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LETTERS TO FRIENDS

...sometimes the best I can do to keep in touch is write to everyone at once...

ok, I almost never send these right?... so why send this one?... because I refuse to be predictable?... because I love the song?... because I am exceptionable gullible today? (good time to call, huh?)... because I'm lonely?... because I want to know what a peep is?... maybe it's cuz I miss you... naaaaaaa, it's probably cuz I have mail from you in my mailbox and I've been too busy working to write and I feel guilty... there's always time for a guilt trip... yeah, I don't miss you... right... not much (anybody see me buried in this wave of sarcasm?) anyway, I deleted all the forwarded addresses cuz hundreds of people might not want their addresses passed around to total strangers... then again, some might... you can let me know... or not... but then, some people don't like reading my babble unless they know me... maybe they think there's some secret danger in too many words from a stranger or something... look, nothing between the lines... or up my sleeve, even ;) could be you don't have time for meaningless drivel and you're judgmental enough to say so... might make you feel superior or something to put someone like me down... that's what cartoons are for, to make you feel better... as for me, I love meaningless drivel almost as much as I love babble (though babble holds a much much dearer place in my heart) and I wish I had time forn more of both... my writings are for people who also enjoy words in many forms, especially in this form... communication of ideas for no apparent reason (unless you pay attention and look for the reason cuz you know it must be in there somewhere even when it's not)... but this was a forward I chose to respond to, so back to the point that may or may not be here... maybe I chose to respond to this and send it out because it was time for another babbling hello and I was looking to diversify my approach... a well balanced portfolio is essential to a successful retirement plan, after all... and besides, originality is a series of coincidences combining other stuff other people wrote or did, after all... it may have been the peeps... wonder why that word was used... anyway, *HUG* and I do miss your words and sharing with you... (did you notice that is usually the ultimate point?) and just think, some people won't receive this amazing news in their email, some might actually have to read it on the web... I suppose it's time to apologize to anybody I do miss but left out of this particular BCC mailing... you may have slipped out of my address book and if you did and you didn't want to slip out, you should let me know... somehow... ya know?... there are always people left out who really belong... it's the nature of imperfection and I have been working on perfecting imperfection for a long time now (oh, the truth is so pointy sometimes LAM ;) ok... I'm ok... inside, settling into acceptance of what is beyond my power to change and working toward the renewal of actually actualizing my ideals and dreams and life - I may have mentioned something like that on my ever-expanding written gardens on the web... the web pages, ya know?... the addresses somehow magically appear at the bottom of these massive missives (now who remembers that phrase?... nudge nudge wink wink nod nod know-what-I-mean?... somebody smile? :) my current project is to disprove the old wive's tale (seems I have always been dismayed by {or is that attracted to... no, more dismayed by} old wive's tales) "all work and no play makes for a dull boy"... I think originally it was about some boy named johnny, but then, paraphrasing is my right... anyway, if you've kept up with my madness on the web, then you probably know all I wanna to is have some fun (song cue) and share but all I do is work work work and live alone... if it can be called living... yeah, so how dull have I become?... I'm using a forwarded email... actually, I use this in part to express my opinion about forwarding stuff for anyone who cares to know... I don't... forward, that is... I don't yell at or complain to or respond to people who forward stuff to me... usually... I intend no offense, I just don't have time for it... I'd much rather see a few words of real communication from a friend or a stranger than a long forward about something that is probably not true and worse, often threatening or warning of some dire peril... so don't be offended if you forward something to me and I don't participate in the thing...I break chains, it's what I do... anyway, here's this message... a first of sorts on a new level... and so it goes... being me, I'll respond during the forwarded message too... >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>And I'd give up forever to touch you >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>'Cause I know that you feel me somehow >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>And I don't want to go home right now >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>And all I can taste is this moment >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>And all I can breathe is your life >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>'Cause sooner or later it's over >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>I just don't want to miss you tonight >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>And I don't want the world to see me >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>'Cause I don't think that they'd understand >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>When everything's made to be broken >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>I just want you to know who I am >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>Or the moment of truth in your lies >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>When everything feels like the movies >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive* >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>And I don't want the world to see me >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>'Cause I don't think that they'd understand >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>When everything's made to be broken >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>I just want you to know who I am >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>> now there's a good point... I just want you to know who I am... identity... to be known... to exist in others, especially one special other, hearts and minds... I want that... don't you?... I have no idea what the asterisk is there for... except maybe it once lead to the credit for the lyric... now it becomes a "name that tune" (just one more ploy to encourage response, huh? ;) as you see from the >>>s, this has been around the block a few times... there were many hundreds of addresses between the top of the mail and the lyric... that probably keeps many from even reading the point of the message... and then, of course, there's this stuff... >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>This is a best friend test. Send this to as many >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>friends as you possibly can and if you get it back >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>you truly will know who your friends are. >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>> now this is the mudpuddle slop that keeps me from forwarding most messages that are interesting and inspiring enough to forward... the "or-else" ultimatums... this one isn't as threatening as most, but please do not believe any of the superstitious bulldonkeystuff... nothing horrible happens to people who don't forward... I know cuz I almost never forward... I'm much too rebellious to do as I'm told, especially when I'm threatened... and really, your true friends don't need to prove themselves, only the false faces, empty hugs, and superficial smiles need credentials :) >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>If you break this chain you will severly have bad luck, >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>I'm warning you so now you get to make a free wish!!!!!! >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>> bulldinkey... you get as many free wishes as you wish, so there... wishes are free, just like dreams... and don't let anybody tell you they're not... >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>You have 30 secs >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>> oh yeah sure... just for that I'm going to take 31 seconds... actually, it took months to post this and I'm not sure I ever actually forwarded it to anyone... I intended to, but then, I just found this bit of babble as a text file buried in a pile of other stuff... so I'm not sure if I did or didn't... did anyone out there receive this?... from me?... which leads to the almost musical but surely rhetorical question, what's luck got to do with it ;) >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Send this to: >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>2 peeps-it will come true in a year >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>5 peeps-in 3 months >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>7 peeps-1 month >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>10 peeps-in a week >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>15 or more-tomorrow >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>> yeah, so I never did find out why the word peep was used... but anyway, tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow... see ya, honest love, ric onward along this path... LETTER INDEX        GO BACK        GO ON        RUN AWAY! EMAIL EMAIL Candor Communications    ©1999, 2001