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phoenixmoon522 said:

My sincerest apologizes. I have a bad habit of not proof reading when
I'm in a bit of a hurry. He's just so condescending, I couldn't bite my
tongue anymore. I try always to see a persons point of view- without
judgement-but...

No problem.

the Commonsense1 you replied to is a cyberstalker.

It's says what it says to elicit strong emotional responses to escalate
hostilities.

Best to keep your fingertips still rather reply to a stalker trying to
elicit strong feelings, escalate hostilities and catapult us all into a
potentionally dangerous Maelstorm.

Quoted message said:

O'Hush said:

phoenixmoon522 said:

I'm sure that you did what was in your power to help Linda when you
said you did. And I understand your frustration in her inability to see
it from your point of view, which to you is *reality*. But to some
here- regardless_ if_ your_ point_ of_ view_ actually_ IS_ reality_ to
the *majority*- they see it as YOUR reality, your point of view. They
do not accept your *reality* so-- what you SAY is true- to them is a
lie.

Regardless- T1 is a human being. She needs help. Obviously she does not
accept help *on your terms*. T1 does not share your perception of
reality. *But she obviously does need help...and mocking her isn't
helping.

CommonSense1 wrote:

Psst. Michaela: There are two commonsense posters. One of them is a
troll, the other is a friend of Virginia's. I wrote you an email
recommending that you stay out of this, but I think I sent it to an
address that you don't check. The gist was this: You can only make
things worse here because you don't know what's going on. It is my
carefully considered opinion that you should stay out of it.

You did not say in your post that there are two people posting under
the name "commonsense1", you said there are two commonsense posters.
Since you conspicuously left off the 1, it seemed that you meant one of
the posters is "commonsense1" and the other is "commonsense(something
else)"

You did not clearly say what you meant until the e-mail I read this
morning.

You replied to a post 5 hours after I had written it, didn't clearly
say what you meant, and ignored the fact that I told you in my reply to
your e-mail that I have no intention of being T1's "savior" and that I
responded to commonsense1's post because mocking Virginia isn't going
to help her and I felt someone who isn't delusional had to say it. I
made no further posts to T1 after your "carefully considered opinion"
and yet you say, "The rest of us think you are niave."

I have never been hostile to you and I don't see why you feel it
appropriate to be hostile to me.
You don't know me well enough to say that I am niave-- and I don't see
how you think I am being niave.

Because I ignored your opinion? I didn't.

I didn't continue to post about Virginia after your e-mail and I made
no implication that I was going to. I replied to your e-mail explaining
why I made that post to begin with. I was offering you my point of view
in response to yours.

Okay sweetie. Follow your heart.

~ * Threshold crossed, Transverse ran ~ !

"'Hal is Dead!' She cries, 'My coyote ~ !'
And the starling's feather flares.
Coyly Cupola fixes eyes
Upon the forest floor,
A verdict from the trees ~
Shrill note, a cacophony's
Discord hollows from far flung breeze
Of Polar Ends the Bears
Thrill with bittern's strife ~
'Give thanks, a coyote enters now our land,
Threshold crossed, of Central
Park's 69th St. Transverse ran ~
Gift, Hal's race, brought us life.
So, here, in Disenchanted Forest
We kneel, hail High Spirits ~ !
And every fauna here, once dead,
Born once of sorrow, bowed
Head, or soul, paw entrapped, gladly
We receive coyote, A Canine Fauve ~
In tearful, reverent joy."
~ Balthazar

*

"If two witches watch Too watchdogs,
Which watch would a watchdog wear,
If drinking Perrier a wastrel
Washes westward ~

If wayward, a watch's Thyme, chronically
Repeating a query ~

Which watch ticks a tune of Faure's Requiem,
Which Thyme rhymes with Fauve ~ ?

For, I truly wish to know,
A haunting song you once wrote me of ..."
~ Dr. AE

"Dunno. Too much trouble
For me too remember. For
My tummy rumbles, too."
~ Twittering

"................................... Allo ~ ?

Know, Leonardo ~
We said PHONE not bone.
How RU ~ ?"
~ Folly

"Know, Folly ~
I said bone.

But phone's fine, too.
Anything for Leonardo.
O, how's mon petite cur blanc ~

Composing,
Rehearsing,

Or dancing Petite Paw's choreography,
Or manically romanticizing ~ ?

