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I find it ironic that you were last seen on here the day before I posted new writing, and you haven't been back since. I hope you come back soon. 
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isa : Heya! on February 3, 2008
Hey, do u remember me? i used to comment on a lot of your poetry back in the day. anyway, i have some newish stuff if you care to take a peek.
-Isa
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I miss you. 
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Hey Connor,
AP says you haven't been here sinze November something, so writing this on your pages means that you probably won't get it for a while. But I know AP sends emails asking you to please come back, so maybe they'll send you one and you'll come back. I would email you but, well, I think I like this better.
I re-read your bio today (well, I come here everyday to see if you, or anyone else has been around recently. Remember when we used to be here all the time? It was what we did. That was fun. Impossible to recreate, but nice to remember.) and I have to tell you two things.
Number one :
"I am inbetween, not ugly enough to be revolting but not good enough to be anything special. "
I just want you to know that I don't believe that. Well, I believe the not revolting part, but the second part about not being something special, I think is a load of crap. Remember what you wrote about Erika? And her smile that can light up a room? YOUR smile lights up MY room, because you don't smile very often so I know that I have earned every one that comes in my direction. I think you are something special. You are my Stephon.
Number Two:
"Whatever the case, I hope knowing me was worth something to you."
I think my points about have illustrated that knowing you has meant everything to me.
I crave you being published probably as much as you do because I wish that more people knew you the way (I like to think) I know you. I wish you could light up the rooms of other people who may need it more then me. (and this is probably sounding at this point like a bunch of sentimental bullshit to you....sorry...I'm a girl, sentiment happens.)
I guess in a way, this is also serving as part of an apology. Apology for not seeing you in Canmore (I am sorry, sorry that if you came, I wasn't there, sorry I couldn't find you if we were both there, and sorry I never called you after. I was ashamed. I was scared to call and have you be mad or upset, which is totally selfish. I won't bother you with reasons and excuses though)
Anyways, we haven't talked much, (no one's fault, life tes in the way) and with me putting this here I run a pretty good chance that you aren't going to read it (at least for a while) which means that me looking like the idiot I feel like I sound is still some time away.
I just wanted you to know that I value you in my life pretty much above everyone else, and I know that I really suck at showing that. You're an amazing guy, Connor, and an amazing friend. You desearve to be recognized for it.
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I wrote something damnit so fuck whatever you're doing and get online.

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Hey, I guess this means your internet is back!
WOOOOOOOOOOIE!
I must go now.
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OMG I haveb't posted on you're page for awhile
So I thought I'd spam it
Just cause xDD
Anyway, love ya
Roachy <3

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HEY ASSHOLE. START WRITING MORE.
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wow i can't believe i just read liek your whole section about yourself..... but i just wanted to tell you that you've got great taste in movies n music n stuff...
yeah well have a great day! =]
xx-crash
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Yeah, so cancel that last note. I am here. Coffee, movies, games, bring it on.
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oh what timing, just moments ago mr.knowlden came up to me and said he was taking me to calgary. I think I'll be gone for at least a few days, but give me your number and I'll call you the second I get back, cause I'd love to watch a movie or play some games or, as you so elequently put it, SOMETHING. I'll try to get back in town on sunday. BE PREPARED. hah!
the commador
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Are you around this weekend? Can I call you and hang out? Get some coffee, watch a movie, something?
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I feel your pain. It sucks ass that no ones left in canmore, it sucks even more that you'll be to school on the opposite side of the continent. It really really sucks. So we definetly have to hang out at least one more time before you go. We gotta make a weekend out of it or something though. Anyway, if you got nothing to do someday you should give me a call.
the commador
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I miss you dude. 
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Owwie, Connor. My elbow KILLS!
I just wanted to share that with you.
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Lol, yeah. I guess it's a lot more violent then flying sailing or walking...
Thanks for commenting on the poem anyways.
When I write about my friend who lives in the sad realm of "not ugly, not good looking" (which MOST of us know is a lie), THEN it will be a poem about you and you can panic.
~liss
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Hahahahaha! Awesome. I think you mean the bird had been shot, the ship has sank, and the camel died of a brain seizure. hahahahaha. Awesome. It was a really good poem.
