Following a lifelong affinity with Romanticism, accessable in real time with the serendipi
Following a lifelong affinity with Romanticism, accessable in real time with the serendipitous arrangement of a sister's hair upon waking, one needs not be lonesome ever again. The simple application of a nearby jacket and scarf complete the experience. The confluence between the experience of the spectacle, lubricated by the music may seem threatened by the animus of a young teenage sibling, though fear not. The conversation is contained entirely within this documentation.
Also, this transportation of Ludwig remains in keeping with the corresponding indulgent dreams with the lack of interaction (aside from the simple question of whether or not documentation was taking place).
The Maestro, after all, was German-speaking.
Not to mention, quite deaf.
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-I mean really, how bad can it be?
-Well, you can't just stand here all day, I'm freezing
-I mean really, how bad can it be?
-Well, you can't just stand here all day, I'm freezing!
-If you're going to jump, just do it already!
The appeal of a high drama situation is understandable. Consider however the frostbite, literal and figurative, that you may be causing loved ones with your indecision regarding such matters. Now that Lauren Bride is departed, I am one sister short and have apprised the role of the eldest child.
Given this, plus the new wisdom I have gleaned in my time of deepest mourning, I have learned the following:
Nothing Lasts Forever
Forever Can be Any Length of Time
and
Faith Wins Over Measure
Though my fingers are still frozen.
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(we began this in front of a big sign that said "DRUGS" but were busted, and then the same
(we began this in front of a big sign that said "DRUGS" but were busted, and then the same people were in the food court, so please keep these details in mind. thank you.)
City at large!
We are your daughters!
You leave us with little to want, and see us grow big, and yet we are still wanting, somehow. Sometimes it is true that you, city, eat up the bigger things life has to offer from us. While we await your digestive action to kick in, and redistribute some essential nutrients to our malnourished souls, we call out from the other side of the screen here for a little commiseration to balm us.
Should we, I and Lauren Bride, a sister to me, in the interim hit on some whack drug action? Nay, tender ones, for if all of this was the wayward product of a psychadelic cocktail, would you still believe us as we say "WE MISS YOU"? Or that none of the other people in this mall can really see us?
At the very least, we have you all, out there, to count on!
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As devoted siblings, we've been
(this video is a truncated version of the below ideas):
As devoted siblings, we've been searching high and low, near, far, here, there, everywhere! for some kind of clarification on a recent, troubling intuitive response to the adult world. True enough has been the fatigue of encountering the hapless wishes of lazy nostalgics. With the encouragement of my sister, Lauren Bride, I have been drawing from various sources the accounts in favour of adults not just believing IN one another, but just plan BELIEVING what other people have to say.
Give it a whirl with someone new. It can really help to smooth things out, and give the already-overworked chunky brain a well-deserved rest.
Take a load off! Be big amd go on to the next thing, ok?
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Contrary to the would-be results of modern spellcasters, returning to one's youth is not n
Contrary to the would-be results of modern spellcasters, returning to one's youth is not necessarily an attractive prospect. As a mature individual myself, I can tell you that a cautious, thourough recollection of the minutiae of being smaller (in the values of age, for example), there are some glaring aspects that do not warrant revisiting. After a bout of a variety of factors and afflictions, my big sister Lauren Bride is suddenly small once more. For me, it has worked out well --although between you and I, there is only so much conversation I can handle. The cold hard facts of the efficiency of a new, tiny sister are undeniable. However, there is a difference between youthfulness and childishness, and what shrinks and diminishes in childishness is more than just the numbers of age. While I cannot answer the old debate of how many angels can fit on the head of a pin, I can tell you how many sisters can fit into the palm of my hand: one.
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Lauren Bnde, who you might remember as my sister, and I were just sharing a story about so
Lauren Bnde, who you might remember as my sister, and I were just sharing a story about something the humans have done and might be doing right now.
Sometimes a person is full to the brim with a very
distinct kind of feeling, an explosive happiness, a certain blind faith hopefulness, with their lungs full of some pink sworling stuff that
they worked hard to suck in to protect the thundering heart nearby. It is a lucky moment for these humans, but watch out -- both if you are one, or if you are near one. These humans might need to share some affection in some way or another. If you are the unwilling recipient of this fevered love, ok, but we are not exacting sympathy for you in this missive. Sorry.
If you are the excreter of these feelings however, try to remember that the population might not see the stars in your eyes. Instead, they might say, deliver a punch to your esophagus or a kick to your solar plexus when you will not stop kissing them and can not make your arms let go.
