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			<title>on writing in posts</title>
			<description>&quot;...well now, aren't the best books those that one feels part of...&quot; replied the goblin as best he could continuing &quot;...where forumland becomes like a book between us today, just somewhere where those docile readers can step out of their docility by replying directly back then, but perhaps y..</description>
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			<title>on writing perfectly</title>
			<description>QuoteMy grammar may not be perfect&quot;...well let's just say we're two of a kind then...&quot; replied the goblin whose grammar wasn't so much imperfect as more something akin to non-existent even, quite forgivable seeing that most people on forumland didn't really like those who wrote perfectly any..</description>
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			<title>another ghost</title>
			<description>another ghost, the goblin remembered the true story in the newspaper about a super powerful motorcycle that had already killed two out of three brothers, and of course the point of the story was what would the third brother do now, either &quot;ride it&quot; or &quot;sell it&quot;, but for the goblin at that time witho..</description>
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			<title>someone's an old gruge </title>
			<description>back in the village now, and still looking after his mother in her mental decline, just the goblin looks out the window and notices an old woman who was watching from the safe distance on the church path behind his house, the funeral in the graveyard beyond of someone who apparently had some..</description>
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			<title>a moment in the past</title>
			<description>readying for his return to geneva, the goblin had said goodbye to his failing mother once more, and yet again the goblin was thinking here that the older one gets the more that word &quot;goodbye&quot; has weight to it, for his room in this old house was quiet and barely unchanged since the last time ..</description>
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			<title>during the copenhagen economic summit</title>
			<description>the goblin felt that he had not heard the last of those neoconservatives regardless of political party, saying &quot;...oh yes, their philosophy of self centered arrogance and &quot;divide and conquer&quot; is still very much norm isn't it, moreover their trick of &quot;constant distraction&quot; is still being used..</description>
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			<title>on not competing here</title>
			<description>the goblin apologized in his way, repeating &quot;...I suppose if I actually knew what I was going to write next then I wouldn't be bothered to write it since it wouldn't surprise me when I wrote it, so at times I might follow the previous poster's post though more often I'm just posting something new of..</description>
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			<title>how to help the average american to take interest in the financial markets</title>
			<description>certainly, the goblin thanked the poster for pointing out the plight of the american economy of late, but either way, the goblin's mind, or whatever little remained of it that is, was musing on the idea that somehow those federal financial institutions could solve much of that accusation, th..</description>
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			<title>one's priorities in posting</title>
			<description>no the goblin was not playing zen here, &quot;...naah, I want to d an incredible post, that's right one like where she just explodes as fireworks do in the hot night sky to the radio tunes in the back of my car, a real tigress, a temptress, an angel without mercy to her unbridled passion, yes a p..</description>
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			<title>if it's not selfish it's selfless </title>
			<description>the goblin never did his own posts for others here, saying &quot;...besides, one can't really gauge people's likes anyway since they are all based on tastes, so whether good or bad, one thing is true for sure, simply if one is really honest in one's posting then like minded people will approach, ..</description>
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			<title>on people who don't like you</title>
			<description>Quotenobody likes you&quot;...ah yes, nobody likes me perhaps, though by default anybody who stands apart from that nobody there becomes a somebody by it...&quot; mentioned the goblin who preferred to deal with a somebody when posting, for after all those nobodies were just that then, nobodies after all, wher..</description>
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			<title>on using canned replies</title>
			<description>QuoteHow can anyone have time to be a member of more than one forum? I must have too much going on!&quot;...ah no, it's easy to be over many forums, one simply needs to change that mindset from posting in reply, to posting in preparation, in that I remember my first forum being a windows based computer..</description>
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			<title>upon relating to others</title>
			<description>QuotePeople are so mean.the goblin always liked the other posters here, saying &quot;...I am here because I have a great faith in this forum and those members whom I know now as being both more original and accepting than some others here, where it's this laissez faire which really wins out in th..</description>
