult than the 'registration form' at
51 PSU. Computer Engineering, I'm going for.
52 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milchar +++++ 24 Aug 85 +++
53
54 _________________________________________________________________________
55 There are times when I just want to run away from it all, but where would
56 I run to? I plead for help, and all I get is denial, laughter, hatred.
57 I am told that I am selfish and hateful, that what I want is wrong. But
58 is it wrong to love? To want to be loved in return? Is it wrong to
59 desire the happiness needed to truly live? Is it wrong to care about
60 someone? To want them to care for you? I would do anything to that end.
61 ___________________________________________________________________d_____
62
63 -=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>
64 Micronauts
65 -=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>
66 Believe it or not, I am now working on an ORIGINAL book with a NOT SO ORIGINAL
67 title called
68 The Thoroughly Depressed
69 Terranoid's Guide To The
70 Inner Atmosphere!
71 It's about the HISTORY of this loony
72 world, not so accurate coming from
73 the warped disks of ThHIS terraniod!
74 This'll probably be just another thing
75 to keep me from exploding with depressive boredom...but it'll be FUN!!!!
76 -=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>
77 TO ALPHABET SOUP: I AIN'T HUMAN AND I AIN'T GOT NO FLAWS. HERE'S AN ANCHOR
78 OFF THE MISSOURI--CATCH!!!!
79 Please help with the pc net at 775-xxxx...Tks...Babysoft
80 off
81 here
82 _
83 How long will it be until we can trust our fellow human beings? How long will
84 it be until they earn our trust? Each of us appears to stand alone, unmoving
85 among each other. Our souls reach out, only to be denied through blindness.
86 We stand alone with the inability to see the person at our side.
87
88 Is it possible to understand each other? Is that our species' flaw? With the
89 ability to think and communicate, we shall never learn the thoughts of each
90 other. Each person having his own reality to shape his character, each person h
91 having his own thoughts to shape his perspective, how can we reach even the
92 lowest level of understanding? Digging through the layers and layers of
93 memories and forgotten times, how can we even know ourselves?
94
95 The structure of our society is an interaction between individuals. Fear
96 overshadows that interaction so in emotional expression is withheld. Our
97 agonies burn within before the flame sees others. We are not that different
98 after all.
99
100 We don't stand alone. Yet the world seems harsh, an angry stare received by a
101 stranger cuts deep, we cower, allowing ourselves to be swept away by the sea.
102 The salwater bathes my wounds and stings like laughter in my face.
103 _______________________________________________________________________e_______e___
104 ========================================= need input on the mps-803 commodore
105 printer planning to purchase one from k-mart 149.95 am i going in the right
106 direction or could i do better for the
107 money??????? mi bob
108 @home@work@play....athome...atwork...atplay...@home@work@play.............
109
110 f- you sound like you need an ear. Sounds like maybe I understand the
111 weight on your shoulders. Leave me a message on tanis. Kearin
112
113 @home@work@play....athome...atwork...atplay...alwaysthesamepersonbutquiet.
114
115 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
116 A Summary of the Major Types of Celene Magic
117 Abjuration : dismissal or prevention of something
118 Alteration : modification of the properties of an object
119 Conjuration : creation or summoning of objects/creatures
120 Enchantment : persuasion or domination of other minds
121 Evocation : as Conjuration, but deals with energy instead
122 Illusion : the craft of altering the appearance of objects
123 - Dweomer Dictionary, 42nd edition, pg 404
124 +++++++++++++++++++++++
125 "Do you really think this will work, Doctor?"
126 I gazed at the twisted mass of metal, wires, and black boxes. A few switches
127 had been inserted along several of the wires, but those had all been left
128 to hang where they were. Overall, I received the impression that The Doctor
129 had soldered the dashboards of several dozen automobiles together.
130 "Don't worry. [Author's note: see 'When to Worry, a Handy Reference Guide']
131 This'll track the source of that hole thing. Did you find what you were
132 looking for? That arrrghentite stuff?"