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"Captivated" is not about you, chill out. that bird has flown/ship has sailed/camel has walked/etc. however you want to put it. so no panic attacks, ok?
~liss
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I learned a long time ago that trying to change someone’s mind,
was about as useless a struggle as there can be. That is never my intent, but I do
like to reason, examine the options, and try to come to some sense of being.
I wasn’t always a Christian. I was raised in the surfing culture, which simply
means, surf all day, party all night. But that life never left me fulfilled. Fulfilled
is one of those catch words, that undoubtedly has many different meanings for
many different kinds of people. The big question for me, the one that haunted me
from day one, was,….. why death? It just doesn’t make sense on any level. Evolution
surely wouldn’t come up with death for that is a complete antithesis of what it
would be trying to do? If there is a God, why would He invent it? Is the bumper
sticker right, “Life sucks, then you die!” Why even bother with this whole system
if death is the final reward? No! No matter what anyone says. It is very clear to me.
There is something wrong here on planet Earth. There is something here that was
not intended to be here. The only place I found an answer was in the Bible,
and when I examined the facts, it made perfect sense.
Now I’m not even trying to convince you of anything. But death? What sense is there
in it? You say in your letter, that you have no fear of nothingness. Well neither do I.
How can we fear nothing? It sounds more like a reward to me, but not that good of
a reward if the other option is eternal life, with a body much improved over the ones
we have now, and with abilities far above what we now possess.
You didn’t say you were an evolutionist, but you did say you believed in nature,
which I think kind of tends in that direction. But don’t we find it interesting that
when we look about at the world in which we live, do we not see a relentless
tendency in all systems of matter or energy to move towards the most probable
arrangement of that system? Do we not see that without a programmed mechanism
or intelligent action that all systems go from order to disorder, from information,
to non-information and to lesser degrees of energy available, in other words,
from life to death. Is this not the reason that heat flows from hot to cold, and why
the sun’s energy will not make a dead stick grow, as opposed to a green plant containing
specific, pre-programmed information?
I find this statement of yours very interesting….”I believe that life is the beginning and
death is the end, and all that matters in the cosmos is that which we achieve during this
maddening short blip of time we have on the Earth.” Well! I guess I must ask the question you clearly imply in your statement, matters to whom? Isn’t it funny?
We cannot escape the obvious conclusion, even sub-consciously. I know what you
meant, but I couldn’t resist the opportunity to play on your words. So please forgive
me. I must say I do admire your openness, and the ability to converse about things
that you don’t necessarily agree with. I used to get angry when people didn’t agree with me, now I get angry when they do…Well not exactly, but kind of……I agree, if we
would allow everyone to live there lives, and they would not step on our toes,
everything might be fine, but that too is part of the problem, because for some
inexplicable reason, greed, lust and pride creeps into the picture when we are not
looking. God calls it sin, evolution calls it instinct, and man calls it compromise. Jade
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'The controversy is all there is'. Well, I suppose we have inadvertabtly stumbled across another little detail that elicits just how far our two dimensions are apart. Call it whatever you will, to me, there is no controversy (as hard as that may be to beleive). I beleive in 'nature'. I use brackets of course to maintain a level of credability in regards to our conversation, as such a notion to you is no doubt as ridiculous and implausible as yours is to me. Perhaps the romanticism of all that we experience having woven itself from an expanse of oblivion with no preconceived thought has seduced me, but in all honesty, I cannot (and I do mean CANNOT) find it in me to beleive that an...now what do I call it? Entity? Force? Almighty being? Whatever you might call it, I beleive that life is the beginging and death is the end, and all that matters in the cosmos is that which we acheive during this maddeningly short blip of time we have on earth. I do not fear the thought of nothingness awaiting me after death, nor do I argue the possiblity of such things as reincarnation or heaven or hell, for to do so would suggest a level of ignorance and ineptitude that would not even warrent a response.
In any case, as impossible as it may be for you to accept the notion that I don't believe in any higher power whatsoever, that is in fact what the scenario is. I was raised with a mildly christian upbringing, so I'm not blind to the concepts which that religion teachs. Yet it is for that very reason that I now live the way I do, I lived under more or less under the teachings of christianity for a number of years and felt nothing. As hard as I would try, there was nothing there for me.
