I Need the Ugly Truth-Please Help Me
POSTED BY: RiveR6213
UPDATED: Wednesday, March 15, 2006 01:03
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I'm not trying to be pat. Been watching this thread tonite.
Lost my best friend in 2001. We were up playing DOA 2 the night before. I beat him, but he had a good streak at the end. He was already gone when I saw him the next day.
He was a stageworker. He was making some special effects. He knew what he was doing. He was 75 ft from the rocket. A piece of metal bounced off a rib and severed his aeorta. He died virtually instantly.
They planted a tree. I sat there with all the posers wondering what was happening to my best friend. Literally thousands came. It filled a park; So beloved was this young man. I felt nothing.
I don't want a tree. I want my friend back! You're right about that. It's been almost 5 years, and I'll tell ya, it's still rough. I never visit that tree. Don't know that i ever will.
Crap. I didn't mean to get that serious. But this thread seems to have struck a nerve with maybe more than just River. 
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Originally posted by aussay:
Well the only advice I can give is that if you think you are going crazy, you're not.
Crazy people don't think they're going crazy, they think they're getting more and more sane
"Shake your head boy, your eyes are stuck"
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Boy?
I'm a woman you creepoid!
Though, I'm not like any woman I've ever met. I don't get along with women...I like or LIKED hanging out with guys in the past. They are more interesting, and they always had something to teach me.
River
When the days done gone gray, nothings wrong with Molly's smile...
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Originally posted by aztechrome:
I'm not trying to be pat. Been watching this thread tonite.
Lost my best friend in 2001. We were up playing DOA 2 the night before. I beat him, but he had a good streak at the end. He was already gone when I saw him the next day.
He was a stageworker. He was making some special effects. He knew what he was doing. He was 75 ft from the rocket. A piece of metal bounced off a rib and severed his aeorta. He died virtually instantly.
They planted a tree. I sat there with all the posers wondering what was happening to my best friend. Literally thousands came. It filled a park; So beloved was this young man. I felt nothing.
I don't want a tree. I want my friend back! You're right about that. It's been almost 5 years, and I'll tell ya, it's still rough. I never visit that tree. Don't know that i ever will.
Crap. I didn't mean to get that serious. But this thread seems to have struck a nerve with maybe more than just River.
That totally bites! You lost your friend just like that! Life is so beyond fragile...no ones safe here on earth...not one soul!
No! it IS serious and the world is NOT about me! You lost a friend...a good friend....someone that meant something to you. Someone that you respected! That's important. Why is it that we can't see the value of those special people when they are alive? Why do we only see it after they are dead...what's that all about?????????
River
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Originally posted by aussay:
Well the only advice I can give is that if you think you are going crazy, you're not.
Crazy people don't think they're going crazy, they think they're getting more and more sane
"Shake your head boy, your eyes are stuck"
www.fireflyfans.net
http://www.browncoatsriseagain.com/]
Boy?
I'm a woman you creepoid!
Though, I'm not like any woman I've ever met. I don't get along with women...I like or LIKED hanging out with guys in the past. They are more interesting, and they always had something to teach me.
River
When the days done gone gray, nothings wrong with Molly's smile...
"Shake your head boy, your eyes are stuck" is part of my sig (Jayne says it in Jaynestown) so that boy was not directed at you.
BTW girls who dont gt along with other girls is very common.
"Shake your head boy, your eyes are stuck"
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Originally posted by aussay:Quote:
Originally posted by RiveR6213:Quote:
Originally posted by aussay:
Well the only advice I can give is that if you think you are going crazy, you're not.
Crazy people don't think they're going crazy, they think they're getting more and more sane
"Shake your head boy, your eyes are stuck"
www.fireflyfans.net
http://www.browncoatsriseagain.com/]
Boy?
I'm a woman you creepoid!
Though, I'm not like any woman I've ever met. I don't get along with women...I like or LIKED hanging out with guys in the past. They are more interesting, and they always had something to teach me.
River
When the days done gone gray, nothings wrong with Molly's smile...
"Shake your head boy, your eyes are stuck" is part of my sig (Jayne says it in Jaynestown) so that boy was not directed at you.
BTW girls who dont gt along with other girls is very common.
"Shake your head boy, your eyes are stuck"
www.fireflyfans.net
http://www.browncoatsriseagain.com/
Oops! sorry!
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Originally posted by RiveR6213:Quote:
Originally posted by aussay:Quote:
Originally posted by RiveR6213:Quote:
Originally posted by aussay:
Well the only advice I can give is that if you think you are going crazy, you're not.