133 "Argentium, Doctor. Only a very small amount." I showed him the small chunk
134 of silver rock Grann and I had spent three hours looking for. "Not nearly
135 enough for what I have in mind."
136 "Which is....?"
137 "To find the source of the Convolution. If we deem it necessary, to sever
138 the being(s) conduit of travel. I have about 200 grams of Argentium- it will
139 be necessary to find nearly two more kilos."
140 "I hate to go into anything unprepared. Shall we find more of your rock before
141 continuing?"
142 "Unless you have a gadget that can produce-" I named a mind-boggling amount of
143 energy, "that I can channel. Frankly, I doubt such a device exists."
144 "All right, so we become rockhounds temporarily. Have you a good idea where
145 to get more?"
146 "Yes, and this amount should be enough to get us there. I'm only worried
147 about getting back. There won't be enough if we don't find any."
148 "Oh, well, if that's all that's bothering you-" he grinned, and his eyes held
149 that familiar mischeivous gleam, "then what are we waiting for?"
150 +++++++++++++++ Milchar ++++++++++++++++++ 25 Aug 85 - 12:29pm +++++++++++++++
151 __________________________________________________________________
152 From the woodwork, like a thousand slithering vipers, come
153 the cries and shouts of those just like myself. I too am a serpent
154 slithering in agony and pain. I too wish to cry and shout at my
155 misfortune, just like the others around me. We are not so different
156 us vipers, us snakes, us creepy crawling manifestations that live
157 in this world, yet live on a different level, a lower level, because
158 we are not complete. If we were made complete by addition, we would
159 raise above the level we find ourselves at now, and shirk and peel
160 the viper's skin that surrounds us. We would again join the human
161 race, a race of people not meant to be alone. I seek out this
162 answer to evolution just like my fellow serpents do. We all want
163 the same thing. We all want to rejoin the human race.
164 _________________________________________________________________G
165
166 -----------------------------------------------------------------------
167 One never has to be alone. You always have someone who will
168 listen to. But sometimes it is hard to know who to go to. Sometimes
169 it is easier to just wander off by yourself and think things out, but
170 at the same time this causes many to go into a deeper depression. Talk
171 things out with a friend. There all always outstretched arms willing to
172 help all you need to do is open your door and look.
173 ---------------------------------------------------------------------h--
174 SIGH... WHY DO I FEEL SO DEPRESSED?........................
175 +
176 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
177 Here where the wind is always north-north-east
178 and children learn to walk on frozen toes,
179 wonder begets an envy of all those
180 who boil elsewhere with such a lyric yeast
181 of love that you will hear them at a feast
182 where demons would appeal for some repose,
183 still clamoring where the chalice overflows
184 and crying wildest who have drunk the least,
185
186 Passion is here a soilure of the wits,
187 we're told, and Love a cross for them to bear,
188 Joy shivers in the corner where she knits
189 and conscience always has the rocking-chair,
190 Cheerful as when she tortured into fits
191 the first cat that was ever killed by Care.
192
193 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Darbon+++++++++++++++++++++++++
194 -+- 198/629 08/25 -+-
195 WKWKWKWKWK
196 **************************************************************
197 let
198 us talk about this illusion that one would call so freely "trust".
199 i don't like people who use that expression, for it means nothing
200 to me. A man's actions show credibility, nothing else. to "trust"
201 is to be a fool, but to analasize and make rational choices based
202 on life story and truth is the path to succes.
203 a quote to live by:
204 "Wealth is the product of man's ablity to think"
205 ****************************kathyd***********************************
206 sorry about the spelling!
207 kd
208 -=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>
209 Micronauts
210 -=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>
211 The Thoroughly Depressed Terranoid's
212 Guide To The Inner Atmosphere
213 SAYS:
214 -=+>-=+>-=+>Ch.1-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>
215 A civilization tha lived around 1900 B.C. dug a small landfill into a piece of land approximately
216 50 meters wide, 50 meters long, and 1000 kilometer deep. The people, known as the Groggles, loved
217 pizza...although no one could figure out HOW they could enjoy it so much, for the
218 only pepperoni available came from modern day Tyrannusaurus thighs.Anyway,
219 back to the landfill...The people LOVED to look into deep crevaces in the Earth...
