tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post4823195269655791241..comments2023-10-04T17:13:47.394+03:00Comments on future of my past: this be the verse, part twoAnna MRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-49764665796549593302013-09-01T12:19:58.409+03:002013-09-01T12:19:58.409+03:00Heh :) - Ramonita, if you're serious about all...Heh :) - Ramonita, if you're serious about all this you could actually think of taking issue with Ms MR for misquoting you. Having said that, I don't think I even bothered to click on yer link so I'm not what you might call bovvered - especially as you not human, or animal. Well you might be human, but you're in thrall to robots and the forces of darkness, so ... <br /><br />Good morning, Anna. I am certainly not classier than you. I'm sure I could actually prove this, but hei, you'll just have to take my word for it. <br /><br />xReading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-34604287078138890902013-09-01T11:27:32.229+03:002013-09-01T11:27:32.229+03:00Ah, the word Ramonita used to lure me was not &quo...Ah, the word Ramonita used to lure me was not "Brilliant!", it was "Fantastic!". Do forgive me, Ramonita, for this hideous disrespect for your work.Anna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-20119169795308595662013-09-01T11:17:06.281+03:002013-09-01T11:17:06.281+03:00Well my dear Signs, it takes one to know one, for ...Well my dear <b>Signs</b>, it takes one to know one, for you are one classy lady yourself (classier than me, I rather suspect). <br /><br />But you know, what really does me is that these really are people who are probably employed by some bloody companies to go and leave these messages – I mean, it needs to be a human to come here and comment ("prove you're not a robot"). People who are employed to go and leave messages like "Brilliant!" or whatever on blog post after blog post…to advertise things very useful for the survival of mankind, such as reclining exercise bikes brilliantly exemplify. Employed. They do it for money. Man. How much for? How much per "Brilliant!"?<br /><br />I fries my brain a little bit to think of that.<br /><br />And then there's the issue of the whole thinking behind it – I mean, why say "Briliant!" at all? Why not just say, hei, come and have a look at our exercise bikes? Yes people would be (even) less likely to click on their link…but simultaneously, they are now – realising they've had their leg pulled so cruelly and old-fashionedly – (even) less likely to browse through the fucking website, looking at their essential-for-the-survival-of-the-species products.<br /><br />I have to say, this world most of the time beats me.<br /><br />I hope you are doing well. It is people like you who have always given me hope for mankind, my dear.<br /><br />xAnna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-78723307198423672702013-08-28T19:06:06.991+03:002013-08-28T19:06:06.991+03:00:) eh, Ramonita, you just stumbled across real cla...:) eh, Ramonita, you just stumbled across real class here, and you probably have no idea. On yer bike! Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-85790628535831868272013-08-28T10:53:44.414+03:002013-08-28T10:53:44.414+03:00Well, Ramonita, I must say I only visited your pro...Well, Ramonita, I must say I only visited your profile (interesting stuff indeed) because it seemed like a slight-oddly-out-of-place sort of thing you said there, given the context of this particular post. However, I admit my choice of making a return visit was most likely effected by the fact that I was slightly flattered, you see – in fact, I confess I allowed myself to think – momentarily, Ramonita, momentarily – that you'd thought my <i>writing</i> was "fantastic". <br /><br />So imagine my disappointment when I realised that really you were talking about the reclining exercise bikes that you sell as a living. Tsk. What can I say. Vanity was always my favourite mortal sin.<br /><br />Let's not be seeing you.Anna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-47097508886096888372013-08-28T04:44:02.613+03:002013-08-28T04:44:02.613+03:00Fantastic!Fantastic!Ramonitahttp://bestrecumbentexercisebikes.us/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-28764364775170859852013-08-27T22:25:01.316+03:002013-08-27T22:25:01.316+03:00Dear Navas – thank you.
And I want you to know t...Dear <b>Navas</b> – thank you. <br /><br />And I want you to know that my friendship with your daughter has been enormously important to me these past few difficult months. Always has been, but you know what it's like to have good people around when times are hellish. She is like having a total angel for a friend. I don't know where I'd be without her. So, you know. Thank you for her as well. <br /><br />Hope things are good with you my dear.<br /><br />xAnna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-73098781007032866562013-08-27T16:04:02.518+03:002013-08-27T16:04:02.518+03:00Oh Anna, what to say. Just that I am thinking of y...Oh Anna, what to say. Just that I am thinking of you. Take care.Navashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06759443413326634572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-68606308694118225562013-08-26T17:50:12.270+03:002013-08-26T17:50:12.270+03:00Oh my Signs – thank you, you know how much your wo...Oh my <b>Signs</b> – thank <i>you</i>, you know how much your words mean to me, all of them: what you say about my writing and honesty makes me humble and grateful, and your wishes to my mum and me makes me emotional and, well, a bit weak, but in the good sense. I don't have much chance or opportunity for weakness, these days, and those I have are welcome in ways I have yet to describe. Perhaps I'll find a way to say it sometime.<br /><br />Miss you honey. Wish I could come to That Thing we spake of – but sadly it is right out, I'm afraid. You must know I'll be there in spirit, though, don't you?<br /><br />My inability to work is becoming panic-inducingly scary this week. I must, must, must work, or face – doom. No, seriously, I really must. But hope to talk soon.<br /><br />Much many multi mwahs, and thank yous, and love.<br /><br />xAnna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-37800836497425100942013-08-26T17:14:09.658+03:002013-08-26T17:14:09.658+03:00This is very powerfully expressed, Anna - and I ca...This is very powerfully expressed, Anna - and I can only salute your honesty in setting it down as you have done. It takes courage to do that and is a strong element of what makes the writing so strong. So I add my thanks to Sabine's. And my good wishes to your mum at this threshold time - and love to you.<br /><br />x Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-79591753938860244032013-08-22T00:52:03.114+03:002013-08-22T00:52:03.114+03:00Sabine –
In a way I am glad that the feeling you...<b>Sabine</b> – <br /><br />In a way I am glad that the feeling you got was what you describe; thank you: <br /><br />If instead of abject dismalness, you managed to glean from what I wrote an urgency to live, live, live, I am – although this word has been so disgustingly overused in things such as American Idol type competitions that it's near-unbearable to use in any decent context, but it's the closest I can get to what I mean, so I shall be brave and bold and use it in its original sense and context and usage – I am moved. Touched. <br /><br />Thank you.<br /><br />I have occasionally read your writing, and know that you live with much pain and carry it with admirable dignity and beauty. I didn't know you were my reader. I feel – quite honoured. <br /><br />Thank you again.<br /><br />I hope life is giving you every drop that can be squeezed. It owes you that.<br /><br />xAnna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-37470190493271836402013-08-21T21:51:25.393+03:002013-08-21T21:51:25.393+03:00Reading this I felt a wave of great urgency. Not s...Reading this I felt a wave of great urgency. Not sure what for, may to squeeze every drop of life out of whatever number of days, weeks, years I may have. I shall see.<br />And I get the point of disinfecting but there is only so much you can do...<br />Thanks anyway.Sabinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.com