My favorite line of it is "We're not the favorites. We're the other guys. We're the guys nobody ever bets on." Then he gives a motivational speech saying "right now, the cavalry is us!" There isn't enough superhero stories to give lessons about going beyond your limitations as an average person. That just because you are not a superhero or don't have a lot of what it takes doesn't mean you can't try to do something. You get me?
Hey salaam sista. How have you been doing? I see you've been busy with doing the book and all :). Sorry I haven't been on a lot lately. I've been going thur a lot over the past few months. And I'm studying a lot.
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Read some of your latest post. Ha ha, you got jokes!
It occures to me to tell you something. You want to hear a strange story of a Christian and a Satanist who became buddies for a short time and then separated, never to see eachother again? What makes this story interesting is that he bought me a gift before he left: this PC that I'm now typing on.
Lets say the guy's name is Sam. Sam is a troubled soul but he was also a Christian who took his beliefs with a seriiouness beyond the average. The thing we first bonded over was the troubled part. Having been an agoraphobic for 15 years I can relate to those in extreme psy. pain and Sam had experienced his share.
At the time I met him he was on 100% disablity. He was about 35 and in good physical health. His disablity was due to his mental state. He had been a Navy Seal. He told me he joined the Seals because he wanted to hurt people.
He had a 15 year old daughter. The daughter wanted nothing to do with him. He felt the ex wife and step father had a lot to do with that but in any case he suffered greatly over this. On father's day I talked him through a great depression. That's why he bought me the laptop. Uncle Sam pays him well at the first of the month and Sam was the type that he didn't bat an eye at spending money on friends.
As I say, he's gone now. I tried to call him a few times but only got the machine. He in turn has called me once or twice and I wasn't in either.
Sometimes life sucks. It occures to me that the reason I was asking you somewhat personal questions (at least, I kind of thought they were) is because I identify with you in some way and maybe learning a little about you would teach me things about myself as well. I identify with you because you seem to be as serious in your beliefs as I am in mine.
That_ and, as Iv'e mentioned before, I just like the idea of witches. esp. the ones from folklore that can do things like sail down a river in an egg shell or slip through the keyhole of doors_ and flying through the night sky on a broom is nothing to sneeze at either. That's the kind of witch I want to be.(and evidence suggest it's possible)
So, having said all that, I have more questions if you don't mind. I'm very curious about you. You said something that implied you're in college. What are you studying? How old are you? (a rough figure will do fine) How do your parents feel about you listening to rock? (tripped out my mother, father didn't care_which was very cool of him)
You say your parents are Christians but you secretly became a witch? You know that's funny right?
Your parents don't know? I'm surprised. I would have thought they'd support you. You seem to have a lot going for you so I assume your parents are proud of you and I guess I just assumed they knew and supported your choices. If they did know do you think they'd support you?
My mother told me 30 years ago that Satanism was a phase I was going through. Now she doesn't know what to think. I tell you something though, if I were to die to tomorrow my mother would have my funeral in a church. I'd bet money on it. I never call my mother, occasionally she calls me (I usually end up hanging up on her stupid ass.) I'm almost to the point of no longer caring whether she gets me or not. I can't live without myself but I can live without her. I don't see much point in maintaining a relationship where the things that matter the most to me are completely ignored as if they are of no consequence. You can't spit on someone's vaules and still expect them to want to have dealings with you.
You don't hide your religion from your parents do you? Do your parents believe in the bible? Do you think they'd accuse you of devil worship if they knew you were a witch?
I'm sorry, I can't understand: how your parents could not know that at least something is up with you. I assume you arn't living with them but were you a witch when you were?
Your parents don't know that you write colums for AP about wichcraft? I suppose parents see what they want to see. I hope I'm not being worrisome with my questions, I'm very surprised by your answer.
A favorite saying: "very seldom do members of the same family grow up under the same roof". ( also, "to be aware of confusion is not confusion", but that's another story).
There's no place like home. You were just gone for one day but I imagine you're glad to be back home. I don't mind being here and I'm not crazy about Va. but I'll be glad when I get back to my place too.
It would be very nice to meet you but I'll be working the whole time I'm here. I'm staying in the house now so I can work around the clock to get as much as I can done in a weeks time. I may have to come back in a few weeks to finish the house up as other work is being done which prevents me from painting some of the house now.
It's very nice of you to make the offer to meet, it means a lot to me. I'm an ex-nerd who sometimes still thinks no one could possibly like me, so a friendly gesture means a lot,
I have a question for you, how do your parents feel about you being a witch? Do they understand it? Do they support your right to choose your own vaules? Do they encourage you to follow your interest?
If so then you're very lucky. I wouldn't know what it would be like to have a parent that really listened when you talk to them.
My father is dead but I still have my mother but she tends to get on my last nerve.
Hello. Yes, I'm still here. Arrived Thusday night. I plan on being here for at least a week painting this house.
I love it up Norh though, you see things in the city you don't see other places_ really crazy shit. This time around is no exception. The young boys riding through heavy traffic on motorbikes with no helment and popping wheelies. Are they mad?? Seen one guy when me and a couple of others I worked with were riding in the bsck of a truck going home, who was riding on one wheel for a minute with cars all behind him. He saw us looking at him and took one hand off the handlebars and held his hand in the air with the P-funk sign.! I just shook my head.
Like an old-time comedian says, "Youth is wasted on the young."
Even so, I miss the cities up North. I am defiantely a city-boy. The countries nice too though. There's nothing like a stroll through the woods, but I'd rather live in the city.
I really like the old Gothic churches here, very beautiful and horror-movie-looking. Also, this is the city where Poe lived and die. A lot of history here.
Are you here? I saw that you were planning a trip to NY. That's another city I think is interesting_ and crazy as all get out from some of the stories I've heard. I tend to like people from NY. You don't have to guess at what they're thinking, they have no problem telling you.
I read your post on divinatiion. You have a real smart attitude about helping others with your craft, sounds like you've been a witch for a minute. I also use tarot cards. I have been using them for 30 years and they still amaze me with the intellegent and on point answers I get from them.. I don't do much readings for others though. Once in a blue moon.
Yeah, my older brother, who lives in Baltimore too also likes cold weather. I'll be on a bus tomorrow heading that way. I don't look forward to the bus ride. Do you know any Buie's? That is my family's name.
How long have you lived in B-more? My first vist there, when I was in the 10th grade was not a happy one. It marked the beginning of the end for me in terms of the agoraphobia I soon developed. Also, my father was murdered there when I was 18.
It's all good though. The only gripe I have against the city now is the same one I have about where I'm at now: cold winters. I plan on moving some where that is warm all-year around.
Lived in Tampa for a while but I think I'd like to go to California. The only good thing I can say about winter is that you get a little sense of pride at being able to cope with it but this is an ego-boost I'd gladly do without. I'd lay in the sun on the beach and bemoan what a light-wieght bitch I was.