220 Why??...Dunno.
221 One day, which by a totally useless coincidence happened to be a Thursday,
222 one of the Groggles spoke up.
223
224 "Ogresno ogfronte sti!" He yelled.
225
226 ...What it meant was:
227
228 "SCREW THIS LIFE! IT'S BORING!"
229
230 ...Two years later, he was killed by civil rights leaders...
231 -=+>-=+>-=+>coming soon:-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>
232 -=+>-=+>-=+>Chapter TWO!-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>
233 This and much more useful information brought to you by your friendly neighborhood thoroughly
234 depressed terranoid...
235 -=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>
236 Micronauts
237 -=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>
238 *****************************************************
239 no comment
240 *************************************kd**************
241 *******************************************************************
242 TRUST... Trust is not something you earn, you do not calculate it,
243 it cannot be bought. You do not make someone trust you. Like love,
244 trust is something you give, without reservation or strings...always.
245 ************************* CISTOP MIKEY *****************************
246 '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
247 I'm afraid to let you know. I'm afraid you'll just say no. Is my fear really
248 justified? Is that why, late at night, I will cry?
249 '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
250 '''' : No is only the worst thing that could be said but many if you just
251 ask they are very willing to say yes. It never hurts to try.
252 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
253 (((*)))((( just checking in ))))
254 Juggler : I like to try for this disk )))(((*)))(((*)))((( Ripple )))
255 *%#_@)%*@#_%*@_#*%@#_)*%_@)*)_*!^)_!#^*^_)*^)_*^)_@*^_)@&^_@)@_)^*@)_*^@_)^
256 Mikey: New versions completed. I will bring them by early next week. I'll
257 try to remember to ask for the LNW stuff next time. Also I can, if you
258 want, pick up that ADV stuff you described last time I was at USD. Also,
259 I copied the Amodem.hex over to the LNW and used LOAD on it. It loads in
260 fine, but I had no way of testing it. I haven't read the docs yet, but
261 just how do I make initial connections? There isn't any TERMinal mode. On
262 the XMODEM program I have under NEWDOS, it has a built in -t for terminal
263 mode along with -r and -s for send and receive. I know, I know, if all
264 else fails, read the instructions. I shouldn't have wasted the disk space
265 asking dumb questions, sorry. I will see you sometime next week. From what
266 I have seen though, it looks nice. I see the roots of COPYLINK!
267 *%_)#@*%_@*%@_%*@#_%*@#_)%*@_) L'homme sans Parity %*_#@*%_)@*%_@)*%@_%*@#%
268
269 :|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:
270 All this talk of life preservers and outstreached arms is getting to me.
271 Doesn't anyone learn how to swim anymore? Must we always look uotside ourselves
272 for salvation? If there is any devine innervention, weeping in the dark seems
273 a dim way to earn it. If there is none, the tears are just wasted water. The
274 most powerful belief is the belief in oneself, and the rewards are immediate and
275 are not subject to the whims of others. People are like cats, they do not
276 caress us, they caress themselves on us. And we do the same. We chose our
277 friends, lovers, even our enemies, in accordance with patters of our own
278 choosing. And they do the same. It is the way we are.
279 Friendships grow old, loves grow bitter, and old foes become amiable. Each
280 day the road of our lives pass below our feet, and the scenery that seemed so
281 involving just days before dims in the distance. And in our travels we find new
282 friends, discover new loves, and make new enemies. That is the adverture.
283 But their are those that fear the road ahead, and seek the safety of the
284 roadside. Fearing change more than stagnation.
285
286
And then call to the road for an outstreached hand.
287 :|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|: Renan :|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:
288 ____________________________________________________________________________
289 Learning individual worth, confidene in one's self is indeed important.
290 But we are dependant on each other, we need interaction and trust amongst
291 our species. It goes back to predators and survival. A community was far better
292 of than he who walks alone. The difficulty is a social one, when the enemy is
293 each other.
