Bill Wiltrack wrote:
Feel like I would actually like you if we ever met.
Probably as I'm a pleasant enough chap who gives most the time of day in real life(although the tache would be an warning signal) but if you spoke the bollocks you do here to me you'd hear the same replies.
You just seem like you have intellectually backed yourself up into a corner, in a completely glass room. ...
Funny, to me it feels like a brisk invigorating autumn walk.
You seem like there is no wiggle room for you...and it is glaringly apparent.
Is it, then you'll have no problem explaining what intellectual corner you think I have backed myself into?
You need to stop confusing your emotions with anothers.
“We're all just walking each other home.”
~ Ram Dass ~
Hmm...a phoney moniker perchance?
Open the door. Take a deep, deep breath. We will never find the answer in our mind. The answer is wordless, a state of being, outside of our minds.
What's the bleedin' question?
Join us as we walk each other home...[/size]
No thanks, I'll take the Tube or call Uber.