Farewell: Lightspeed - Michael !

[lightspeed]

Someone said long ago. Let us go our own way. Your way is my way. We will build a great new structure. We will build it on the coast, and let the waves wash away the filth of our city, but never corrode our new dwelling. It will be like a castle, and you'll always have the key. They lived happily ever after until...

One night, he awoke, and his dwellings were on fire. Many came and threw buckets of sea water to extinguish the flame. The fire was out, but he found that because he had previously filled them...there was no room for him anymore. He pleaded with the king, but was only offered a canoe and paddle, and told to go on into the bitter ocean until he felt better about everything. He apologized to all in the castle who he yelled at for their apathy. Now he was homeless, and all of the castle folk watched him the day he got into his canoe, and paddled hard against the tide. Over the horizon, he seemed to get smaller and smaller. His key finally washed to the shore, but he was never seen or heard from again. He became a little-known legend, that never did much. The people of the castle, and the surrounding city would never realize the significance of this event.

Gone - flitted away,
Taken the stars from the night and the sun
From the day!
Gone, and a cloud in my heart.

- Tennyson

 

[boradicus]

Lightspeed are you going somewhere else? That is a beautiful canoe and a beautiful picture and those are beautiful words. I have only just met you...

 

[lightspeed]

Lightspeed are you going somewhere else? That is a beautiful canoe and a beautiful picture and those are beautiful words. I have only just met you...

...A third event to me,
So huge, so hopeless to conceive,
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell. - Emily Dickinson

Thank you.


And just as the King thought that all of his efforts had been in vain. He had, after all, given his hand to this once needy soul. Along came a bottle full of Half crown coins of Oliver Cromwell, struck just two years prior in 1658. There was a message, and a sealed knot. He remembered a time when he was just a prince, or an archetypical Cavalier. The kings friend was also a Royalist, but was wounded in calvary.

He showed his appreciation for teaching him about writing and literature, and wanted to settle an outstanding debt. However big the ocean was, somehow this bottle confidently made it back to the King.

The King later returned to England, where he received an extremely high pension of £4,000 a year.

 

[boradicus]

Sorry - this is all a bit arcane. Lacking in context as I am, my mind swims at possibilities. First, it appears that this is the bottle, and bottles often wash up on shores presently unintended, yet may eventually continue their course to their intended destinations. However, that being said, I believe that I would certain place a great deal more trust in The Friend wounded at Calvary, rather than a pension so prosaically proffered... Peter Piper planted plenty pithy peppers penultimately improperly purchased; how many improperly penultimately purchased peppers did pogrom Pepin pick? Probably plethorae....

 

[lightspeed]

Sorry - this is all a bit arcane. Lacking in context as I am, my mind swims at possibilities. First, it appears that this is the bottle, and bottles often wash up on shores presently unintended, yet may eventually continue their course to their intended destinations. However, that being said, I believe that I would certain place a great deal more trust in The Friend wounded at Calvary, rather than a pension so prosaically proffered..

Arcane indeed.

I am leaving the forum, and I am not being dramatic. I'm just offering my most sincere goodbyes, and that was intended for a specific person to understand. The admin is doing fine here, and I have done nothing since this place was made. I will not compromise, or bargain back for my admin seat. When, in reality, I'd probably not do anything when in power. I've read enough about MBTI as I ever could, and still find it mildly interesting. But, since I am unable to be available, and to even be recognized by most here: I have no choice, at least in my mind, but to leave.

This is just another part of this forum's history. I don't expect to live much longer, anyway. There are quite a few things that I haven't shared. It's not that I'm suicidal, because that can be controlled, but soon I will have no choice, and I will be gone forever. Like a dog that doesn't want to hurt their loyal owner, I will go into the quiet woods and lay, and I'd rather people think I just disappeared.


I hope that clears that up for anyone who might care.

 

[Ex-User (979)]

you will be missed. Saying goodbye doesn't mean anything. It's the time we spent together that matters, not how we left it. (south park quote) (i wanted to have a quote because they seem to have a impact this one seemed to fit..? anyways yeah I always thought you posts were interesting and insightful so yeah I will notice the absence of your presence on the forum. (that is what missing is isn't it?)

 

[Da Blob]

An occasion for mourning? perhaps...
I wonder if I too will be assigned a role in the history of this fantasy world
in the kingdom of RPG characters, mystical creatures and avatars
that is The Forum...?
Perhaps I will be viewed by the later generations
as The Fool On a Hill

Well, if that is the case I will see you at the top

John


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NVdligqpTmchttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NVdligqpTmc

 

[boradicus]

I care. I don't understand what you mean by suicidal - could you share a little with me please?

Mark

 

[Mello]

Goodbye. You can always come back.