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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
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2 ************************* INSTALLED: 23 JUN 85 *********************
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3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator
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4 ************************************************************
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5 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION
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6 PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM.
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7 BWMS was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS is a privately owned
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8 and operated system which is currently open for use by the general public.
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9 No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system is
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10 privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages which
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11 I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it will be
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12 periodically purged of messages. (only 629 lines of data can be saved)
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13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of the
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14 ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering the
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15 message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to replace
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16 the line. To exit from the system, type 'OFF' then hang up.
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17 Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system.
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18 ************************************************************
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19
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20 NET WITS NET WITS NET WITS NET WITS NET WITS NET WITS NET WITS NET WITS
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21 That's NET WITS not NE TWITS. But what the hay...AT THE TOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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22 NET WITS NET WITS NET WITS NET WITS NET WITS NET WITS NET WITS NET WITS
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23
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24 -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+-
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25 "Wisdom and the strength of wisdom. [I] symbolize man in complete
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26 control of [my] facilities and having complete understanding of the four...
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27 By including all things under the control of one...
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28 The symbolism is clearly of unity." -F.D.G.
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29 -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -JUGGLER- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+-
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30 I anxiously await your return, there shall be something here for you
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31 once any have been seen. A song perhaps? Yes, that would do nicely...
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32 -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+-
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33
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34
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klm.) klm.) klm.) klm.) klm.) klm.) klm.) klm.)
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35 Cut through the
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36 Dark, white-knife
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37 Ship, unchained by cold
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38 Free to go and come
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39 Come to the quiet harbor
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40 Rest until the wildness
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41 Returns, like shear-ice to the
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42 Wave, a turn of the head to the
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43 Open sea and the gray clouds, a
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44 Turn of the heart to the
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45 Farther shore. - Jannet
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46
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kml.) kml.) kml.) kml.) kml.) kml.) kml.) kml.)
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47
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48 XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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49 I had fought the clinging dark jungle for what seemed like
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50 forever. Always that goal in sight, the hill atop which stood a
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51 most magnifacent mansion as any eye had beheld.
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52 Oh, how I longed to be there, to lay upon the grounds,
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53 embraced by the sweet aromas I knew would be there. To drink of
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54 the cool dark loving waters of that deep well I knew so
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55 intimately.
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56 On I fought, for I knew that I only need struggle my way
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57 through this harsh jungle ever clinging, always trying to force
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58 me back to the darkness of the hell I had struggled so long to
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59 escape.
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60 An imposing wall of thick veins and underbrush now did I
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61 face, and with a resolve of will I began to make my slow progress
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62 through. Finally, I had broken through this nature created
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63 boundry, only to find a stought wall of rock seemingly recently
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64 built by the still damp mortar. Built as if my coming had been
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65 known, and was a despirate attempt to keep me out.
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66 I beat upon the wall with my tools, and then with my bare
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67 fists. But it had been solidly built, as if to keep me
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68 personally out. I beat upon it until my hands were but a
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69 bloodied mess. My screams turned into sobing, until exausted,
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70 unable to go on, I fell sobing at the foot of the wall admidst
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71 the tatered remains of the jungle rotting already in the hot
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72 humid air, and remains of the mortar yet still damp.
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73 I barely even noticed the shards of broken glass that drove
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74 their sharp piercing pain into my side. Moving only enough to
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75 ease the painful tearing. The world seemed to be filled with my
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76 cry of despair, and the rivers flowed with my tears.
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77 Would I be finally stopped so simply of my life long search,
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78 by an obvious statement of no admitance? I screemed my pain at
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79 the Gods, I begged of my sorrow to the earth and sky. But there
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80 was no one to listen, all ears were stopped shut. And the Gods,
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81 but laughed their amusement of one so foolish to think that I
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82 could achieve the safty and comfort of this beautiful home.
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83 I knew it was there behind the wall, it always has been
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84 there for me to see. But, now I'm locked out with this fresh
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85 built wall. My goal so close that I can even now smell the sweet
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86 fragrance drifting through the air. I plead to the Gods, but I
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87 sobs are only returned as laughter. Am I to forever be stranded
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88 in this hidious jungle? So close yet so far from my goal, this
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89 garden of eden amidst the clingling death filled jungle?
