Eeyore fanclubs
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The old grey donkey, Eeyore stood by himself in a thistly corner of
the Forest, his front feet well apart, his head on one side, and thought
about things. Sometimes he thought sadly to himself, "Why?" and sometimes
he thought, "Wherefore?" and sometimes he thought, "Inasmuch as which?"
and sometimes he didn't quite know what he was thinking about.
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"I chose a bittersweet happiness over a grey and uneventful life. And I have no regrets. For if we did not have hurt, it would not be better. It would be worse. Because then there would be no happiness, either. And no room for hope.."
- "Stalker", Andrei Tarkovsky
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This page is dedicated to a particular mood. The one where you're depressed and enjoying it,
in a perverse way, whether it's the attention being lavished on you by everyone around
or the thoughts buzzing around in your own head - there's nothing quite like a good
wallow in your own self-pity. So. Browse around, leave a comment in the guestbook
- a good, healthy dose of someone else's attention always goes down well..
I'm going to keep these pages plain - neat, minimally formatted text, a bare minimum of graphics, fast loading and easy to read. Updates will be slow - I only write when I'm depressed, and I'm not looking to be depressed for a good while; and I rarely take material from others. I might even consider putting some happy things up here. They'll be Eeyore-happy things, though; because no silver lining comes without its cloud.
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Bubbles
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No comment.. ^^;;; don't ever drink, people. Just don't.
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Butterfly
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This was written as a response to one of the poems on a Christian friend's page. Sometimes things just need a reply..
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Diary
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A drunken rant; but hey, we all get weeks like that... There's no rhyme, but there is a beat. Or there should be. Give me a break; I was drunk.. ^^;;
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Dream
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I had a little too much dogma shoved at me that day... /sigh/
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Emptiness
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"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.." A poem about a friend that I see a lot of myself in sometimes.
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Hiding
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"A peaceful night to you. Yet where is peace? It is not for you - peace; you will find none.." - "An Ordinary Miracle", Eugene Schwartz
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Life
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This was written after Sun Kitten emailed me 'Condemned to Flight'..
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Memories
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Sometimes I remember the places where I spent my childhood.. ain't nostalgia wonderful?
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Moths
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Another nostalgia trip..
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Prisoner
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Sun Kitten sent me the second poem of the 'Chains' duo.. it struck a chord, and I had to respond. After I wrote this, I was allowed to see the first one..
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Together
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A question was asked, and an answer was given. One of these years I'll have words enough for what I feel; this will have to do, for now..
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Trust
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There is a limit to how much you can keep inside, and how long you can keep giving, and offering, without taking.
Sometimes it is right to accept an offer of help, and to share..
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Vampire
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This is a weird one. I got tired of quoting other people's words in my email signatures, so I thought I'd write something I could quote from. On trying it a few times I decided quoting myself felt way too arrogant, so I went back to quoting other people.. ^^;;
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We'll fly together..
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After reading Sun Kitten's The Last Griffin I just couldn't let things rest like that..
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You
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This one's for you; you know who you are. If I shut my eyes, I can see you smile as you read this..
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