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aM i DiStUrBeD? Hey has anyone seen mon for a while? 041101
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slothisily from_now_on thinks me 041101
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from now on i haven't seen her in a long time.


but, aye. is_mise_mon / i am mon.


porquoi?
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crOwl i can easily spot a monadh name change. 041101
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aM i DiStUrBeD? Ah well you see I maybe not as clever as the above; obviously not including myself.
I was just wondering where you had got to. Although I did spot a newbie that was blathing with zest, it kind of rang some bells.
Sorry for the mix-up, the message to me must have got lost in the post.
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from now on well thankyou for wondering and asking 041102
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aM i DiStUrBeD? You are indeed very welcome. 041103
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monee i think i can be very repetetive with my words, so it wouldn't surprise me too much if i am spotted easily by some (or one,...

but then again... i have used a lot of different names so i can see how one might get confused.



mon
nom
notme
nomme
monadh
sans nom
inconnue
magpie
uow
not now
from now on
idonthaveaname
crazy lady
tired and crazy
someone else
doesn't matter
canehdian
ee

are all the names i've used that i can think of right now.



i seem to have a hard time sticking with one name.




but anyhow, i enjoy reading your writing, aM i DiStUrBeD?. indigo_childhood, for instance...a real smasher i thought.
the 'sitting under the sycamore tree,
with blue feathers in your hair' line was especially pictureful to read.
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monee blather is so full of beauty, it is hard to stop reading.

many blatherskites have become my favourite poets of the modern age.


i think i could probably stop writing without much difficulty, but to stop reading would take a lot of willpower.

of course at some point though, i will have to stop reading, as nothing lasts forever and my breath is merely mortal.

at some point i will be dead and these words could still be here (unless or until the world blows up and all trace of the internet disappears along with it).

it mostly scares me to think that all my words could/will/might outlive me,... that someone in the near or far off future could be reading this.

i don't want people who know me to read this, yet i want people who read this to know me.

i think that's what scares me most about blather. it makes me hesitate to write. perhaps that is why i change name so often, to try to hide a little. but then, part of me wants to be heard and be known, so i can't help but blabble while i'm still here.
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aM i DiStUrBeD? I thank you for your kind words, and I feel that if you think you may be repeating yourself, it must be worth saying twice and something that gives meaning to you.

I also agree with you, I do think that it is a phenomenal feeling to know that our words as we write them could proceed us into different eras and be here for possibly forever. But that is such a long time.

In another 1,000 years blue feathers may be a myth that floats on the breeze as a whisper of the past.
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forgot: newme




:)
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peyton timeless we are
timeless we shall become
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monee forever_and_always 041105
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.nom never_goodbye, never again
well maybe sometime)

they say never say never
say never say never
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.nom i'm too into blather to let go yet

i know i can, i could
but i'd miss it all, you all
this all

so very funking much
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.nom i'm just not going to talk about certain things in here anymore, that is my plan, bet you a fiver i can't even stick to it.
wish me luck, or don't.
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