As ever, I delight in the riddle like tone of your comments. Oh I realize you don't really mean to be so sarcastic, but indeed, there are times when in the best of us that tone is unavoidable. I think the larger you see the world in fact, the more likely sarcasm and the evil twin of cynicism are to raise their heads. Of course I'm guilty of that very thing myself, perhaps with a sprinkle or two of rhetoric and facetiousness, and everyone knows it. What's a man to do, hm?

Thank you. This part in particular I found striking:

"Come and lead me where you wander
Nothing has to pass between us
Sometimes words cannot reveal the waters of your soul."

I couldn't agree more. There are those who I consider closer companions, and with them often, better than anything, is the occasional calm silence that will develop, like an entity all its own to say, we are here, together, and that is enough.

Thank you again.

Such things you would have me dream of, but I assure you a most welcome vision it would be! I hope that our conversations since we initially met have shown you to a more comfortable place with me. While it's true to a large degree that I don't care for those who take who and what I am for granted and assume they can casually pal around with me as they see fit in word or otherwise, I don't want you to be so intimidated, young Tino. If you or anyone becomes a bother to me, you can believe I'm none too shy about voicing my opinion. Just recall as I said to you about who would have adored you. Pity he isn't around anymore to grab a brush and put you to canvas for all the world to see. Perhaps we can persuade one of our resident painters to meet with you some night?

What is up with you these nights, young woodelf? You leave me such brief notes while others go on and on much the way I tend to do. Your presence, however brief, is welcome, and my good thoughts go to you this night.

Well I know nothing of professional wrestling, I can tell you, but I don't think that given the current world circumstances your dream is unique. Perhaps these two people, the wrestlers, represent strong and reassuring figures to the external circumstances. Dreams are so strange, I know. Thankfully, lately, my dreams at least those that might occur while I'm asleep, have been silent.

Thank you for the Valentine's wishes.

The boards were made like this so that each of the family could reference their threads without having to go back 3 or 4 pages. Nothing grand, just simple logic and convenience for us, which more of us need than you can imagine.

Thank you for the poems. I don't know why you'd say they weren't good. You know I think any form of self expression, if it's done sincerely and with effort, is worthwhile. That's not to say I like everyone's expressions, but no less are they appreciated. Don't be so hard on yourself.

I did get the password to you in mail, did I not? As to counting on me as a friend, I'm not going to say that online it would be impossible, but then, considering my nature, it would be wisest not to count on anything, if it ever is in life. As to your dream, well dreams are not always a mere figment of the unconscious mind, my dear. That is something I can attest to quite solidly. Some night in chat, should we chance upon one another, this we could speak upon.

Ah yes, Davina and her tale. Well, there was an ending to the story, certainly. I can tell you she's living in a remote area in the Western states, and that she's safe from the demons of her life before she called me to her. Does she still do it? No. I've told her explicitly not to contact me for reasons of my own. I know where she is and I could go to her at any time, but I don't, again, for reasons I won't disclose.

Spring break might see me in Miami. It's always been a favorite playground of mine, and who can blame me really? I'm ready for the weather to break in the south, though it is starting slowly. Miami might be a nice prelude to the warm temperatures.

Any mortal's resemblance to me in character or word might be striking to other mortals who swoon over such a thing, but I don't necessarily care to observe it, and I'm not above saying so to the culprit.

Truth is relevant dear Caly, it is always as near or as far as your wish your eyes to see.

Three posts in this thread from you, and look how I've left you unattended, when truthfully, I can feel your precious longing. Just remember my invitation.

Yes, I think of that grocery bag scene quite often because I see things like that so often. In and around the area where I'm living, I see so many reminders that life, at least in the larger sense is delicate and beautiful, and in the end, simple - if you only look around you. I actually had a similar incident happen to me with snow, so I understand the magic you felt. As much as I dislike the cold and snow, it was a moment when some sort of spirit seemed to possess the white powder and dance around me saying "notice me! I am here and alive!" So yes, I can appreciate your simple enjoyment, and I thank you for sharing it with me here.

Indeed cats have a way of haughtily letting their people know who the boss is, I think. So am I like this? Perhaps.

