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BEING SOME EXCERPTS FROM RAMBLINGS OF THE VARIOUS CHARACTERS WHO LIVE, VISIT, OR WANDER WHERE THEY WILL GO TO WRITE
LETTERS TO STRANGERS
[ FROM THE OTHERS EMAIL GROUP ] -----Original Message----- From: Toaster To: others@yahoogroups.com Date: Thursday, May 03, 2001 4:51 PM Subject: Re: [others] if I had the time I liked the poem. Been trying to email you but your regular address has been bouncing my email for the past 4 days. Toaster __________________________________________________ Humour cannot be learnt. Besides wit and keenness of mind, it presupposes a large measure of goodness of heart, of patience, of tolerance and of human kindness. ~~Curt Goetz thanks :) candor@writeme.com can sometimes be clogged, but usually works... it's the primary address I've been using since about 1995... if it is the one that is bouncing, then try webbot@att.net (direct to the ATT server)... if that's bouncing, then I'm offline for more than a few days or longer and the mailbox is full... and hello everybody, how other you? J I've been randomly (if we believe in the chaos theory and randomness and all) digging into my sleepy but lonely anima (mind or whatever) for whatever might be found and sending the words to the group that seems most appropriate at the moment (being subscribed {as opposed to belonging, I suppose, since I feel I belong more in some than in others... but then, I feel I belong in others too if you follow this parenthetic aside within a parenthetic aside} to more than 500 different online groups, the selection process could be as random as the rambling itself sometimes)... alas, no wonder I don't get much response, I must confuse more than I amuse most of the time... but being a being who enjoys my own confusion cuz I know is just illusion, I amuse myself... does that keep me alone?... maybe that's a discussion for the loneliness group (I've learned a long time ago not to question good moods, so I'll just stay in one) J I guess I am in a very deep other state most of the time because I don't feel I have the time to actually communicate one on one with anybody and I feel very disconnected from humanity on a personal basis... the positive side of this is that I have minimal influences and a perspective all my own (as much as possible) and perhaps that's a large part of the uniqueness of creativity and maybe something timeless and something transcending humanity and life and something even genius-like will emerge when we least expect it... or maybe not (oh can an ego more blatently beg for stroking or what?... lam) J the down side of this isolationism is loneliness, alas, for the desire to share is unfulfilled and that being one of the strongest desires (if not the strongest desire) in me the unfulfilled feeling is pretty profound (and not very pretty come to think of it, but I do try to dress it up when company comes cuz naked loneliness scares most people away, after all... before too)... in any case, it could just be my maze at work (whatever am I talking about) as I await the second (or third or first) coming of the one... ah, I am hopelessly hopeful, aren't I? J but that's a whole other group (maybe I'll head there next?) and a horse of a different color at that... luckily I keep way too busy to feel much of the aches and pains of working too hard, no less the agony left in a life devoid of sharing ecstasy when that hunger drives everything and the moon and stars too (in case you didn't notice, I took a break {to play with a 5 year old, at that... the four year old in me is bouncing around even more than the mail}... one clue that I took a break in the writing of this email is the repetitiveness)... so how are all of us others right about now (now is when you read this) J I never did get that email T... I won't envelope myself in a profound depression over it because I know you will perservere and get the message to me somehow and that is something I appreciate about you way more than words can say... but words shall be tried J I appreciate you keeping the joke group full of jokes... life is way too serious sometimes (and these days may be one of those sometimes since I work and sleep and work some more most of the time)... when I next suddenly find myself rambling (maybe tonight if I can stay awake since I am not scheduled to work unless called) I shall pop into one or more of the 500+ groups and subtly beg for some attention J I paused again... this time for sleep... see what happens when I feel comfortable writing to someone even in the middle of a group?... I can relax so much I snooze... it's a compliment, in case you wondered... I actually slept more than 8 hours in a bed... a child sized bed, but a but still a bed... I feel kinda like Alice in Wonderland with the size of the bed (not to mention 5' high shower nozzle... one day I'll be in a home space again that I can fit to my comforts... until then {and after too, actually}, home is inside)... I really loved Wonderland though... but then I love adventure and puzzles and exploring the unknown too... and a munchkin just climbed into bed to say hello... she's the 5y/o mentioned earlier... or yesterday, actually... the relativity of time never ends, ya know J I turned on music and I hear a DJ introducing a song... he's explaining how the song was humiliated by mockery after being a long term chart hit... one of the scariest things about humanity is exemplified for me by the continued degredation and mockery of the song... it's called Feelings (Morris Alpert)... most people probably remember the mockery (like by Bill Murray, Carol Burnett, and a whole lot of others famous and not) much more than the big hit it was... once a serious heartbreak love song, it because a cultural joke... I think it's one glaring sign of the inability of humans to deal with their feelings honestly (and I think if Billy Joel was not as big a star with a well respected repetiore, his Honesty would be equally as mocked... but it's much easier to mock a one hit wonder)... meanwhile, the song (Feelings) was #1 in sales for a while and on the charts for 32 weeks because at first it did touch human feelings... and that was it's ultimate downfall... and I think a lack of courage and maturity about feelings will be humanities ultimate downfall... unless the species grows enough... we can hope (and I do, as you probably already know)... too bad more kids haven't heard and believed in the song It's Alright to Cry from the Free To Be You And Me soundtrack... and I'm definitely wandering off in many directions now (a kid will inspire that too easily and I'm enjoying every minute of it, but I won't ask you to read much more of it {unless you really want to and then you can find me in some other groups later} cuz it is possible you don't enjoy my madness {or thought process} as much as I do) J and there's a mini-rant for today... I think I see some babble in this message that might be of interest (maybe even appreciated in some way, huh?) by other others in other groups, so I'm gonna pull some of the rambles here for other groups as I ramble on tonight... yup, I think I just convinced myself to do that... and to continue... so anyway (again?), I hope life is smiling more than frowning for you and I hope you are finding a way to enjoy being an other... from one other to another, share a slice of life or some creativity or just a wave hello sometimes... hope you do (and come on over and share a hug if you're ever in Orlando) J honest love, ric (home on the web) (more email groups) [ THE OTHERS EMAIL GROUP ] [ is for anyone who who ever checked 'other' on a form ] [ or if you just feel you don't fit in ] to subscribe, send a blank message to: others-subscribe@yahoogroups.com ... a friend is a stranger waiting to be met ... a friend is a stranger wanting to be met ... a friend is a stranger willing to be met ... 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