There is an old,old saying "if you want and crave peace, prepare for war". That has been a recurrent experience of my life. I don't like fighting. But I'm not a Neville Chamberlain. An endless appeaser.
I'm not an unconditional, dreamy pacifist. I like to write and read, I write some poetry, and I offer you a friendly discussion. But... I've also been in a few good bar fights. So pick your poison.
I'm a well meaning,vague idealist, with naive dreams of a kinder, much more trusting cyberspace. This has led me to roam around the cyber jungle, dodging angry bullets and scathing arrows,trying to find a creative haven, where I could enjoy the company of like-minded souls.
I feel we should write and create in a tranquil place, with humor and compassion. Oh, let there be debate, let there be differing views. But let us avoid bitterness, and cynicism, and the caustic, rubbishing reviews I have seen on other writing sites... and let us be gentle with our neighbor. I wrote the story "Piano lessons" to illustrate what happens when somebody's love for a pastime is coldly and systematically destroyed.
In being gentle with others,are we not being gentle with ourselves? And who are we, to assume the mantle of superior judges? Who are we to condemn or vilify the artistic offerings of folk from a totally different background, outlook, ethnic, racial, or religious origin?
If I can wish you one thing in this crazy, crazy, violent and often bewildering life, I wish you... Peace, my friend, Peace...
This is a very strange story for me. I listen to it two times.
You completely surprise me at the end. I was not expecting this.
This makes me think this was very good.
Again, it takes me a time to get used to your voice, and sometimes the quality is not so good. But the story line is very interesting.
Do you imagine all this? Or is it true?
The one thing I do not like is the sound of the roter blades. For this I think you need the real sound of a real helicopter, you can do this with a audio mixer.
No, I sure didn't imagine it.
It's based on an actual event during five years flying helicopters off Taiwanese and Korean tuna boats in the Pacific Ocean.
Yes, I think the rotor sound isn't quite right. It probably needs sound effects, like seagulls squawking and stuff.... maybe, one day.
I like Happiness. There's not enough of the stuff to go around. I'm trying to make some. Will you help me?
I waited for you to say "take the second star to the right and fly straight on 'til morning". Yer peter...peter pan - that's who! You're mistaken though when you presume we are all the ne'er do well grown up folk and and fail to see some of us are just like you - innocents forever.
I saw something again - when you were deriding all those institutions. It reminded me of a quote by Dostoyevsky . . .Sarcasm: the last refuge of modest and chaste-souled people when the privacy of their soul is coarsely and intrusively invaded.
Great story. Now, where's the boy?
It is the function of art to renew our perception. What we are familiar with we cease to see. The writer shakes up the familiar scene, and, as if by magic, we see a new meaning in it. ~ Anais Nin ~
Francis Meyrick
Herman
This is a very strange story for me. I listen to it two times.
You completely surprise me at the end. I was not expecting this.
This makes me think this was very good.
Again, it takes me a time to get used to your voice, and sometimes the quality is not so good. But the story line is very interesting.
Do you imagine all this? Or is it true?
The one thing I do not like is the sound of the roter blades. For this I think you need the real sound of a real helicopter, you can do this with a audio mixer.
Posted on Sunday, November 25, 2007 at 17:06:51