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			<title>about posts in general</title>
			<description>the goblin liked everyone here, saying &quot;...you are what you post where actually there is nothing stopping those others too, from posting something really interesting that is, only that there is this undercurrent across forumland out there of oh well, since everyone else posts like a moron, the..</description>
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			<title>why posting is like painting to the goblin </title>
			<description>the goblin was mostly happy with whatever dailylife threw his way, &quot;...yes it's ever a controlled madness isn't it, for one's dailylife doesn't neatly follow &quot;cause and effect&quot; each time, any more than one's mind is merely a mechanism made up of connecting neurons that neatly thinks up its thoughts,..</description>
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			<title>why externals didn't matter to the goblin</title>
			<description>QuoteIsn't there a danger of forgetting who you are if you hide yourself away for too long.... If you have a face for every occasion will you eventually forget what you look like ?? Doesn't it take more energy to put up a pretense than just burst out with who you really are ? What if cyber ..</description>
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			<title>someone whose father had died after a long illness,</title>
			<description>&quot;...often when writing something out here, I feel this dailylife to be so superficial...&quot; ventured the goblin before continuing &quot;...and perhaps it is madness on my part to talk to one's ghosts of the past like this, when every logical reason tells me I am clearly alone just looking at this..</description>
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			<title>another writer's forum, another final ultimateum, another ban</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;...look, all I have said from the beginning, and in the friendliest possible way too, is that this is how I'm going to write here, and how I intend to remain writing too, where I've not once been rude, nor attacked anyone back for their comments so far, oh except perhaps by inflection..</description>
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			<title>out for a spin across forumland</title>
			<description>&quot;...ah yes, simply dailylife is more difficult to deal with because one is ever in clear view of others around one there...&quot; replied the goblin thinking upon his persona again, continuing &quot;...whereas upon forumland here one just has to act the part now, for no one will know otherwise...&quot;, so..</description>
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			<title>just why again</title>
			<description>the goblin was always anonymous, so really whether he was liked, hated, or whatever then, didn't matter to that goblin persona he always portrayed himself as, so he just explained it, saying &quot;...sooner or later, I am just haunted by those same three questions again, so goblin what have you a..</description>
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			<title>the magician then</title>
			<description>&quot;...it's a slow process but &quot;facing the slot&quot; somehow has me biting the hand of this dailylife that feeds me...&quot; joked the goblin not really laughing since the goblin also knew he was at dailylife's mercy too, &quot;...ah no, the magician's trick is to have me think that the object is where it sh..</description>
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			<title>goblin avoiding met expectations</title>
			<description>the goblin showed up and regally welcomed the new member to this site, and then had the bad habit of losing himself looking across the bistro floor at a baby propped in a babychair who in turn, and in big eyed baby sort of way, was looking back at the goblin, &quot;...her trick...&quot; the goblin sta..</description>
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			<title>why mgtow becomes the norm</title>
			<description>the goblin knew that as long as his appearance was acceptable, then that was an end to it, &quot;...somehow real relationships seem too expensive emotionally , whereas casual relationships seem too cheap...&quot; voiced that goblin about that compromise needed when one had to adjust oneself to someone els..</description>
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			<title>on puntuation while writing</title>
			<description>the goblin had an aversion to using full stops while posting, much as he did for colons and semi colons too, in that, what with most modern day readers newly unstuck from their computer and accidentally drifting in here like this somehow the goblin doubted that they would really know what any ..</description>
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			<title>his promise</title>
			<description>the goblin was feeling better, but he understood that life, as one gets older, shuns the elderly for being old, ugly, or whatever, thus the goblin knew too, that it was &quot;all up to him now&quot;, in that if he had to become someone old in the end, someone treated like some iceberg by others, then ..</description>
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			<title>a day in the life</title>
