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Well, after travelling, everything is new, everything is good, everything is different. India was amazingly beautiful and amazingly horrific. One cannot be unchanged.
By the way, there is a kind of genius in the Inbox poem. It gets funnier every time I look at it. By re-arranging some of those lines, amusing meanings pop up. An example:
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Okay, your turn.
Um, that was not part of the arrangement. By your turn I mean, come up with an arragement from the given lines. I hope rainey doesn’t mind.
Mind? I insist. Actually I’m most entertained by the random “words.” They’re computer generated, of course, in an attempt to fool spam filters. I just love the sound of them. “Torpes chuttle ice-car Funger” is the one that prompted me to put a bunch of them together in a “poem.” “Extraditable vandal” and “aesthetical voss daughters” were a couple more favorites.
“The Extraditable Vandals” would be a cool name for a band, I think.
Imagine walking around a random corner and a bunch of feral children jump out, then taking a boat ride on the Ganga and a puffed up dead body floats by and people are continuously harrassing you to spend money in their shop, or they know someone whose shop you should spend your money in and you’re being pulled this way and that way and every man in India is staring at you as if he’s never seen a woman before - certainly there are those who have never seen a white woman before, and the dirt, the sewage, the litter, the smell, the hard travelling, days and days and days of hard travelling…and then you wake up at 3:30am from a freezing cold sleep to make your way up Tiger Hill to see the sunrise over one of the greatest mountains in the Himalaya, indeed in the world, and all of it falls away, and all of it is replaced by the most beautiful site you’ve ever seen and EVERYTHING falls together and you fly, everything falls together, both the depths and the heights and in that moment, you’re changed forever.
I’m not setting the date.
Yes yes, rainey IS genius. Haven’t you noticed. Lets see…
Where were you? I spent 5 weeks there in the early 90’s. What a place. I was in Rajasthan and Gujarat. Flew into Delhi and out of Mumbai. I’d like to go back and visit the Himalayan regions someday.
Ah sangrain, you have finally shared something personal.
I’ve heard Rajastan is cool. I flew into Bombay, travelled to Varanasi, Darjeeling, Calcutta and Goa, and then out of Bombay. I’ll go back. And back and back. Infact, I’m going to go back in September/October. Go to the Himalaya. You must.
Wow, Ms. Angel, quite an experience. Thanks for the recap.
So, you are not setting ‘the’ date, huh? Oh, boy. I think I’ll gently skirt away from this subject.
As far as sharing something personal; what can I say! Who wouldn’t want a stack of discounted software four inches high installed on the old computer. I’m sure one would find the difference noticeable enough to want said computer again.
By the way, I like your selection. It’s very … you.
Rainey, thanks for your indulgence. “The Extraditable Vandals†would make a great band name. So much attitude in a somewhat subtle self-deprecating format. I can just see the bands motto: We are The Extraditable Vandals and quite frankly, my dear, we don’t give a damn. Yes, I know, I need help.
“…my own complex set of reasons.” Oh man, I think I just opened pandora’s box with this one. Did you know that a woman with reasons is un… oh, you beat me to it. You know, can’t you just get out of the way of your wisdom for just a little while so that I can make fun of you? Is it too much to ask? Can we reason together? I don’t think this is too unreasonable, do you?
As far as software goes; woman, I know not of what you speak. Well, maybe. You’ll have to expand my mind on that one.
…and now, a poem:
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Reason with you, Ms. Liquidangel? Not while your finger is still hovering over that wisdom button. There is no reasoning with you … er, my complex friend.
On Screwing the Complexities: You really have to work through these fears … um, er, I mean complexities. I could say more, but I’m not sure that I can. It seems like you already know what to do, but you have to decide. And clearly, no one can help you in that regard. Sorry to leave you hanging, but you are on your own on this one. Whatever decision you make, I’ll support you. Good luck.
Wait a minute, are you waiting for him to set the date? Did he give you a diamond replica, or one of those affordable prices rolex?
I’m irritated because I wrote a lengthy response, an honest one, but I lost it.
I guess what I was trying to say that in a way I received a replica diamond and I’m waiting for the real diamond to emerge. I do have faith that it will emerge, but until it does, I’m not getting married. I’m not a romantic, I’m a pragmatist. It’s not fear sangrain, it’s caution.
Wait till she sees the changes.
Do you not have a magical forumula sangrain? Or at least a magic wand?
A
P.S. Why won’t you reason with me? Is your what you call my wisdom nothing more than stubborness? Why won’t you meet me? Try me.
P.S. I do hope you know that I don’t mean a diamond as in the stone hey?
Rainey,
I’m sorry that I’ve hijacked your thread - I’d like to blame it on sangrain, but the truth is that I’m being totally self indulgent. Perhaps it’s a failing of mine. In anycase, I’m sorry. It must be terribly boring all of this.