who_am_i lost Who am i. I want you to take a minute and tell me who you think i am. if you would. 010425 ... Casey I'll give it a try. You are a member of the elite. You are lost in the world. Your place has yet to be found. You have no clue where you belong, if you think you even do belong. Please don't think any less of me if I'm wrong. It I am right though, you may be lost. But you are not alone. 010425 ... velvet spasm cheeky hernandez 010425 ... Dafremen You are the long lost heir to a long forgotten kingdom whose long dead residents lost hope long ago of ever finding you and instead were left to long...too long and have long since vanished. - - 010425 ... lost casey your pretty much right. 010426 ... flo calling 27 calling 27 ere maggie, 'ave we lost 27 again. come in 27, i've got a job for you on the vauxhall road. CALLING 27!! control? is that you control? can you tell me where i am? it is dark outside the car and even though the engine starts, i can't get traction, feels like i'm floating. sometimes a grey shape come near the window. it is cold here and the air is stale like it has been leeched by centuries 27, stop being so bloody stuipid. there is a lady up the vauxhall road needs to get to the center, and you need to take her. i was so scared control. please send somebody to find me. i pissed myself. i need help. 010427 ... G_wiz13 dont you wish you knew. (writing with 2 different screen names often makes me feel like i am skizofrenic cuz i will write at the same page with bot names just to see if anyone notices or even cares which apparently they dont) 010514 ... ? how about floatsam names 010514 ... ! nonsense 010514 ... :) i am a fool 010514 ... :0 i dont´t believe 010514 ... florescent light I come from a marriage gone sour. Two parents who are miserable. They hate each other and hate their lives, None of whom have the goddamn intelligence or courage to leave the other- so they stay unhappily together and do everything in their power to let us know how unhappy they are, break our spirits, and fuck us up. --I am the product of that union-- A moody, insecure, intelligent, woman who escapes into her fantasy world of nature beauty poetry and magic. Who's not real good at anything but not too bad at a lot. 010701 ... Dafremen You have no idea how close I came to being not too good at anything...whew! (Didn't have any parents to hold me back I guess.)I would love to write nature beauty poetry because I am constantly in awe of the natural world. Is that just poetry about how beautiful nature is? Or can it just be about different aspects of nature?(Which could all be seen as beautiful in their own way.) 010701 ... Jean Valjean Who am I? 24601!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 011209 ... kerry how do you find out who you are? 011231 ... p2 "Sim Simmer, who got the keys to my bimmer Who am I, the girls dem sugar How can I, make love to a fellow In a rush, pass mi di keys to my truck Who am I, di girls dem luck And I and I will make love to Precious" - Beenie Man (Who Am I) 021212 ... zander who am I? I am me. enough said. 030101 ... jane look_at_me 030102 ... Norm I certainly don't know... maybe someone here can tell me who I am. 031218 ... no reason and letters and such asldkfjaldjf YOU are DRUNK like ME!!!! oooooooookay mayyyyyyybe nottttttttt. 031218 ... Borealis worthless. Today I met a man. A rich man I believe. He kicked me. I am no more than a blind cripple, dragging myself day after day to the gates, to plead and pine to those passing by for an alm..only an alm. You won’t even notice it missing from your fat purses..please sir..please.. If not your alms, then your knife. Do me the favor of ending this tedium..this misery. I shall be eternally in your debt. I spit upon you those who stand as high as the clouds, shining brighter than the brightest star, sucking the life blood of those of us who have no choice but to be trodden upon. Even through the cloudy glaze of my cataracts, your sickening glow penetrates and sticks. You resemble a cheaply made plastic childhood toy. You have no worth, no value..yet your gaudy colours will sing of your greatness until you have passed on, and even then..not even nature herself will be able to break you down to your composite parts. I have no dignity left for what dignity was once mine, even in sickness, even in blindness..was stripped from my frail body, by you and your people. Seize my elbow then, and jostle me through the crowd. Pay no heed to my buckling knees, and useless ankles. My comfort means nothing to you, nor should it.. Throw me off the nearest skyscraper if such a thing should please you. The darkness has been companion for too long. And I have grown to love her. Even if a speck of light appeared amidst my home, and it grew slowly with intensity and warmth until it filled my entire field of vision, and once again, colours, and textures, and movement, and dancing became real to my eyes once more, I fear I would fail to recognize such a thing..as anything more than one more level down..one more step towards oblivion.. I dare you to wake me up. 040412 ... Borealis well..actually I meant that as a question. should have realized a page named "who am I" existed before. stop talking and go to bed ash... 040412 ... amy_nomnus you're a hamster 040413 ... Borealis *grins* thanks! 040419 ... SA kx21 040609 ... kx21 Acid_Test:- = 'kx21'? 040609 ... kx21 OOps... M Correlation of SA and kx21 implies that the http://blather.newdream.net/ - its software, in the eye of Two_palms of 'kx21' is not Pure / Perfect... 040609 ... kx21 kx21 * iLink- SA * 040609 ... . a map - Geometry of SA in the Blather Space... 040609 040609 ... dude- ocd much? 040610 ... tessa does it matter? does it matter that i don't know? do i have to be someone in particular? 041024 ... tessa who is it that i want to be? I know this isn't it. What will i regret not doing? I thought these things didn't matter to me. Obviously i was wrong. 050401 ... seuadr Who am i ? i'm not who everyone else seems to see. but i hope i'm not who i see either. 060916 ... Emptyness Alive who is anyone. we r who we seem to be. who people see you as. 060917 what's it to you? who go blather from