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90 The world is filled with my cry of despair, the rivers flow
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91 with my tears.
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92 XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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93
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94 *@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*
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95 *sniff* May you find a rope to climb the walls. And may the walls crumble
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96 and you mat pass.
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97 *@*@*@*@*@* The crying Minstrel *@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*
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98 *sniffle* p.s. Willsomeone comment on my songs?
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99 I wish to learn from dailure and wrongs,
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100 to best improve my work,
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101 to fix, repair, to cut and paste,
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102 all with much and great xhaste,
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103 I want to fix the trobules and all,
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104 so that I may continue,
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105 soo my work won't fall,
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106 among the dust in lonely halls,
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107 mind, blocked by walls,
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108 of forgetfulness, and all.
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109 *@*@*@*@*@* A minstrel for your t
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110 (correction: that should read:
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111 **@*@ A minstrel for your thoughts *@*@*@
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112 ^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^
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113
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"With the eyes of a fool," he said,
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114 "You see the state you're in,
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115 And still you stumble through your stupid life,
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116 Still you laugh and grin;
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117 Vagabond on a winding road
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118 That only leads you down,
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119 Blind to the dangers and dismay
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120 That wipe the innocent smile away
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121 From the face of a laughing clown."
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122
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Imbecile, you are acting like a fool again,
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123 In a world of thieves all ready to run you down,
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124 Imbecile, they are waiting till you make the first mistake,
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125 And you're going to make it,
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126 That's why I'll always call you an Imbecile.
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127
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"You weren't always a sorcerer,"
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128 The joker then replied,
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129 "It seems to me you learned it on the way,
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130 You live by tricks and lies;
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131 Standing round in your juggler's gown,
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132 There seems no reason why;
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133 Flashing your eyes and casting spells
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134 With candles and signs and magic bells,
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135 Oh, you are the fool, not I."
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136
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Imbecile, you can call me that if you feel the need,
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137 But life is short and I am living it while I can.
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138 If it rains, I'll get wet but in the sunshine I'll be dry,
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139 It is you who are foolish,
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140 Just 'cause I laugh, don't call me an Imbecile.
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141
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"We both are right" said the sorcerer,
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142 "And both of us are wrong,
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143 For though we walk this road we don't know where it leads,
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144 We only know it's long.
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145 You have something to learn from me,
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146 And I can learn from you;
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147 You with your jokes and simple plans
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148 And me with my tricks and sleight of hand,
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149 Together we could get through."
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150
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Imbecile, we are dancing down a darkened road,
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151 Though the stars are out, not one of us knows the way.
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152 Imbeciles up ahead of us and millions more behind,
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153 And we're laughing and smiling,
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154 That's why I say we're all of us Imbeciles.
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155
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Mike Batt, 1980
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156 ^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^|^The Hermit
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157
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158 101 EASY WAYS TO SAY NO
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159
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160 I'd love to, but...
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161 1 I have to floss my cat.
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162 2 I've dedicated my life to linguini.
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163 3 I want to spend more time with my blender.
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164 4 the President said he might drop in.
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165 5 the man on television told me to stay tuned.
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166 6 I've been scheduled for a karma transplant.
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167 7 I'm staying home to work on my cottage cheese sculpture.
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168 8 it's my parakeet's bowling night.
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169 9 it wouldn't be fair to the other Beautiful People.
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170 10 I'm building a pig from a kit.
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171 11 I did my own thing and now I've got to undo it.
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172 12 I'm enrolled in aerobic scream therapy.
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173 13 there's a disturbance in the Force.
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174 14 I'm doing door-to-door collecting for static cling.
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175 15 I have to go to the post office to see if I'm still wanted.
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176 16 I'm teaching my ferret to yodel.
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177 17 I have to check the freshness dates on my dairy products.
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178 18 I'm going through cherry cheesecake withdrawal.
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179 19 I'm planning to go downtown to try on gloves.
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180 20 my crayons all melted together.