294
295 Perhaps, learning to do for one's self is one of the most difficult but
296 beneficial lessons. Another is learning how to care, or showing someone that
297 you can be a friend. One they can trust.
298 _________________________________________________________________________e__
299 ch confidene/confidence
300 :|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:
301 Predators and survival. They are far removed from the social invention
302 man calls community. Mans beginning lies with the predator. He was a
303 scavenger, a mover, a meat eater, a stalker. These are our true heritage.
304 The farmer, the socialite, the builder, these are artificial. Inventions of
305 the genetic accident called intelligence.
306 It is in our nature that we have our real strength. Our intellegence our
307 direction, not our thrust.
308 Each of us have the power, the will, the confidence. But little by little
309 the social inventions strip them away, dulling our senses, muting our ancestry.
310 Inside us the predator lies bound by the silken chains of intelligence. Robbed
311 even of the privilage of pacing behind the bars.
312 :|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|: Renan :|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:
313 II II II II II II II II II II II II II II II II II CAPT AWOL II II II II II II
314
315
316 I'M not afraid of death. I have no feelings about it. But I don't believe in a
317 superior power and that we will all end up hovering above. Honestly that's
318 crazy!
319
320 MARLENE DIETRICH
321
322
323 New and stirring things are belittled because if they are not belittled, the
324 humiliating question arises. Why then
325 are you not taking part in them?
326
327 H.G. WELLS
328
329
330 Anybody, almost can make a beginning: The difficulty is to make an end - to
331 do what cannot be bettered.
332
333 GEORGE BERNARD SHAW
334
335
336 II II II II II II CAPT AWOL II II II II II II II II II II II II II II II II II
337
338
339 /end
340 help
341 /en
342 delete
343
344 sorry I forgot how to get out of the enter mode.
345
346 If your name isn't Frye then don't reply. what is your pen name here?
347
348 II II II II II II CAPT AWOL II II II II II II II II II II II II II II II II II
349 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
350 Somewhere, somewhen, in a featureless grey mist a chance combination of
351 chemical and electrical energy exceeded a variable threshold. The
352 insignificance of the action paled with the result.
353 The output of the neuron went out and crossed several synapses, bringing more
354 hypersensitive neurons past their thresholds, causing in turn more impulses to
355 bridge the tiny gaps that separated one cell from the next. This cascade of
356 electrical and chemical energry swept through the sensation-starved brain
357 of the piper, growing as it propigated, becoming patterned by the very
358 topology of his brain and nervous system. The patterns, in turn, reverberated
359 through the nerve-net, interfering with each other, altering thresholds,
360 changing patterns, increasing the complexity of the electro-chemical
361 wavefront that surged and roared through the waiting sensation-starved brain.
362 The piper, adrift in limbo, had seen and heard nothing for a very long
363 time. He had no sensation of his body, and sensibly avoided trying to move.
364 He realized, just as he began to try to kick, that with no feeling, that
365 the powerful muscles of his legs and torso could seriously damage himself.
366 The vision of the powerful leg muscles bending and snapping his thigh
367 bones, forcing the jagged bone ends through muscles, veins, arteries, and
368 skin -- letting the contained vital bloodstream out to dissapate within this
369 featureless space, and incedentally his life with it -- caused him to
370 instantly relax. Hanging limply, he could only wait, hoping that no
371 damage had been done before he realized the danger.
372 The tiny stirrings of the grey fog before his eyes suddenly began to increase
373 into small vorteces. One by one, the tiny twistings in the greyness began to
374 absorb one another until they had combined in one huge twisting funnel.
375 To his aching ears, a muted roaring slowly increased in volume, until the
376 vibrations seemed to shake his very bones -- an alien sensation so long had
377 he been divorced from bodily sensation. Scents began reaching his nose --
378 rare perfumes, homily scents, the putrescence of rank corruption intermingled
379 into a chaos of smells as the vortex reached him, spun him, and began to
380 carry him on the beginning of another journey.
