the_question Raina she asked me... "what does it mean when your back hurts, you have to pee alot, and your cycle is acting funny?" my first two words to her... "...oh shit..." Two possible answers popped into my mind. Pregnancy or Disease. But I soothed her by creating a pacifying answer... "You're just stressed out" and she smiled. and my brow creased at the fact that she would trick herself into believing nothing was really wrong. the two questions I have for her is... "Could you go get checked out?" "NOW maybe?" 001018 ... silentbob i asked her the question and she said she didn't know the answer. but it should be so simple...and if it really is all the same why doesn't she tickle me anymore? 001018 ... Raina Now she is trying my already frazzled patience. "what should I do?" "Go check yourself, dummy. It may be just stress..." Or maybe that's just me. 001018 ... Effingham Fish "Great men shun publicity. The truly great shun the world." - Lady Shiva 011203 ... searching why couldn't he love me? am i not good enough to be loved? i gave up on answering the first one, and i'm working on making myself forget the second, because i am, and some day i will be 020122 ... amongst the ruins of intensity and limitation is better left to nightmares. So how much of what we know about ourselves is chaperoned by luminosity, the absence of apprehension. 020715 ... User24 Raina: was she? 030428 ... Nathan88 what does syrope mean? 030429 ... pipedream how do you live without your mother? 030429 ... Syrope what is my intent or what does my name mean? does this note_in_the_margin mean enough for me for me to write it down in pen? 030716 ... Raina User24, yes she was. If you can see by the date, that was in 2000. Her pain is now her son, Dante. 031230 ... celestias shadow how now, brown cow? 040101 ... cocoon what is the question? 040101 ... unhinged 'so, to the question 'what can we do?' just about anything we choose to do. the fact of the matter is, by comparative standards, we live in quite a free society. it wasn't a gift from heaven. the freedoms that we have were won by hard, painful, courageous popular struggle, but they're there. we have that legacy - a legacy granted to us by the struggles of others. there are huge opportunities - it's still the freest society int he world in many ways. government has very limited capacity to coerce. corporate business may try to coerce, but they don't have the mechanisms. there's a lot that can be done if people organize - struggle for their rights as they've done in the past - and we can win many victories. i think that we can see quite clearly some very, very serious defects and flaws in our society, our level of culture, our institutions - which are going to have to be corrected by operating outside of the framework that is commonly accepted. i think we're going to have to find new ways of political action. there is a change going on, mainly among young people, but that is where change usually starts. where's it gonna go? that's really up to you. it goes where people like you will direct it. my close friend for many years, the late howard zinn, to put it in his words, said that 'what matters is the countless small deeds of unknown people, who lay the basis for the significant events that enter history.' they're the ones who've done things in the past. they're the ones who'll have to do it in the future.' - noam chomsky 180911 ... falling_alone Finding notes from the past. “Where are you Rebecca?” 180911 ... arwyn where have i been? exploring the depths of life. it sounds trite, but i'd rather that than the possibility of stagnation. i've fought my way back from the hell of abuse and found true love. i've watched a tiny human become a young man. i've made a real family - not one forged in genetics, but one forged in loyalty and love. I've found a new dream and a new life, but sacrificed myself in many ways. I'm finding me again. I'm finding things I never knew. 35 is so much prettier than 25. 180924 ... unhinged (35 was way better than 25 for me too) 180924 what's it to you? who go blather from