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181 21 I'm trying to see how long I can go without saying yes.
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182 22 I'm in training to be a household pest.
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183 23 I'm getting my overalls overhauled.
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184 24 my patent is pending.
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185 25 I'm attending the opening of my garage door.
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186 26 I'm sandblasting my oven.
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187 27 I'm worried about my vertical hold.
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188 28 I'm going down to the bakery to watch the buns rise.
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189 29 I'm being deported.
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190 30 the grunion are running.
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191 31 I'll be looking for a parking space.
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192 32 my Millard Filmore Fan Club meets then.
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193 33 the monsters haven't turned blue yet, and I have to eat more dots.
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194 34 I'm taking punk totem pole carving.
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195 35 I have to fluff my shower cap.
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196 36 I'm converting my calendar watch from Julian to Gregorian.
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197 37 I've come down with a really horrible case of something or other.
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198 38 I made an appointment with a cuticle specialist.
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199 39 my plot to take over the world is thickening.
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200 40 I have to fulfill my potential.
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201 41 I don't want to leave my comfort zone.
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202 42 it's too close to the turn of the century.
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203 43 I have some real hard words to look up in the dictionary.
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204 44 my subconscious says no.
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205 45 I'm giving nuisance lessons at a convenience store.
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206 46 I left my body in my other clothes.
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207 47 the last time I went, I never came back.
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208 48 I've got a Friends of Rutabaga meeting.
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209 49 I have to answer all of my "occupant" letters.
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210 50 none of my socks match.
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211 51 I have to be on the next train to Bermuda.
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212 52 I'm having all my plants neutered.
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213 53 people are blaming me for the Spanish-American War.
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214 54 I changed the lock on my door and now I can't get out.
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215 55 I'm making a home movie called "The Thing That Grew in My Refrigerator."
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216 56 I'm attending a perfume convention as guest sniffer.
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217 57 my yucca plant is feeling yucky.
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218 58 I'm touring China with a wok band.
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219 59 my chocolate-appreciation class meets that night.
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220 60 I never go out on days that end in "Y."
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221 61 my mother would never let me hear the end of it.
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222 62 I'm running off to Yugoslavia with a foreign-exchange student named
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223 Basil Metabolism.
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224 63 I just picked up a book called "Glue in Many Lands" and I can't put it
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225 down.
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226 64 I'm too old/young for that stuff.
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227 65 I have to wash/condition/perm/curl/tease/torment my hair.
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228 66 I have too much guilt.
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229 67 there are important world issues that need worrying about.
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230 68 I have to draw "Cubby" for an art scholarship.
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231 69 I'm uncomfortable when I'm alone or with others.
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232 70 I promised to help a friend fold road maps.
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233 71 I feel a song coming on.
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234 72 I'm trying to be less popular.
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235 73 my bathroom tiles need grouting.
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236 74 I have to bleach my hare.
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237 75 I'm waiting to see if I'm already a winner.
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238 76 I'm writing a love letter to Richard Simmons.
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239 77 you know how we psychos are.
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240 78 my favorite commercial is on TV.
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241 79 I have to study for a blood test.
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242 80 I'm going to be old someday.
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243 81 I've been traded to Cincinnati.
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244 82 I'm observing National Apathy Week.
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245 83 I have to rotate my crops.
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246 84 my uncle escaped again.
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247 85 I'm up to my elbows in waxy buildup.
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248 86 I have to knit some dust bunnies for a charity bazaar.
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249 87 I'm having my baby shoes bronzed.
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250 88 I have to go to court for kitty littering.
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251 89 I'm going to count the bristles in my toothbrush.
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252 90 I have to thaw some karate chops for dinner.
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253 91 having fun gives me prickly heat.
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254 92 I'm going to the Missing Persons Bureau to see if anyone is looking for
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255 me.
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256 93 I have to jog my memory.
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257 94 my palm reader advised against it.
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258 95 my Dress For Obscurity class meets then.
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259 96 I have to stay home and see if I snore.
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260 97 I prefer to remain an enigma.
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261 98 I think you want the OTHER [your name] .
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262 99 I have to sit up with a sick ant.