381 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
382 cap'n: large green long-horned grasshopper having stridulating organs on the fore wings that pro-
383 duce a loud shrill sound. - imit ...................///////............................
384 ..-. .._. ..-. .._. ..- -.-.
385 George: One of the indictments of life is that happiness and intelligence are so rarely found in
386 the same person.
387 Happy all the times? - No human alive could bear it; it could be hell on earth.
388 To be happy all the time is not to be happy at all. Although there's a farm near Salem
389 where people are happy all the times.
390 Horn E. Moose
391 -.-- .- -..- --. --.
392 [/]
393 (-)_(-)
394 WKWKWKWKKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWK
395 RENAN: YOUR WORDS HAVE TOUCHED ME DEEPLY. IT IS IN TIMES LIKE THESE THAT
396 WE NEEN PEOPLE THAT UNDERSTAND OTHERS SO WELL. SOME TIMES THE MASK THAT WE
397 ALL WEAR NEEDS TO BE TAKEN OFF.......
398 WKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWK
399 ReNAN: Don't mock others just because you consider yourself well adjusted and
400 in no need of help from others. Everybody isn't as secure with themselves as
401 you obviously feel you are with yourself. Messages like "Can't anybody swim
402 by themselves anymore" don't help a bit and instead hurt. There are several
403 people here who within the safety of the single alphabetic letter have been
404 able to write down their innermost feelings and share them with others of the
405 same circle. Please do not break in with self-righteous monologue condemming
406 those who are still in need of help. We don't need it and we don't want it.
407 Be welcome to partake in the discussions, but don't damn without knowing us
408 any better.
409 _____________________________________________________________________________G
410
411 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
412 Mad Max was here.
413 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
414 wk
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416 Do not mistake security for egoism. Nor self-confidence for
417 self-righteousness. Security and sensitivity are not necessarily mutually
418 exclusive. This is an open board. Monologues are an impossibility. This is
419 a discussion, or so I thought. It is possible to disagree with the idea with-
420 out damning the person. At least in MY circles. Perhaps here it is different.
421 I give you back your circle. But it is good to see you defend yourself so
422 quickly, especially when you know me no better than I do you. In that I see the
423 teeth of our heritage. Best wishes cousins.
424
425 :|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|: Renan :|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:|:
426 OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI
427
428 "Cragmore! What's happening Cragmore? Can you reach Piper?" Trainor's manner
429 revealed the urgency and importance of the questions.
430 But Cragmore couldn't respond, less he lose whatever slim thread of contact
431 he had achieved with the adventurer's missing companion.
432 "You must not disturb him Trainor." Bard advised. "The psi contact is a
433 fragile one, and outside stimulus could nullify the progress Cragmore may
434 have already made."
435 "I understand, but we can't sit here forever. Look at these gauges. The
436 Pell-mell is taking substantial buffeting from the turbulence the ZEB creature
437 caused when it passed through here. Emu, your idea has some merit, but I don't
438 know how we can maintain sufficient integrity within an air bubble on the
439 exterior of this ship with this much turbulence. The grav-dampers keep the
440 insides of the ship at pre-defined levels, but outside it is a maelstrom of
441 intra-reality stuff."
442 "Stuff? You sound like that 20th century Terran astronomer, Sagen I believe
443 his name is." laughed Lady Tyree.
444 "Well, stuff, for lack of a better term. Emu, without Cragmore's help in
445 getting us closer to Piper's location, I don't think we can risk a grav-bubble
446 outside the ship. Now if we are very close to his location, we could shut down
447 auxiliary systems and put as much output as we dare into the grav-generators,
448 and then, just maybe, we can put an envelope around Piper, and bring him back
449 into the ship. It all hinges on Cragmore and his ability to reach Piper."
450 Just then, Cragmore stirred from his lotus-like position, slowly opened his
451 eyes, and looked up at the assemblage who had gathered around him.
452 "I... am sorry. I can't seem to get Piper to respond. I believe he is caught
453 up in the ZEB's void to a very high degree. Sensory deprivation is a tricky
454 thing. A person who has been acutely aware of their senses all their life
455 is more likely to be confused and disoriented when those senses are taken away.