Crazy people don't think they're going crazy, they think they're getting more and more sane
"Shake your head boy, your eyes are stuck"
www.fireflyfans.net
http://www.browncoatsriseagain.com/]
Boy?
I'm a woman you creepoid!
Though, I'm not like any woman I've ever met. I don't get along with women...I like or LIKED hanging out with guys in the past. They are more interesting, and they always had something to teach me.
River
When the days done gone gray, nothings wrong with Molly's smile...
"Shake your head boy, your eyes are stuck" is part of my sig (Jayne says it in Jaynestown) so that boy was not directed at you.
BTW girls who dont gt along with other girls is very common.
"Shake your head boy, your eyes are stuck"
www.fireflyfans.net
http://www.browncoatsriseagain.com/]
Oops! sorry!
no worries!
"Shake your head boy, your eyes are stuck"
www.fireflyfans.net
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That's important. Why is it that we can't see the value of those special people when they are alive? Why do we only see it after they are dead...what's that all about?????????
River
I don't know. Maybe I know something.
I know that all the scales fall away after a passing. One is forced to evaluate the person sort of historically. Which is really hard, since they were breathing a little while ago.
Once you've separated all the chaff and realized that you'd forever lost something unique...
I think that's why death can do things like that. The virtue of insight is forever outweighed by it's irrevocable consequence.
You honor them. You don't forget them.
One day you feel a little bit better. Because they would want you to.
Then you go on to the next day.
I don't quite know what happens after that.
I'll let you know as soon as it happens! ;P
Thanks River, you at least made someone else feel a little better tonight. Good night.
(Ok, maybe i'm a bit intoxicated now!)
-aztechrome
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River6213,
I've gone through the entire thread and thought I should weigh in again. It sounds like you are going to get therapy. If you go through with it please, please don't let one of these folks turn into a soulless zombie, or bot to use your term.
The post you put up about wanting to get in touch with that girl inside you made me think back to a conversation I once had with a girl I used to work with. It went something like this:
Co-worker: "You really should be nicer to people."
Me: "I was nicer when I was younger but too many people screwed me over so that little boy had to go away."
Co-worker: "I think he needs to come back."
Me: "No, that one is never coming back."
And he hasn't. Oh I suspect he's still lurking in some dark corner but I really don't have any use for him.
So if you think you need to reconnect with the little girl inside you I say go for it. But if you find yourself unable to make it happen I think you will be strong enough to survive.
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River6213,
I've gone through the entire thread and thought I should weigh in again. It sounds like you are going to get therapy. If you go through with it please, please don't let one of these folks turn into a soulless zombie, or bot to use your term.
The post you put up about wanting to get in touch with that girl inside you made me think back to a conversation I once had with a girl I used to work with. It went something like this:
Co-worker: "You really should be nicer to people."
Me: "I was nicer when I was younger but too many people screwed me over so that little boy had to go away."
Co-worker: "I think he needs to come back."
Me: "No, that one is never coming back."
And he hasn't. Oh I suspect he's still lurking in some dark corner but I really don't have any use for him.
So if you think you need to reconnect with the little girl inside you I say go for it. But if you find yourself unable to make it happen I think you will be strong enough to survive.
Do you remeber that
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We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.
Do you remember the movie Aliens 2?
Remember Ripley played by Sigourney Weaver? Remember when she made up her mind to go back for that little girl who had spent weeks surviving on that desolate planet in the middle of a nest of hostile aliens? Well that’s me, and the child that she wanted to rescue…that’s who I once was. My own mind is the hostile environment of Aliens. Its time to lock and load and go face the demons that have held her and myself hostage.
That child helped me survive a very traumatic childhood. That child kept me interested, kept me strong, kept me fighting kept me laughing, kept me dreaming, and kept me believing in rainbows and a better day. She kept me believing that there was something just for me just waiting on the far side of the horizon. That child kept me living, even though I was oblivious to the fact that I needed to be kept living. That child kept me alive.
Now it’s my turn. She needs my help and I’m going to go and get her. I am going into that alien filled, hostile environment and getting my child the hell out of there. I owe it to her. She saved me, and now its time to save her. And I will. What ever it takes, I will.
Or, looking at it another way. Simon spent a good deal of time protecting River, and keeping her living, but then came the fateful day when Simon caught a round from a reavers weapon, and he went down. River, who was the "child" had to protect her protector...it was her turn indeed and she took it.
River
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That's kinda disturbing, Rebbeca ends up dead, and Ripley ends up host to an alien...
Whole different inner child thing going on there...
More insane ramblings by the people who brought you beeeer milkshakes!
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