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263 100 I'm trying to cut down.
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264 101 I have to stay home and sharpen pencils.
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265 _____________________________________________________________
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266 just a little something I downloaded from CIS...
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267 ______________________________Leonard______________________________________
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268 Yes, but one-hundred-ten lines of it? This was a new disk only 3 hours ago!
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269
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270 :::::: Leonard, be carefull. We all have lists like that just
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271 laying around the house, and waiting to be be entered :::::::::
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272
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273 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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274
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275 ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
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276 Leonard: a LITTLE something?
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277
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278 All right! Who accidentally dumped MacHinery's negative response file?
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279 P. Trov
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280 ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
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281 090900090909090909090909090909090090909090909090909090090909090090909
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282 Carmichael did a passable immitation of gaping in amazement.
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283 'What did he do; park on the wrong side of a dry wash?' He asked, tryg
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284 to lighten the mood, (or did the highway patrol catch him with a joint) he
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285 was thinking to himself. Most of these little burgs were ok if you watch
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286 yourself but occasionaly there were quaint local customs one had to be ca-
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287 ful not to offend.
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288 'We were hoping to avoid this', his 'host' spoke ominously, 'but I'll
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289 have to ask you to come with me. Walk on aheadand do exactly as I tell you
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290 and I might avoid seriosly injuring you.'
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291 'Always chereful to oblidge', was Carmichael's flipant reply, instany
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292 rewarded by a half expected kick, poorly aimed. As he reached to take -
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293 vantage of his 'host's' careless balance, he discouvered that his guide
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294 this desert wonder-land had multiplied. This point was brought home by hd
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295 wood billy accross his temple. Not hard enough to save his feet the troue
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296 of providing transport, just enough to assure him that he would not get lly
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297 any time soon.
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298 Outside the first door he was guided away from the way he had come.
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299 Carefully he negotiated the rough hewen narrow steps leading downward io
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300 the unknown. His worries as to a possibly assisted too rapid decent were
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301 cut short by a briliant flash which turned him into a blind man.
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302 Had he been climbing the stairs, his sightlessness would have been p-
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303 menant. As dim and hazy vission of sorts returned slowly, accompanied by
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304 the grand daddy of all excedran headaches, it became descustingly obvio
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305 that the object which had fallen against his ankles, had reciently been the
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306 lower torso of Bill E. Club! Of 'mister Master of Cerimonies' there was
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307 no sign. Neither for that mater was there the least evidance that the abe
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308 ground portions of the structure to which he had so receintly been confined
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309 had been more than a figment of his warped immagination.
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310 The time table, on which he would soon be falling behind was no prodt
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311 of personal delusions however. How he was to cross the remaining 50 miles
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312 of open desert in the next two hours remained to be seen!
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313 0909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909
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314
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315 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ (is one really there?)
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316 Caught between the words in his tale to the boy, there was the glint
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317 of a reflection in the eye of his mind. For the moment he had thought that
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318 the one that stood by his side was that which had been met in another land,
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319 in another time. Words flooded thorugh him, losing the ones he had struggled
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320 to prepare for deliverance. Washed clean, they would not surface now.
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321 The words had risen, but now had fallen... gone from recall. Damn.
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322 Looking to his side, the Guardian now only saw the one that was Francis,
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323 the boys elder brother. He now sees a boy when a moment ago he had seen...
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324 had he seen her? The mind is a terrible vastness that conspires to create
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325 what we want most to see when we are scared, when we are confused. Alone?
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326 The confusion was being lost now, the words to the tale would return,
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327 but the feeling was getting harder to hide. The Guardian squeezed his eyes
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328 shut to supress the tears that would now flow from that illusions absence.
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329 The presence of the illusion in the mind was almost enough, but far too much.
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330 "Where was I this time? Oh... Yes. It was Edric..." The tale
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331 would be told for that was all there was, the telling of the tale.
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332 Isn't it so? Isn't that what we are all here for? The telling of our lies
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333 and creations? No, don't answer, I am not here either. None of me are.