456 I can see him, but he doesn't seem to be able to see me. I tried speaking to
457 him, but he apparently isn't listening. I... don't know..."
458 "Don't know what Cragmore?" Trainor queried.
459 "It, I hesitate to say this, but it... it sometimes seemed like he didn't
460 want to see me or hear me. I can't be sure though. Mind you, the ZEB area isn't
461 the optimum place for psi communications."
462 "Well why on earth wouldn't he want to communicate and get back on the ship?"
463 "I certainly can't answer that. All I know is I can be sensitive to such
464 feelings and those are the feelings I got from Piper. It could be the void, or
465 it could be interference. For a void area, it is void only in terms of our
466 dimensional understandings."
467 Emu perked up at this last comment. "What do you mean 'our dimensional
468 understandings?'"
469 "Just what I said. The ZEB creature came from beyond our zones of reality,
470 and it appears that beyond those zones our rules and our concepts don't apply.
471 It is difficult to describe. Perhaps... Yes, I have an idea!"
472 Trainor was growing impatient. "We MUST hurry Cragmore. While the Pell-mell
473 is a well-built ship, it can not withstand too much more stationary
474 positioning within the ZEB path. We either move, and possibly loose our common
475 placement with piper, or we sit still and possibly break apart."
476 "Ok, I understand. Trainor, you keep at the controls, everyone else, join me
477 in a semi-circle here on the deck. Everyone has some latent psi ability, some-
478 times it just needs a little push to emerge on the surface. Join hands
479 everyone, except Lady Tyree and Bard. Leave a space about three feet apart
480 between you. This space in our semi-circle is where Piper's essence, if we can
481 reach him, will sit. Nothing in psi is more powerful than the attraction of
482 a semi-circle for the part that will make it complete. With our combined
483 powers, we should be able to reach him. If not, then there is no chance."
484 Tin Man, Bard, Tyree, Fencer, Emu, and Cragmore all sat in the prescribed
485 geometry, each holding hands with those to the left and right, save the space
486 for the missing adventurer. Cragmore took the lead again as Trainor, from the
487 control room, looked on in amazement.
488 "Now flush your minds, and let me be the focus of your thought. Through all
489 of us we will reach out to Piper and try to bring him in to complete the
490 circle, complete the circle, complete the circle..."
491 Trainor had never seen anything like it. The area above the semi-circle
492 appeared to glow with an aura of no identifiable source. Would this attempt
493 be successful at rescuing piper? Trainor wondered and worried has he prepared
494 the Pell-mell to follow Cragmore's directions to Piper, if any directions
495 should come.
496
497 OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI
498 ch /loose our/lose out/
499
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501 Say not of Beauty she is good,
502 or aught but beautiful,
503 or sleek to doves
504 wings of the wood
505 her wild wings of a gull.
506
507 Call her not wicked; that word's touch
508 consumes her like a curse;
509 but love her not too much, too much,
510 for that is even worse.
511
512 O, she is neither good nor bad,
513 but innocent and wild!
514 Enshrine her and she dies, who had
515 the hard heart of a child.
516
517 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Darbon+++++++++++++++++++++++++
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519 I apologize for the mistake right after 'or sleek to doves', I accidently hit
520 the return key. I corrected as well as allowed.
521
522 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Darbon+++++++++++++++++++++++++
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524 Moicronauts...Hmmm
525 -=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>-=+>
526 NO COMMENT???
527 NO COMMENT???
528 O.K....
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531 The green land was green and the crimson leaves were sort of a dark red
532 color. The earth beneath Aystring's feet was firmly packed and obviously well
533 traveled. Along either side rose gigantic oak trees surrounded by soft beds of
534 grass whose blades, though quite large at times, were not as large as the oak
535 trees. Standing majestically, yet modestly in front of him was a forcefully
536 passive and altogether radiant but not completely mundane looking building.
537 The strange and powerful force that caused Aystring to pull open the door
538 involved the building's architecture which prevented the door from opening
539 inward.