If so, with
Whom ~ ?"
~ Twittering

*

"A favorite ... Faure's Fauve."
~ Mauve

"Fauve's Faure ~
Fave ... fare

five fire
fivebar firebar
fiver firer
fivers firers
fives fires
fivestones firestones
gavage garage
gavages garages
gave gare
gavial garial
gavials garials
gavotte garotte
gavottes garottes
geneva genera
glaived glaired
guv gur
gyve gyre
gyved gyred
gyves gyres
gyving gyring

March Hares ~ *"
~ Elroy

"A Faire ~ ?"
~ Folly

"O where ~ ?"
~ The Annotator

"A Faire ~ ?"
~ Folly

"O where ~ ?"
~ The Annotator

"Clave's Éclair,
Near Clavichord's Clavicle ~

clavichords clavier
cleavage clearage
cleavages clearages
cleaved cleared
cleaver clearer
cleavers clearers
cleaving clearing
cleavings clearings
cove core
coved cored
cover corer
covers corers
coves cores
covey corey
covin corin
coving coring
crave crare
craves crares
curved curred
curvier currier
curving curring
curvy curry
cuvette curette
cuvettes curettes

A Deer's dare,
If you care."
~ Leonard

"Or divertimento, no advertisement ~
Evasion's erasure
A Fauve favors,
If dearest flavor found at The Faire."
~ Dr. AE

"Love's Lore,
A Legend.

loving loring
luv lur
luvs lurs
marvels marrels
meve mere
move more
moveover moreover
moves mores
murva murra
nave nare
naves nares
navy nary
nova nora
oval oral
ovally orally
ovals orals
ovarian orarian
ovate orate
ovated orated
ovates orates
ovating orating
ovation oration
ovations orations
ovator ...

Orator ~ ?"
~ Mum

"April is National Poetry Month.
Thank goodness for small favors."
~ Ray

"Or the kindness of strangers,
If traveling by train, passage paid."
~ Capsicum

"Vamose, you Ramose ~ !
Off The Vamp Ramp
You

Vamped & ramped, you ~
Vamper ramper,
Scamper ....

vampers rampers
vamping ramping
vampire rampire
vampires rampires
vamps ramps
van ran
vandal randal
vang rang
vant rant
vapid rapid
vapidity rapidity
vapidly rapidly
vapidness rapidness
vare rare
vas ras
vase rase
vases rases
vaster raster
vat rat
vatable ratable
vats rats
vatted ratted
vatter ratter
vatting ratting
vatu ratu
vatus ratus
veal real
vealer realer
veals reals
vector rector
vectorial rectorial

Reverse your
Vector ...
Go see The Rector ~ !"
~ Mum

"ELECTRONS TRAVELING
IN SPACE ~

Electrons were made to flow around conducting loops ...
Electrons were moving both one way
And the other,

Clockwise and counter clock wise,
The same exact time ...

Not half going one way, the other going
The other way,
But the same electrons.
Each electron moving in both directions."
~ Bert

"Bert, verily I vow
You are a Voguish Rogue

Who Up ~ Vamps
Waves
Where wary wastrels
Dare to weave wily wares ...

waved wared
waveless wareless
waves wares
wavier warier
waviest wariest
wavily warily
waviness wariness
waving waring
wavy wary
weaver wearer
weavers wearers
weaving wearing
weavings wearings
weve were
wive wire
wived wired
wives wires
wiving wiring
wove wore

You wax poetic
Your crossed wires,

If rotary,
Your vowels,
Counter, your consonants ...

Your woven lore
Found not in any store,
Nor worn
Among The Uncensored Civil ~ !"
~ Twittering

"But doesn't President swing both ways?
'I am President' 'sworn in as
President' 'Mr President' 'tell the President.'"
~ Michael Haslam

"I heard that, too."
~ Theresa

"It must be true."
~ The Axelated Isomer

"O what shall I wear,
A French Poodle, if visiting
Friend or Faux, or

Faux de Bourdon, or sipping
Faux Bourbon in
Faux Chateau where

Faux Beaux bicycles
Faux Cyrillic after
Faux fire if

Faux Francoise
De la Frais of Cuisine
I eat, for I sport

Faux fur, if dropping in to see
Faux Lord, or shooting
Faux marbles

Marveling over Versailles's
Faux marbling ~

For I belong
To fair
Francesca ..."
~ Max

*

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11:29:41 AM EDT
~ * The Lamp Post News ~ Hall Is Dead ~ !

~ * The Lampost News ~

Hal is Dead! The ranger sighs, startled.
The forest, eavesdropping, nears,
And comes, and looks the way Hal looks,
Fears not the source of tears;
Fears not the things it hears.