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334 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->the effete Guardian (175:08)
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335 spluttering, egalitarian thoughts... enough mottling for now. (:ex)
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336
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337 ________________________________________________________________________
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338 words that have been spoken may be kept between the two that have ex-
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339 changed them. you already know that. letters and interaction that have
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340 been seen over the silvery-green screen may be kept between the few that
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341 have seen and sent them. you are safe. you already know that.
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342 a secret. many exist and many shall be on their own. you are there and i
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343 shall remain here. i will wait to lend you the use of my hand or the use
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344 of my pen. any pen will do will it not?
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345 someone has said that this is the place where brilliant stories die. i
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346 see that this may not be so. hidden words that i have seen tell me
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347 otherwise. many stroies shall conclude. as well as many characters. will
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348 the brilliance be lost in their conclusion? prehaps the gleem of the
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349 concept exists only in its future potential. ending removes all doubt.
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350 they destroy the question of "what if?". my confidants and confidantes
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351 shall proceed at their own cost. whatever that shall bring. o the pain.
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352 ____________________________________________________________________mg__
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353 *@*@*@*@*@*@ The Minstrel *@*@*@*
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354
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355 A scarlet feeling,
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356 escaped his mind,
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357 searching out,
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358 find,
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359 with no caring,
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360 joy,
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361 or love,
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362 shooting down,
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363 the peace dove,
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364 The feeling cried,
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365 all this,
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366 tit'S moment died,
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367 it'S xhour missed,
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368 and once again,
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369 the world went right on,
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370 doing what it must,
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371 spinning upon,
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372 spinning upon,
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373 fear, greed, pain, love, and lust.
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374 @*@*@*@*@ The pain filled heart
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375 of the minstrel *@*@*
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376 p.s.: Please comment on my songs!
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377 *@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@**
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378 ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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379 Minstrel: Quite good! I enjoyed them so much, that I captured them and put
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380 them on a disk. Keep up the good work!
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381 Milch: Sorry about taking so long, but....
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382 ??????????????? The Doctor ???????????????????????? June 24, 85 at 3:48 ???????
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383 @*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@
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384 Anotehr story you say,
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385 anjourney of the imagination?
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386 I fear the day,
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387 hads gone by,
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388 txe time is going,
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389 hours fly,
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390 And I must go,
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391 destony,
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392 I am the Minstrel
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393 *@*@*@*@*@*@* the Minstrel *@*
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394 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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395 Doctor: That's all right, I'm just becoming even more wrinkled and grey than
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396 I am now.
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397 ++++++++
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398 (I want a new duck- one that won't try to bite, one that won't chew a hole in
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399 my socks, one that won't quack all night...(from "I want a new Duck", Weird
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400 Al's "Dare to be Stupid" album)
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401 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milchar ++++++++ June 24, 1985 +++++++++++++++
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402 ===================================================================
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403 As a long-time lurker, away for a few weeks, I have an observation:
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404 BW seems to have been taken over by the kiddies. Not necessarily, of course,
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405 the "juvies" of old, just kiddies. Is this really as it appears? Is there
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406 anyone out there over the age of 17? What happened to the adults?
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407 ========================== Justa Lurker ==========================
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408
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409 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*
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410 Ahhh...to be seventeen again!
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411 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*
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412 In case anyone cares: Yosp is Hoojib is Minstrel is Yosp is Hoojib is Minstrel.
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413
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414 :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
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415
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416 From Prometheus; Aged
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417 So there is a difference between Juvies and people seventeen and younger.
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418 Not being one to argue, I agree, but as far as Backwater having been taken
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419 over by the Juvies ( Oops, under seventeens ) I think not.
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420 The writers are mostly in their twenties, and those that aren't, are going
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421 headlong into it.
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422
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423 Daring to be stupid,
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424 Prometheus Juvie Hawthorne
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425 ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
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426 17! Lesse now... that'd be back in 72... Right! I'd just gotten into a no-
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427 credit Fortran course for high school students at Gonzaga University. We got
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428 to punch our own card decks & wait for the IBM 360 to crank out the results..
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429 _______________
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430 As for the list..
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431 1. That kind of thing used to be the main content of BW disks (check the
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432 archives!)