			<description>&quot;...do you think I talk to myself slot...&quot;, &quot;...no goblin you've got the muse and me to talk to, but mind you what with innerman lamenting the superficiality of outerman, and outerman craving &quot;this, that, and the next thing&quot;, the wonder is not if you do actually talk to yourself, it's more h..</description>
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			<title>about ghosts</title>
			<description>&quot;...then I will share with you the little I know about ghosts...&quot; replied the goblin &quot;...though I will let you ask me what you will later...&quot;, meanwhile somehow the bonfire in the garden must have still been burning, for that feint pungent smell ,together with the slight twitching of the eye..</description>
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			<title>upon receiving the ashes of his mother</title>
			<description>&quot;...you do understand this situation all too well then goblin...&quot; mentioned the slot now, in fact, the goblin seemed to be experiencing two simultaneous worlds at this point, one being that of his direct family there in geneva where he was ever directly responsible for, and of the other of..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fleamailman/2069815/</link>
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			<title>about writing on forums</title>
			<description>QuoteI'm not into the practice of giving away my work for free&quot;...fair comment I suppose, but then again how are any of those readers across forumland here ever going to learn how well you write if and when one doesn't first post something of oneself for them to judge one by, and besides, yo..</description>
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			<title>the forest of forumland</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;...well now goblin...&amp;rdquo; the muse's voice was quite pragmatic about it, continuing &amp;ldquo;...forumland is like this forest where these forums are its trees and where you posters settle or roam among its branches...&amp;rdquo;, whereupon she smiled, then continued &amp;ldquo;...ah, but like any fo..</description>
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			<title>one's journey to self</title>
			<description>&quot;...perhaps one never sees one's final &quot;self&quot; until that very final moment then, all being like a &quot;journey to self&quot; till one reaches &quot;self&quot; by it, why, because each time you look back you say &quot;yes, that was back then but now I know myself better&quot;, or conversely you say &quot;naah, I'm no longer s..</description>
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			<title>friend or acquaintance</title>
			<description>QuotePerhaps the op should learn to distinguish between 'friend' and 'acquaintance'. and with that the demon looked down at the goblin sternly, barring him, and with a wide grin said &quot;...come now, first tell me the difference be a friend and an acquaintance here, or otherwise you must return f..</description>
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			<title>about anonymity and self</title>
			<description>again the goblin's mind is caught in the branches of a concept, that the anonymous are not held accountable, and yet even in the depth on his anonymity the goblin was not impervious to either guilt or regret here, where oddly too, he cared very deeply about his anonymous persona without having a..</description>
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			<title>why I like forumland better</title>
			<description>living next to an old age home, and still haunted by those memories of his mother surrounded by a bunch of lone silent old folk parked forgottenly in front of a droning television, the goblin's attitude hadn't changed, he felt that face to face socializing ill serves the elderly, relating &quot;...me..</description>
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			<title>on dad's demise</title>
			<description>and how the dream had been so vivid then, with dad lying in his bed as he lowered the bedsheets to reveal a gaping infected mess where his guts should be, and then he pulling those sheets back up, yes so vivid was that dream in fact been that the goblin remembered that dream alone among many oth..</description>
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			<title>about love making</title>
			<description>the goblin almost verged upon his own sanity with some dreaded acceptance today, heaven forbid it though, it was when he admitted to himself what his heart really yearned for, yes he imagined her sitting striding him on the bed, with his ever fumbling fingers of his two most eager but gratef..</description>
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			<title>on capitalism</title>
			<description>Quote well, who could ever want for more&quot;...how odd...&quot; replied the goblin, continuing &quot;...didn't I hear that very same line form the witchdoctor recently, save he was putting it more like, &quot;well yes goblin, everyone wants more, it's just that they forget that our capitalism is in effect can..</description>
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			<title>about posting again</title>
			<description>quote:How do you have so much time to make so many long posts?&quot;...simple...&quot; replied the goblin, continuing &quot;...one soon learns that most things in this life are either mere distractions or obligations, I mean in the end all that one actually has of oneself are one's thoughts and feelings, whe..</description>