This is why I am so open now, so free to converse about things that most people would begin to get angry about. There are far too many people on this earth, each one of these people believing so passionatly in whatever faith or lifestlye they have chosen to believe for me to deny or accept any of them.
If you have faith, and you believe so strongly in that faith for you to devote your entire life to that ideal than I admire you.
I, however, have found mine also. Which lands us here, conversing with each other across numerous dimensions and states of mind with neither one of us prepared to budge an inch either way. And why should we? As far as I'm concerned, we are each at a place in which we are happy, and if more people could manage to co-exist a little less confrontationally the world would be a far more pleasant place to live in.
But anyway, I don't know if this conversation went in the direction you intended but I'm pleased with it. I've had far too few conversations with actual intelligent people about this sort of thing.
Anyway, here's to whatever awaits us after the veil, be it heaven, hell, or a great white expanse of non-being.
Cheers.
the commador
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Shattered Prince, Well here I go again. You have a way of illiciting thoughts from unwary travelers. "CONCRETE
SPECTRUM?" Great name for a rock group. Anyway, that is
a good point! HOW does anyone know if they are opposites,
because to imply such, actually has the effect of doing just
the opposite, which is not the "opposite" we would be looking
for. It's too easy to try and be the same or the opposite,
and in so doing defeat the purpose of being the same
or the opposite, and besides that, it's not possibly anyway,
except in very rare cases. But I do agree that we are on
different planes of existence entirely. You sound very
intelligent and I don't doubt that you are, so I was taken
aback when you said, "THE CONTROVERSY DOESN'T MATTER
MUCH TO ME." and yet if we think this through, that's all
there is. I suppose it has many more names than the Great
Controversy. We might call it the wilderness, the abyss,
the secret garden, the unknown, solitude, the labyrinth,
the riddle, whatever, but when we reach the end of our lives
and find ourselves clawing at the crack in the mirror,
supine before death, what answer will we give, if there is
someone there to ask us a question? And no matter how you
want to phrase it, all matter, our existence, the universe,
is not the result of happenstance.....
I'm still working on the medieval question. I did like your
answer though. Book, magnifying glass, and a picture of my
best friend.....WOW! Jade-Cyr
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Well, I think that opposite would be understatement. Although one would need a concrete 'spectrum', I guess would be the word, to gauge whether or not we were in fact 'opposite'. I think we're on different planes of existence entirely, and as such, an opportunity to interact with a creature from a wholly different frame of mind/body/spirit/whatever is a unique experience that we both seem to be interested in indulging in.
As far as philosophy goes, I have little interest in it. I take pride in knowing things, but I see philosophy as taking real issues and turning them into congested and indigestable nonsense so that so sense can be made of any of it.
I also realize that this is a broad generalization and there are as many exceptions as there are people in this world. This also being the reason I choose to rarely argue it.
'The Controversy' doesn't matter much to me, everyone in the world believes something different and I don't claim to be so all-knowing as to say that every other one but mine is wrong. As far as I'm concerned their all just different ideas and I'm not going to live long enough to waste the time I have pondering questions I'm never going to learn the answers to. I think answers and questions are a human quirk that spin us round in cirlces to distract us from our otherwise uneventful lives.
ahem.
And now the Medeival question. I honestly don't think theres anything that I would take with me, save for whatever knowledge that I possess right now. Anything I brought back with me would probably get me killed for being a 'witch' or a 'demon' or something. But three things? For the sake of answering the question I would bring my favourite book(The Theif of Always), a magnifying glass to start fire and a picture of my best friend. Anything else wouldn't be much good I figure.
the commador
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Well, ultimately I think everything does boil down to two choices, there's a lot of ways to get to the two choices,
but they are just tests to see what we will do, and if
you ask who is testing us I would say we are, consciously
or subconsciously. I guess you are right it was a bit
banterish although I meant it more seriously. I think
mainly that all of your history kind of fascinated me so
I just responded. I find myself so completely the
opposite of you that I just wondered how that could be.