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433 2. Enter? whadda ya mean enter... I just pipe the incoming text from CIS
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434 to BW.... (of course, it *does* need a little buffering...)
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435 _____________________________Leonard_______________________________________
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436 *@*@*@*@*@*@*@* The Minstrel @*@*@*@*@
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437 A ship sailed at dawn,
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438 Grestigast bay,
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439 it's name was "The Fawn",
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440 it shone and it's hull was hit by the spray,
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441 Of the ocean's waves,
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442 the turning, churning mass,
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443 a hand that saves,
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444 or kills with it'S grasp,
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445 It flew out of the dock port,
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446 in splendor and grandure,
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447 it's captain was a man,
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448 with a noble stature,
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449 But even he,
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450 could not hope to defend,
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451 ainst the mighty sea serpent,
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452 that would bring about their end,
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453 and so the ship worried,
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454 as it cxurned over the sea,
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455 It's sails open to the wind,
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456 txe breeze flowing free,
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457 until that huge monster,
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458 In a plume of the brine,
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459 turned up and attacked,
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460 for the men of the ship, txis would be their last time,
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461 to see the sun,
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462 to see the stars,
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463 things they took advantage of,
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464 whe~ veiwed froma afar,
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465 on a distant shore,
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466 some miles away,
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467 from the sea and the chores,
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468 toil of every day,
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469 crubbing the decks and fixing the sails,
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470 these men were brave,
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471 but all harts fail,
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472 to the might of the sea Dragon,
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473 not closing with speed,
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474 "Ram the Dragon" shouted the captain,
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475 "An attack I shall lead,
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476 against this foul creature,
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477 of the dark sea,
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478 we'll see who will win,
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479 who's soul will be free,
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480 It shall be my men and me!"
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481 And with that he turned the wheel,
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482 of the boat,
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483 And it headed for the surreal,
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484 form of the dragon as it attacked.
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485 He prayed to his lord,
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486 that they might yet live,
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487 or stop txis foul demon,
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488 he asked for diliverance to give,
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489 to them all.
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490 The dragon was gaining speed,
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491 the dragon's mouth opened wide,
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492 nough space to swallow the boat inside,
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493 With a final triumphAnt blow,
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494 the boat struch the dragon,
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495 The creature's anger did grow,
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496 It thrashd about and did it's best,
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497 to remove the boat lest,
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498 it have it stuc{k there for the rest,
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499 it's days..
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500 boat is still there,
|
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501 the Dragon is not,
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502 it's souk was sent,
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503 to someplace rather hot (hehehe),
|
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504 It's gone for good,
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505 no need to fear,
|
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506 it's ugly maw,
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507 for you did hear,
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508 of how the noble captain grand,
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509 saved his ship,
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510 ossibly his land....
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511 *@*@* The Seafaring Minstrel *@*@*@*@*@
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512 All: PLEASE!!!! COMMENT ON MY WORKS!!!
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513 The minstrel looked on at the people of Backwater and asked
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514 "I have told some stories that I know. But are there any subjects that
|
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515 you would like me to sing about? Anything
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516 at all?
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517 *@*@*@*@*@*@ The questioning minstrel *@*@
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518 `,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,
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519 Does being 17 and a half cut it? Maybe, maybe not... it all depends on what
|
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520 I just finish reading. Sometimes you just have to be a little strange, it's
|
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521 okay if it doesn't hurt anyone else. It lets some of the pressure of ordinary
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522 life escape. You might as well have some fun doing it.
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523
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524 - Minstrel - Have faith in yourself! You don't have to look to the outside
|
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525 to find satisfaction, look to yourself. See how you like your songs. If you
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526 read anything that is negitive, just remember that you can't please everyone,
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527 not all at the same time. It's appreciate the saying 'you have to appreciate
|
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528 yourself before others will appreciate you.'
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529 `,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`Mark`,`,`,`,
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530 Ah, 17. If I only had the intervening 15 years between then & now to do
|
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531 over again.... sigh.