A night off my immortal duties hm? Well I don't know that I actually have a current concept of what those "duties" are. I do as I please, when I please to do it.

Meow.

Well, I really don't have much commentary on Bush, or any other politician. I find myself somewhat outside of that realm most of, if not all of the time. It is amusing though to think of them giving that speech some time in the future. Hopefully there would be enough cake to be had by everyone, though somehow I doubt that.

Smile more often than you do, Cherie. It brings brightness to the corners where it is needed.

Such teases you both are. Kissing my hand and running away. These things might make me want to grab you both and pull you in for a closer inspection to see just what tasty things you hide.

Thank you as well for the Valentine's sentiments.

I want you to understand a few things.

First of all, when it says I am "online" in this forum, that merely means I haven't logged out. It doesn't mean I'm sitting here right at the moment. This is the same for any registered member here.

Secondly, I'm not necessarily "mad" at you, but I am not going to lie and say that you will get the most of my posts. I don't have to like everyone here, for any reason. I don't have to give a reason if I don't speak to certain individuals, or if certain people annoy me more than others - that's just how it is. Please, and I'm asking nicely, please stop pleading with me, because it will lead nowhere I'm afraid. I don't wish to try and understand your posts, though I know, I'm sure you are trying to write to the best of your ability. I'm not going to lend you nay information for whatever "search" you are on about me and my past or present, and I'd appreciate it if you left it alone. For now, you will just have to glean what you can from what I say to others, and if you don't like that, I'm sorry, but then I am who I am and as I said, I really have no further need for explanation.

The game as you call it is changing you, is it? Yes, yes, I can see how it is. Your claim that the fear or intimidation is lessened has evidently paved the way for a throng of followers all your own, hasn't it? You ask to stay by my side, but I have to wonder if you're even there to begin with. What makes you think that you are? Maybe you are in some unconscious race to be more than that? -smiles softly-

I looked for you online last night, and was disappointed not to find you. There are conversations to be had, my charming friend.

I have answered the question of fate vs. free will vs. destiny so many times, that all I will say in short, is that for the most part I do believe in fate, but I also believe that in that fate, we are given choices by whatever power creates the fate to begin with.

The calm you feel, do not confuse it with complacency my friend. We spoke of this before, you and I. I think sentience is underrated. There is a large difference between resignation and sentience, and the wise ones know this. There is nothing wrong with stepping back and evaluation which of the two categories your feelings fall into. In fact, I recommend time to do just that, to everyone. This is what I have felt lately, I believe, is that I am going through a time of evaluation and higher enlightenment. It's not something that everyone can understand, and truthfully, I don't want everyone to get it. It would make for an awfully crowded theater, wouldn't you say?

Be peaceful, Lady C.

Well I can certainly understand a level of fear in you or in any mortal heart just now, so it's nothing you should feel like apologizing for. I can only hope that all of your fears are soon proven unnecessary.

I refuse to indulge ludicrous statements like "I know I'm destined to be immortal." You have bothered me with this before, and I won't reply to it from you or anyone. If you wish to speak with me here, cease that talk and get on to more ingenious matters, if possible, won't you?

Welcome to Minuo dear girl, and then to this little corner I call my own. I hope you don't get the wrong impression from some of the snip in these posts. I'm really a great guy. Just ask me.

No it isn't a song. The authoress is a self-proclaimed modern visionary by the name of Solara. I heard her on a radio program and went online in search of more information, and found this. Some of the propositions she works with lean toward cultism, so I'm not necessarily in agreement or support of them. I'm glad that each of you got something out of the words, though to reply to Gretchen, no, loneliness isn't at all related to this line of thought. There is a feeling of clarity, and in some cases, that can parallel a certain kind of isolation, if only for the fact that others don't understand as you do, but I am not lonely, no. I have to agree with Genia, that it is particularly succinct, the words and the feeling described in this message. Like the bag scene Jenny was reminding me of in her post there is something simple in the words, as you said and as I noticed. I think higher truths are like that: Written and waiting for us all to see them, if only we will open our eyes and our minds. The simplicity in that is astounding.