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			<title>of goblins and rodents</title>
			<description>the goblin was slowly absorbing the gist of the text written on a fair sized tin of rat poison he was holding, something like warning, contains a very slow acting poison that works rather like your dailylife does. save that it's both cheaper and less bother, thank you for reading this, and hav..</description>
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			<title>what at words</title>
			<description>quote:You are a human, flesh and blood and bone, like the rest of us.&quot;...naah wrong again, the goblin is just a persona, that is, on forumland there is no &quot;flesh and blood and bones&quot;, nor &quot;gender&quot;, &quot;day&quot;, 'time&quot;, &quot;place&quot; nor &quot;age&quot; for that matter, for it is all just &quot;what you read&quot; and &quot;what y..</description>
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			<title>upon being called a forum addict</title>
			<description>the goblin really didn't know what a &quot;forum addict&quot; was, though it was true that he was across many forums by now, if only because he needed those forums since they allowed him to run his mind on a deeper on-line level than his shallow financially concerned dailylife would ever permit, where..</description>
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			<title>the world of adult deception</title>
			<description>&quot;...does it matter what others think of one here, they will only think it anyway, and where the more you ask them to respect your views the less they will do so, why so, because in requesting them you have shown your own uncertainty about it...&quot; mentioned the anonymous goblin once more, adding..</description>
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			<title>discovering one's alter ego through posting</title>
			<description>&quot;...well I suppose there are fundamental differences between this forumland here and that dailylife there, thus different considerations must apply to each in turn...&quot; ventured the goblin before continuing &quot;...for example, one can't really know who the others here are, nor what they are trul..</description>
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			<title>why accidents occur</title>
			<description>life's lessons are always learned too late it seems, all in retrospect perhaps, and yet the goblin was now forcibly making it his new habit of unpluging the cable from the laptop before leaving the table, saying &quot;...so I recreate my habits like this then, where perhaps accidents do change one's life..</description>
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			<title>upon natural selection</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;...what a dilemma it is then, that this interference with the law of natural selection results in some unnatural selection...&amp;rdquo; mused the goblin now, adding &amp;ldquo;...simply, within society today we both allow to live and keep alive those who naturally shouldn't be alive...&amp;rdquo;,..</description>
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			<title>being a wolf among those sheep</title>
			<description>the goblin wrote posts and yet the goblin suspected that what most posters here really wanted to see was not anything that the goblin wrote, well not so much as what they had written themselves, or thought up even, in reply to what the goblin's posts had provoked the to reflect within themselves..</description>
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			<title>the gift behind the gift</title>
			<description>&quot;...so here's to birthdays-past then...&quot; quietly proposed the goblin trying to think to himself which one had been his best of many, then adding &quot;...you know, looking back now, perhaps the best gift I ever received, for my birthday that is, was not what I actually received at all, instead it i..</description>
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			<title>what is forumland</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;...listen, why not just stop trying goblin, just let go now, as there's really no one to please here, nor anything to prove neither...&amp;rdquo; came the muse's voice from the back of the goblin's mind again, continuing &amp;ldquo;...your trouble goblin, is that you keep thinking that you're a..</description>
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			<title>her once a month</title>
			<description>the goblin sympathized, and felt it only fair to explain something, saying &quot;...at childbirth women are mommyfied, at menopause matronized perhaps, and at death deified even...&quot;, in fact, the goblin loved women always, but was only too happy that his captain had had become a matron now, notin..</description>
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			<title>that journey to self through posting</title>
			<description>what a beautiful place forumland is turning out to be, felt the goblin, who was dealing with so many consecutive threads at once now, saying &quot;...well this is exactly why my dailylife is a thief, and why this journey to self here is no game at all, no, other people's deaths should make one re..</description>
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