You might think - "hey,bullshit!" "goddamnit! "or even "go to hell!! ". It is at these times, dear souls, we must remember to use our skills with integers to solve this age-old problem. Consider the positive figure against the negative figure with the same sort of mass or weight when determining how to act next.When we must use war to solve war, and love to answer love, what do we solve the war of love with? It is an equation that requires the positive figures to come out on top, but how you manouever the mathematics is your own 3-dimensional problem
While you ponder that and all of the possible solutions that cozy up to zero on either side, there is one more thing to tell you today:
(greetings from a broad)
(i wish you were here)
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It is no surprise to any of us that one can get a little caught up in
things now and then
It is no surprise to any of us that one can get a little caught up in
things now and then. Who is to say how long is too long, how much is
too much or what unexpected rhythms a person might pick up.
In getting so very caught up, or rather, just afterwards, some time
might slip away from you without you even noticing it has gone, like a
set of keys you never missed until you went digging thorugh your
knapsack for them after coming home from school. What a feeling! You
have our utmost sympathy on this one, friends.
While we cannot offer you any of this time back for you interest, like a
5 cent deposit on a bottle of ginger ale, we can suggest a trick to
help you slow the time down at a few opportune moments when you may
find yourself having to answer some pressing, if not irritating
questions.
Try making direct eye contact with the person asking you these
questions, while counting backwards from three to zero slowly. At the
same time, in your heart, ask the person to understand that you just
could not help it -- you had found a fleeting moment of love for
yourself and had tried to make it last. You hadn't meant for anything
to go wrong, and if they were sympathetic creatures, they too would
recall themselves doing similar things all the time to prolong some
pleasure or happiness.
My sister, Lauren Bride, will now demonstrate this technique. Please
disregard the little clock at the bottom of the screen.
Thank you. We knew you would understand.
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Hello!
This time, an annecdote and a parcel we have no address for:
Not long ago, my
Hello!
This time, an annecdote and a parcel we have no address for:
Not long ago, my sister here, Lauren Bride, and a friend of hers were walking up St George street in the later part of the evening. They were lucky enough to have gone to a concert and then were going to do some work together.
They saw another two women having an argument. These women looked like expensively dressed undergrad students, or possibly immature graduate students. One was a tall blonde who was crying, walking away from the house while the other, in a pastel 2004-style jogging suit said "...if you're walking, then should I cancel the cab because it reflects badly on us....?" .
Ultimately it was the very nature of the question itself that reflected badly on her, but that is neither here nor there.
What is both here there and everywhere is the theft of the moment. My sister here, whether she meant to or not, stole the intimate moment from the crying woman. On Lauren's behalf I would like to offer it back to her to keep as her own, over the internet where it can wait until she sees it someday. Lauren would also like to apologize; she never meant to initiate a theft like that.
Thank you, truly!
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This is my sister, Lauren Bride.
Near the end of 2006 it is pretty warm and there is a
This is my sister, Lauren Bride.
Near the end of 2006 it is pretty warm and there is a false spring fever which could be confusing, especially if you were in any sort of strained situation. Any kind of spring fever usually implies some sort of greatfulness for the state, so we can keep that in mind. It is not exactly the same as the loss of gravity one experiences in a dream, but for now let?s just say it is something different and confusing in its newness. With things in this new, formerly impossible context, a person might have thoughts about what could happen in the world that seemed highly unlikely in the past. May I elucidate this nebulous concept with a concrete example? I will, right now:
What might happen if people planned to have a common dream one night as arranged on an internet chat room, and if enough people dreamed the same thing, what would it count for and where was the place it all took place? Was there a switchboard operator who connected person A to person C to person Z in Laos or Burkhina Faso or Cavendish? Was the position of switchboard operator an intuitive one or did the person need training at an accredited college? Was the switchboard itself a somehow visceral machina with, ahem, plugs and sockets and lit-up dials that were able to live somehow with the metabolized material of communicating dreamers? Was there a great grid, and if so, was the grid a physical one with a map of the world or were the individual people position according to where they were, their own place in the dream? See what happens to peoples? thoughts when spring fever comes early?
It isn?t so crazy an idea per se, because think about what humans could do with this sort of thing if they could get it together. The world can be a bit of a piece of shit now and then. It sure would be nice to put in a few repair stitches to patch it up over a good night?s sleep, as being a dreamer alone just doesn?t cut it. Times can be tough, you know?
Thank you, and sweet dreams.
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