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532 :::::::::::::O O:::::::::::::voyeur:::::::::::::::::::::O O:::::::::::::::::::::
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533 -(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(-(
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534 Minstrel: I agree with Mark--If you derive personal satisfaction from your
|
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535 poetry then you shouldn't worry about what others think. This is rarely the
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536 case, though. I'm sure your purpose involves entertaining readers, and when
|
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537 possible, causing them to stop and contemplate.
|
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538 The most important thing you have to work on, in my opinion, is rhythm.
|
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539 I find the stories you have to offer interesting, but I get tangled up in the
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540 widely varying line length. This problem even tends to impair your rhyme
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541 scheme as the reader's mind creates an end-of-sentence where one was not
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542 intended. (sorry for the vague explanation)
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543 The rhythm of which I speak (or meter, as I believe it's called) is the
|
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544 most time consuming factor I face when writing poetry--It is, however, the key
|
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545 to fluency.
|
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546 Keep up the work, Minstrel. I believe you have a talent or insight or
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547 gift or something which has prompted me to leave this message -- something I
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548 ery rare y do.ng which has prompted me to leave this message -- something I
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549 very rarely do.
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550 -)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)-)
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551 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
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552 ... but then again, poetry doesn't have to have a set, concrete rhythm. As
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553 many write it, poetry can have shape to it (ie words describing a tree,
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554 collected into the form of a tree rather than stanza or paragraph), or it
|
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555 could be fully freeform, or as above, using the metered forms and rhyming
|
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556 patterns such as ABAB, AABBA, ABCB, ABBA, ... I tend to regard poetry as
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557 any collection of words that are not strict prose; even then, some prose is
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558 very poetically written.
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559
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560 Mooncloud I call you
|
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561 You smile in your youthful way
|
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562 And call me Sunchild
|
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563
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564 Mooncloud, One who is there
|
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565 Sensed by millions
|
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566 but seen only by one
|
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567 Living of the energy
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568 of an everlasting sun
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569
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570 The One that sees you
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571 is a dreamer
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572 A dreamer of Sunclouds
|
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573 and Moonchildren
|
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574
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575
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576 Dreams fulfilled only
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577 by you
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578
|
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579 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^Emu
|
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580
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581 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
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582 Roses are Red
|
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583 Violets are blue
|
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584 You think this will rhyme next?
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585 You're wrong
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586
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587 Because it won't
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588 Rhyme where you
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589 Expect it to
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590
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591 Having fun with words
|
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592 Is what poetry is all about
|
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593 It can really be boring
|
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594 When you can guess the
|
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595 Next word coming out
|
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596
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597 Dependable
|
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598 Meter
|
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599 Is just
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600 As bad
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601
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602 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
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603 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
|
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604 mg: what art thou thinking?
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605 ^^^^^^^R.V.R.^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
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606 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*By any other name*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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607 Yes; I'm still here though I dwel more oft in other climes these days.
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608 Emu: great poet tree (i wonder if thats something those druids came up with,
|
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609 or was it Dryads???)
|
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610 Mynstral: more more
|
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611 Justa: Nothing is Ever ENTIRELY as it seems especialy in such rarified -
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612 virons as these.
|
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613 When I was 17 it was NOT such a very good year.
|
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614 Vietnam was frying in napalm and THE DRAFT was an empending doom on my
|
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615 personal horizon. One the other hand, fresh breezes of the spirit were
|
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616 quickening all the popular arts to hights not even aspired to in thair then
|
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617 newly popular genras!
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618 as it is written: those were 'interesting' times!
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619 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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620 0909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090
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621 Carmichael managed to shuffle cautiosly down the narrow stairs t
|
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622 cool and welcome shelter of a modest underground labrenth.
|
||
623 Exploring from end to end, he found himself to be the only living soul
|
||
624 prescent. His main regret was the time it was taking his overloaded eyes
|
||
625 to return to normal. He made two most welcome descouveries. One was enoh
|
||
626 supplies encluding preserved foods, to keep a small army on the move for
|
||
627 years! The other was a well equiped comm room. With the breadboarding
|
||
628 spaires at hand he let his hardware hacker's immagination run wild.
|
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629 090909090909090909090909090909090909DRAT!!!!!09no ROOM left0909ARGH090909
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