Till a sad rush of pall bearers
Till a mad shriek a starling shouts
Shrills the tattered death of life ~

"A Blessing, for your eyes have lit our land,
Of thanks, our Emerald City gives,
For Hal a coyote graced our urban wilds,"

~ The Mayor of Blooms & Fauna,
A blessing bestows, in Central Park.

"Emerald green, our links, a park
Well known, Olmsted Country Clube ~
Where, free for all, a pinecone sinks
Hole in One, where Strawberry Fields

Spin a disc,
Imagine." Sign Says ~

~ * Hal Here Romped * ~

The forest, eavesdropping, hears,
Kneels, prays prayers for coyote child.
Hal was one year old, if heart, bold.

Hal is Dead! The forest cries startled.
The forest, eavesdropping, tears,
Falls silent, and hears the way Hal heard,
Fears not the source of tears;
Fears not the things it hears.

So, here in the Mourning an Emerald
City knows, flora, fauna, human
Alike together kneel about the coyote
And ever hear what brought Hal near ...

A City, beacon of hope,
For centuries known, A Lady Liberty
Welcomes all ~

For Hal, brave heart, showed such little fear
And flora, fauna, human bend
Together here
In tearful, reverent joy

Till a sad rush of pall bearers
Till a mad shriek a starling shouts
Shrills the tattered death of life ~ !

Hal is Dead! Hal is Dead!

~ * Hal Here Romped * ~
In Central Park.

~ * ~

~ * The Fable of The Unclockled
March Hare * ~

"Slow and steady wins the race."
~ The Tortoise

"Not if the race is a short one."
~ Wendy Castor

" ~ * Everyman ...
OK. I give up. How does this relate to Oscar Wilde,
Leonardo and Master
Minor Byrd ~ ?"
~ AB

"As I and Oscar always preach,
If you're toiling the right soil,
Working the right farm ~

'Work is the refuge of people
Who have nothing better to do,'

A right rather Wilde
Proposition. But on balance, a fine
Manner to norm The Mean,
& Right Average remain."
~ Who

*

~ * The Lamp Post News ~ Hall Is Dead ~ !
Answers We Expect.
~ The Editors

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11:23:55 AM EDT
~ * A Captured Fauve, Romantic Antic or Unnatural History * ~

"Nuit d'étoiles ~

Nuit d'étoiles, sous tes voiles,
Night of stars, beneath your veils,
Sous ta brise et tes parfums,
Amid your breezes and your scents,

Triste lyre qui soupire,
While a sad lyre is sighing,
Je rêve aux amours défunts.
I dream of my late loves.

La sereine mélancolie
A serene and melancholy
Vient éclore au fond de mon coeur,
Suddenly unfolds at the bottom of my heart,

Et j'entends l'âme de ma mie
And I sense the soul of my beloved
Tressaillir dans le bois rêveur.
Trembling in the dreaming forest.

Je revois à notre fontaine
I see again in our fountain
Tes regards bleus comme les cieux;
Your glances blue as the skies;

Cettes rose, c'est ton haleine,
This rose, it is your breath,
Et ces étoiles sont tes yeux.
And these stars are your eyes."
~ Théodore Faullin de Banville

"Je revois à notre fontaine
I see again splashing in our fountain
Of Ink
A well ~ told Fable of Fontaine ...

Tes regards bleus comme les cieux;
Your glances blue as skies
A Raven eyes a Fox, a wedge

Of cheddar cheese,
Covets a Fauve

If Too
Clever
By thirds ...

Of fowl
At 33rd & Byrd

A Mont Blanc Fountain Pen
Fauns design upon."
~ Kenneth

"Of fowl
At 33rd & Byrd
A perch light

Dangles
Feathers upon ~

For Quill
Will finely do

If no Mont Blanc."
~ Julie

"Nuit d'étoiles ~
Nuit d'étoiles, sous les voiles,

Night of stars, beneath the veils
A city tells, Troupe of Allegro

I napped among, if nameless, lame,
A few, fame now I know
Of them

Who sleep, oft still weep
Upon park bench late at night

Beneath veils a city
Oft not tells ...

Those of Hats, them of silks, who defy hunger
Or number.

Turns, turns! The sky of the velvet of the vêt of stars
Of gold twinkles slowly,

A church bell
Told me sadly ..."
~ Hal

"alt.snowy.owl.hoots.hollers.Meows
alt.wooden.horse.gallops.leaps-gaily.gladly-giddy-ups ~ !
alt.poet's.coronor.declares-cause.issues-certificate.closes-file."
~ Merlot

"... & I in my gilded cage,
A Captured Fauve,

Sat pondering,
Wondering still ~

Is this The Gilded Age
Oft rumored of, abroad ~ ?"
~ Hal