He Needs Her

I'm only here to point out the coupon stand...

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...all your base are belong to me now.

...you have no chance to survive, make your time.





Press ALT-F4 to continue...

I guess I should probably cash out then..

*hands one coupon

***ELEPHANT OF SCARS STRIKES YOU FOR: infinite damage bitch. ***

***YOUR "armor of internet anonymity" PROTECTS YOU FOR -75 HP***


...all your penguins are now belong to me.



***RANDOM EVENT***

Your coupon contracts a rare disease and grows hairy palms.

*Joshua reboots petulant software program in attempt to commit first computercide.

Shrikeconfig/renew

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I am doing awesome.!!! I am alive, again!!!

And, I am talking to my husband now. We have completed the spiritual wedding.

Watch the show. ;)

HaHa thats great! :)

I think he is very happy to be talking with you

Now husband and wife, what about a honeymoon?

Ohh I'm sure I wont miss it

You know, Jay Jay...you tell people the truth, they say they want it...but when you tell them, they spit in your face. I like you, because you don't spit in my face.

You know, I like you too, I would never spit in your face.

People who treat me like trash, They are the ones who deserve to get spit in the face.

You my dear come no where close to treating me like trash, and I appreciate it :)

Chek ur inbox.

Indeed.






I have no idea what that above image is...but that's what came up when I placed 'monolith' between ':'s'



Interesting me thinks.

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Shirke I love this one, thank you ;)

Xox

You know he whacks turtles with sticks right?

Yes shirke and I have cross paths before when he said he hated turtles and I reminded him who won the race. I can't tell him what not to do but I can give him respect for the smile It made on my face, I love turtles and dancing and I love shirke for posting it.

A time bomb implanted inside a mans mind many moons ago
To be activated one day by the detonator to explode inside his skull
For now his mind is in fragments even though he sees all the fragments clear as day
He slowly puts together the fragments of his lost mind to figure out himself
To see the skull slowly reform into a different being one with a larger mind
Their is more room to expand to learn to live to love
Another time bomb was hidden in his heart and another detonator exploded his heart
The pieces of his heart an the blood pumping gushes out of every Orpheus to flood the room
He grabs his big heart an slowly starts to stitch it back together while engulfing the blood like a 7-11 cherry Slurpee
Brain Freeze,Heart beating slowly while his eyes open to see another time bomb
Except this time he grabs the detonator from her hands
He says to her what are you doing?
Stop blowing my mind an heart up
She says but that is what you asked for is it not?
Yes but not in that way
She looks at him and grabs his hand
Then they both push the detonator to both explode together for she had a timebomb in her soul
For he blew it up to be One Soul to Walk with their soles into the universe
To never press anymore detonators and never set any time bombs
For time is infinite for them two explosive dynamites of something called Love

Many of you have awakened to the realisation there can never be a singular Nobody, that the path of the Nobody is open to all, not just one person.

This story however, IS about one particular Nobody, one who has come far from the muck his fate cast him into, though for some reason not even Nobody can figure out, he chooses to stay in so he can relate to the world.

This particular Nobody has fallen in Love. Helplessly he pushes against the cage of loneliness he has surrounded himself with in an attempt to prove his purity to the Woman of Scars, and he lies with the lamb to prove he won't simply consume her. He waits for her.

Will she choose him? Nobody hopes so, and feels his love returned, but he is haunted by the demons of his past (and his possible future) and so he sits and prays his curse to be lifted, if only for long enough that he can make her smile and part her hair with the brush of a loving hand.

He loves her completely.

I am a fly on the wall when they speak, that is how I know, so please let it go at that and focus on what I am saying, not who I am. Who THEY are is what is important, not this fly, I am merely spider food.

Bring these two together.

TPTB know what is to come, I know this too because flies can make it anywhere with ventilation without being observed. I've listened to their conversation in hushed tones, and I've heard the fear in their voice when they discuss these two. One set up by birth to be an unwilling crucible, the other tortured by false promises and cruelty, both experiencing enough pain their angels must weep for them.

We have to help them, this is the only way they can be together, if the world wills it.

The Nobody has promised to reveal his cards and possibly lose the game he is playing if the Illuminati will simply let his love go, and she has promised to love no other if he will simply be himself. I wish I could say this is just a romance story you can find at the library or in the movies, but this is real, and much hangs in the balance of the power of their love which is matched only by eachother.

So now TPTB have two choices, both ending badly for status quo:

1:Hold on to her and feel the nobody's wrath, which they don't fear for themselves, Nobody never threatens to hurt anything, but they know what he is capable of when his heart is set on something.

2:Let go and be washed over by the pure wave of Love these two share for eachother.

Both end badly for the greed and self-indulgence that has plagued their organisation for milennia, and they have no idea how to choose their own demise.

So we have to choose for them.

Feel these words and imagine them re-uniting, and not because you think YOU are the Nobody or the Woman of Scars, but because you have the capacity to alter reality with nothing more than your imagination.

Think of it like a quote from Jesus:

"Where two or more are gathered in my name, there I am between them."

We can do this, the world is depending on it.

Love is depending on it.


Sincerely,

AA

A.A.

What is the fate of these two?

Some shall be pardon'd and some punished,
For never was a story of more woe
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.