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Post by floydian1 on Jul 1, 2007 18:39:02 GMT 1
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Post by floydian1 on Jul 1, 2007 22:12:29 GMT 1
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Post by pilotgothic1 on Jul 1, 2007 23:34:31 GMT 1
Scary again, Floydian is this a new mod with new animations? Otherwise lovely pics as usual... Franz
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Post by floydian1 on Jul 2, 2007 0:52:08 GMT 1
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Post by meadowfae on Jul 2, 2007 6:12:10 GMT 1
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Post by pilotgothic1 on Jul 2, 2007 8:35:39 GMT 1
"Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, But to be fearless in facing them. Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, But for the heart to conquer it. Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield, But to my own strength. Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved, But hope for the patience to win my freedom. Grant me that I may not be a coward, feeling your mercy in my success alone, But let me find the grasp of your hand in my failure."
If Sia needs assistance to get back on her feet, she could leave me a message here...
Franz
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Post by floydian1 on Jul 2, 2007 11:37:50 GMT 1
Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield, If Sia needs assistance to get back on her feet, she could leave me a message here... A battlefield it is in a war that is lost, it seems Sia is doomed to go on caught between life & death never being able to make that final transition.
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Post by pilotgothic1 on Jul 2, 2007 12:04:02 GMT 1
Maybe Sia should try to remember all the good things that makes this life worth living.... There is so much more to explore....in Cyrodiil as well as in RL....believe me, I know what I'm talking about... If Sia likes to reach out, she can meet me...see my PM... And remember, everybody hurts...sometimes...But there will be light, a new morning...every single day, believe me! Have a little trust, nothing is doomed... there are friends around, who cares for you... Franz "When your day is long the night is yours alone, when you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on. Don't let yourself go, 'everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes.
Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along. When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on) if you feel like letting go, (hold on) if you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on.
'everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends. Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Hold on. Don't throw your hand. If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone
And everybody hurts sometimes, everybody hurts sometimes Everybody hurts... sometimes. And everybody hurts sometimes."
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Post by floydian1 on Jul 3, 2007 0:02:17 GMT 1
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Post by floydian1 on Jul 3, 2007 2:03:39 GMT 1
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Post by pilotgothic1 on Jul 3, 2007 19:47:03 GMT 1
"Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens."
~Carl JungGood to see Sia back on her feet again...in a lighter, brighter form... May she will be able to rise again, glorious as the new born sun in the morning... May it be...
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Post by floydian1 on Jul 4, 2007 1:29:18 GMT 1
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Post by meadowfae on Jul 4, 2007 14:55:10 GMT 1
7 8 6 Send in the firemen... Need water to put out the fire! Sia just needs some TLC and a holiday in the islands. Or at least a hike in the park. Burning churches gets old quickly... Not to mention it messes up her new hairdo. LOL ~m ps. thanks Franz for May It Be...one of the most beautiful songs ever written, imo...
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Post by pilotgothic1 on Jul 4, 2007 19:21:21 GMT 1
"How would you feel if you had no fear? Feel like that.
How would you behave toward other people if you realized their powerlessness to hurt you? Behave like that.
How would you react to so-called misfortune if you saw its inability to bother you? React like that.
How would you think toward yourself if you knew you were really all right? Think like that."~Vernon Howard"Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air - explode softly - and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth - boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn't go cheap, either - not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with their imagination."~Robert FulghumI guess it is time that Sia replace the dagger in her hand with a paint brush...then she could paint the world in beautiful colors... colors of peace and loveliness, of fairies and deers and golden sunsets and starry nights and blue skies... Wouldn't this be nice? "...when you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong, just remember, in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow, lies a seed, that with the sun's love in the spring becomes - the rose."Franz
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Post by floydian1 on Jul 4, 2007 19:48:44 GMT 1
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