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Okay, so...earlier today, I was in a whim. I was listening to some jawsome, sweet/sad music that somehow appeared on my laptop, and all of a sudden, I had an urge to write. Or...type, rather. I was in a kind of mood you're in after twenty minutes of sweet/sad music, so when I started to type, this is what came out. It's in my journal, too, for a more permanent fixture.

Spur of the Moment - "Threshold of my Anguish"
"Atop the threshold, I await justice for those who have brought me pain. Justice, the kind that I cannot bring down on my own. Justice, a sweet melody of unforgiving memories. Justice, the truest way to solve any problems. A pity, therefore, that justice is one-sided. What can be justice for one is mere murder for another. Possibly torture, anguish…hell, even pleasure for those few sick minds. Not for us, however – we await the truest hand of justice, the noblest hammer, the loudest toll, the purist punishment. We know what is needed…we know how to attain what is needed…we know where to go in order to attain what is needed…and we will stop at nothing in order to go to attain what is needed.

So why should I have to wait? Why am I forced to be patient for an anguish that all suffer? I do not believe it to be the fault of family, friends, or political figures – however guilty any of them could be. The fault lies with me and me alone. I, indeed, shelter my own anguish, my own desire for a self-righteous justice. I cannot do so, however, for fear of bringing a new, different kind of pain and misery upon family and friends. It is unbearable to live like this, hiding one’s pain from the prying eyes of those loved. However, the mere scenario of a worse anguish being laid upon those I love spears my heart. Then, further pain is added upon me – a heavier weight is placed across my shoulders. My pain, my anguish, my desire for justice…cannot be met.

Therefore I wait upon the threshold of my anguish, awaiting the righteous justice to come down from on high. Sweep my soul clean of all pain and suffering, so that I may cleanse my ways and aid those I love. I ask this to a ghost of religion, a true Truth, the purist hand of justice and love.

Save me from myself."

After I wrote this, I thought 'Hmm...I miss Gaia.' So, I came here, and zang-zadam. Here y'all go. I'm going to make an effort for activity here, so rejoice. Or hide in fear. Your choice.

BTW: The "Rose Response" above in the poll...she actually commented that in my journal. I though it'd be nice to include it.

Leoshi returned the glomp with a gleeful force. ((Yes...gleeful. It was the only thing I could think of.)) "Because, C-san...Rose PMed me earlier. She happened to be the first one to be able to see."

"Yeah, I've been meaning to ask you about that. Niccea, didn't you know? I'm the next Sam Cornish ((or however you spell that guy's/girl's name))."

Leoshi chuckled.

"They're robes, Nicce. Robes."

"Sweetness...sorta. Is it normal for half of the comic - I'm guessing it's half, it's hard to tell - to be cut off by the site/browser? The first page cut out more than half of "Adventures", and I couldn't see below the "What the...?" on the second page."

That did it. Thankies muchies.

Kk, so...sweetness, looks like you're having LOADS of fun with computer drawings. Yeah, I saw your comment on the first one. Wootness

And I have a primary reason for inactivity...at least, for the last two weeks.

My Government class teacher ((Hiles, if you know her, C-san)) assigned a project to groups of students. We were to make something concerning the "Invisible Children" situation in Northern Uganda. One of the options was "Video/Computer Game". I had such software for making such a game on my lappy, so I got to it. I'm about 60% done, I'd like to think, and I know I've got so much more to do.

So, yeah, that's kept me busy busy.

Rose sneaks into the thread unnoticed and hugtackles Leoshi, "LEOSHIIII!!!! Hey look! I have my own poll option!!"