540 Aystring's senses were immediately alerted to the striking differences
541 between the wilderness from which he was coming and the Inn he had just entered.
542 Such a contrast! Though both places had the look of human travel, were
543 surrounded by wood, had the taste of adventure, were damp and dirty, and smelled
544 of smoke, Tthe Inn was a little darker than the woods were,. Aystring took a fe
545 few moments to adjust to the drastic change in surroundings.
546 The innkeeper was cleaning up a pile of rabbit droppings while a group of
547 armchair adventurers amused themselves around a hearty fire. It was one of
548 those special kinds of fire you very rarely see -- the kind with flames and
549 smoke. The rabbit droppings weren't all that special.
550 As near as Aystring could tell, the main topic of conversation seemed to
551 concern a quest for a cigarette which had been kidnapped by a Japanese Buddhist
552 sect. It was all very confusing, but he was sure he knew the meanings of Pall
553 Mall and Zen. Deciding to join the group for a while, Aystring unstrapped his
554 peacekeeper sword and sat down. The others watched with wonder as he introduced
555 himself, "Hi! I'm Aystring and I'm new to this Inn! This is a strange place!
556 Does anyone here know of any other Iinns I can visit? PLEASE answer soon! Bye.
557 Exit,., off, exit, help...."
558 Aystring
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561 Aystring: Salutations! An "interesting" entry above, although I doubt very
562 much if our good Innkeeper would allow dust in the common room, much less
563 rabbit droppings. Also, a fire usually is not lit unless the temperature
564 dictates this- not often, in summer months. All together, though, much better
565 than my first greeting to the Inn. Welcome!
566 As for other 'Inns', there aren't any. BWMS is special. There ARE other
567 'storyboards', Tanis for one (if it is still around), 761-0609. I'm sure
568 other Innhabitants (Innklings?) can expand the list, or correct me if Tanis
569 is no longer as it was.
570 ++++++++ Milchar +++ 26 Aug 85 - 10:00pm +++++w/ODL today!++++++++++++++++++++
571 ****************************************************************************
572 Milchar: Tanis's storyboard is down... (that why im bugging you guys here.)
573 MIKEY: If you were not the sysop, i would debate you on the "trust" issue.
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576 Once when I was little
577 I saw a deer
578 Young, as I was
579 Wobbling on new legs
580 Just a few feet away
581
582 I held very still
583 As not to scare it away
584 For it was beautiful
585 And somehow
586 Being near it made me feel good
587
588 I wanted to keep it
589 Like my jar of bugs
590 But, I decided,
591 It wouldn't fit in the bottle anyway
592 And it wouldn't be beautiful anymore
593
594 After a moment
595 It tettered off
596 Into the trees
597 And I just stood there
598 And watched it go
599 [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] THE TIN MAN [/] [/]
600 ... just a small note from my tomes. now lets get the Piper back.
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603 Milchar: Thanks for the greeting. Many new personalities are subjected to
604 the often harsh opinions of the established members of the Inn. While my style
605 may be unorthodox at times, I should fit in well with some of the stories
606 taking place on this board. Keep up the writing, and ythanks again.
607 A Aystring
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609 ch /ythanks/thanks/ ch /A Aystring/Aystring/
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611 TO ALPHABET SOUP: OK, IF THERE ARE "SEVERAL OF (YOU)" GROUPED TOGETHER AS ONE
612 LETTER, WHY DON'T YOU TALK TO EACH OTHER INSTEAD OF BORING EVERYONE ELSE?
613 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*Guru of Bliss*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
614 'All endings are new beginings'
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616 pssst . . the new names (on the good(?) ship(?) Pell-Mell) are great.
617 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
618 'There is NOthing which cannot be bettered (improved)! Perfection is a
619 process not an end point'
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621 Renan: at the risk of sounding trite; wright on!
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623 pppppppppppppppp not quite at the end -- but oh, so close!! ppppppppppppppppp
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625 Plenty of space left... Bundles of space... Still more... Oodles of space, no problem... Oops, out of space!........
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