Of course we are all different. Even twins are different,
but something in your psyche tripped my curiosity button.
The Great Controversy is going to go on until completion,
so until then we have time.....I need it desperately,
but you don't even care....I guess? What do I know?
And of course you know what a philosopher is?
One who wants to know nothing about everything.......
By the way, if you were going to be transported back
in time to the times of dragons and knights, what three
items would you take with you? Just a dumb thought.
Anyway, thanks for the reply.....Jade-Cyr
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Uh.........WHAT?
Now don't think I'm inept at interpreting complicated passages of religion or philosophy, but to put it bluntly...I don't get it.
I also disagree with every fibre of my being with what you said concerning the 'two choices'. To compile all the various glories and horrors of the world into only two black and white choices wails to me a level of deprivation and narrow mindedness that I find deeply saddening.
I'm also having a difficult time discerning what prompted that little bit of intricately crafted religious banter. I enjoyed it but I have to ask: why?
the commador
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In the annals of human history, the growth of nations,
the rise and fall of empires, appear as if dependent on
the will and prowess of man. The shaping of events seems,
to a great degree, to be determined by his power, ambition
or caprice. But in the Word of God the curtain is drawn
aside, and we behold above, behind, and through all the
play and counterplay of human interest and power and passion,
the agencies of the all merciful One, silently, patiently
working out the counsels of His own will.
There are only two choices, even though many will try
and trick us into believing there are many. And as
Ion Saliu said, "EVERYTHING IS A UNITY OF TWO OPPOSITES."
Be that as it may, we cannot escape our responsibility,
or accountability by playing dumb, or pretending
we just don't get it, Why? because everyone gets it,
they just don't know when they got it. It's sneaky
most of the time, and does not let you know it's there.
So when you find yourself clawing at the crack in the
mirror, supine before death, just remember that seldom
is anything what it seems to be and until everything
becomes what it is, the fates cannot smile upon us,
until we get faces.....
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How about tomorrow during the day?
(Provided Stella isn't in peices on my driveway, but I'll try and hook a ride down regardless)
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I'll make a note of that...
But you know that I have very few things to do most of the time, and I like hanging out with people. And I have a great big TV thats great for multi player. And Riddick. And Soul Caliber. And you'd think that with all these things that the two of us would have gotten together at least once to just introduce you to them as they were meant to be seen.
Anyway, its easier to remember someone when you see them once in a while right? So you should stop by sometime even if its just for a few minutes.
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You know I'll know your name in a year right?
Even two.
Still in ten.
Unless I get hit by a car and lose my memory in which case i trust you'l reintroduce yourself so I can go on remembering you.
And now, I must eat supper.
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Waii ^^
You put me back up *giggles*
I am so loved again!!!
*huggles Commodor*
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Roach
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I wrote this a while ago...and we hadn't talked for months, and me being the melodramatic shnitzel that I am....ya know. I'll get on changing that. You know I love you.
Smooches.
the commador
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You totally took me off your list of friends... ._.
I am so hurt...
But I still love you
Roach
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Thank you for the comments. Yeah you have plenty of poems of your own so I'd better get started. Your work is intriguing. You have so much to say. As for the references in mine...they are whatever you make of them. I don't think there is a way to misinterpret a poem. It's all from your point of view.
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Maybe my lack of forgetfullness just illustrates my insanity...I don't know. I just know that that's the way it is. Like it or not.
So here's the cold, hard truth. Maybe you'll never find someone to be with. Maybe I won't either. We don't know. No one else knows either. But I like to keep hoping.
I don't think that pain is a substitute for loneliness. Or maybe it's just that my migraines keep me happy, I dunno. I hope you'll stop hurting yourself. But that's your own choice.
I know my singleness is amusing, but in my defense I don't think there's any point in fucking around with someone if your not going to be serious.
~liss
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I got some details about why your single, and I find that rather funny. Of course you'll find someone, every person you've ever dated has fallen in love with you, so it seems to be that you've kinda got your pick of anyone. Me? No one loves me. No one ever will, and its a bitch, and it really annoys me that people try and associate themselves with me on that level. Everyone says that I'll find someone, that things will get better. Well thats fucking easy for them to say, they all have someone, or could have someone if they wanted, and have like three people and just can't fucking decide on which flavour. I have no one, and it stays that way, when your alone in such a way, pain becomes a release like no other. Don't think of it as hurting myself, think of it as nullifying pain. And somehow, I don't think forgetting is as hard as you make it seem. Everyone else does a pretty good job of it.
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ah, the irony...i'm alone too. single. unattached. sometimes i think that i'll never find someone. but i will. and so will you. and i can't stop caring. i cared for you as a friend, then a boyfriend, and now as a friend. you meant way too much to me when we were friends and then when we dated, you were my first major crush, my first boyfriend, my first kiss...everything. that isn't easily forgotten. all i've wanted for the past year was to be friends. that's why i still write, still comment, still care. that's why it hurts when you say that you hurt yourself. i care. i always have, always will. sorry. i can't just forget someone who mattered, and who still matters.
~liss
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Yes yes you will be even if I have to create my own publishing house and publish yer ass one of these day. But It will happen for you. Edited on May 25, 8:34 p.m. because 'can't...type..'.
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1065...I did some more editing.
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Connor I luv you and you are my hero. I'm sorry I made your brain explode but it has been collectively decided that if this paper does not earn me a good grade I will have no choice but to walk to the roof and jump off because this paper desearves a good grade.
By the way, it was 1045 words.
Excluding my name class date teacher and title.
SCORE!
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Connnooooorrrr!!!!!
I cant call you because i don't know your phone number. I can't get it from roach because her line is. always. busy. (damn annoying!) and I don't know her mothers line (and i'm too scared to call it). Plussss there are at least 6 different Martins in the phonebook. So now I must send you mental vibes to come online.....mentalllll vibessssss
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I checked out that movie as soon as I read your comment thing and at first I thought it was this movie that I saw a commercial for a while back and hated. Then I read the synopsis and was like ...
I'm not much a fan of ben kingsley but carrie anne moss is awesome and the plot sounds wicked. I'll be sure to take a look at it, but I'm trying to save up money for when I move...which is only in a few months... wow. Yeah, if your still around, you have to see it, its SO nice. Fucking huge and fucking awesome, I get the basement! HAH! ANyway, thanks for the recommendation.
the ugly one
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Suspect Zero comes out on Tuesday!!!!!!!!!!
You must buy. So very very good. Definitely your kind of movie.
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lol, I have to change that... thanks alot. I'll be sure to check out your too.
the ugly one
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hey i love ur poetry (i'm guessing u don't care since u hate me lol) but oh well i'm telling u anyway its very good keep it up
avec amour *~Krymsin Kyss~*
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Hey hows it going? so you only have MSN messenger? loser!! lol Anyway, I am doing ok. How are you doing? I commented on some of your recent poems. Do you have a myspace? If you dont have one, dont get one. it is evil!! Reading some of your stuff I remembered back to when I used to write more dark stuff. I really dont anymore...its wierd like that. So keep writing so I can get all pissed off and write something good again. My stuff now is such emo crap lol. I've always enjoyed reading your poetry and listening to your thoughts. Anyway, ttyl.
-Isa
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when I've adjusted to the time change so I'm not dead alseep at 3pm cause I think that it is 1 am.
Its 2 am now, in calgary and I am wide awake cause it is still 10 am for me.
Sigh.
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yay i am in montreal cant wait to be home expect a long email if i get y comp back in time
me
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i am wiccan, so i don't believe in hell or the devil and stuff. but hey, whatever floats your boat and i think it's totaly wicked to find someone else who isn't chirstian/catholic..that type of shizz. Tim Burton does kick ass. dynamite hack is sooo great!! thanks for reading my stuff!!!
steph 
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Well NOW I can't win em all, I WAS doing fine. Then you and your books and conspiring cohorts came by and threw everything into a kerfuffle. Wanker.
Just wait. There will be suffering to make up for this...and it all happened to me. I have tendonitis in my left arm, and my chest is tying itself into knots for no reason I can see. Fuckin' sucks.
the ugly one.
if all goes well, I won't even need you or wanless to kill me, my own body will tear itself apart.
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