way cool pictures

"...ah but it's simple now..." went the goblin welcoming xxxxx here, explaining "...well, if you actually want to became a writer, then you will fail because you already one, a writer that is, and you were a writer the moment to opened that slot in order to post something now...", and how that point seemed overlooked by so members on these writer's sites where the goblin just continued, saying "...each post you do is writing, where I have met many of you humans by now, that I can tell all I need to know about their works just by looking at their posts..." it was as if ones posts brought the reader to ones works then, where each post had to meet a benchmark of self here, repeating "...the muse comes to one, one writes her vision and that's an end to it, one never becomes a writer at all, one just writes..."

repost for elsewhere,

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Yes you should be wary of the goddess .. Her wrath is something you do not want to face

"...well that's because you know the person in dailylife too, therefor it's best to follow dailylife consideration here, whereas I, not knowing anyone, consider only content here, for example, if I didn't post something everyday, what difference would that make to anyone, none because to all I am just a persona here, but I have kept this site ticking over in everyones absence because I am so unstoppably selfish always, for even now, I post from habit alone, rooted in self motivation, so now are you self motivated I wonder, good, but if you could remind her of my selfishness, her writing side will know what is meant by it..."

"...people say repeatedly that they don't read my posts, but the hit count to each thread I do tells the truth of the matter, where I read everyones posts without exception, always have now..." mentioned the goblin who, when faced with forumland itself, often felt like someone holding a remote-control desperately flicking across each forum after forum, almost feeling himself lament each time "millions of channels and nothing ever on", concluding "...I face abuse and rejection each day, yet I produce for myself and I am read by it, so what more could I want of myself then, isn't it better to write from the spur of rejection than to be blandly accepted through tagging threads..."

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Ben only sets prime. he doesn't establish lending practices

"...true, adjusting the prime is not going to mean much if no one will lend money in the first place, but the fed regulates the amount of money in circulation, where more money is being printed at this point than at any point in its previous history, icy dicey in practice then

repost from elsewhere, about the PM stalker again

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He left me a nasty pm too. I reported it to admin, as I told him that I would. I have him ignored and he still has assess to pm me and be nasty. I have done nothing to him and not even replied to anything he has said, until this last pm and I only said I was reporting him and for him to leave me alone. Just why is he so mean to everyone?

"...actually he is a interesting character, if you were to profile him by his posts, I would venture that the underlying adjective here is "bitterness", simply, he can't do a complimentary post because he feels inadequate, he feels the loss of health, family, and work, deeply, so he resents, and that resentment manifests itself in his sordid PMs towards women mostly, and men to a lesser extent, for example one soon notes that none of his posts dare go inwards, all of them are negative comments towards externals, as if he is trying to uplife himself by pulling all else down, though the folly of this policy is it turns ones life into a leveled ruin with oneself at its bitter center, so he then tries to rectify this by more of it, in a renewed zeal of sordid PMs or sick posts, no, not to join in, but to pull his surroundings reassuringly down again, in ever predictable outbursts meeting predictable results..." ventured the goblin, continuing "...actually, l doubt he's in control here, he's as much a victim, of his own frustrated bitterness, as those women who he targets are, where at times apologizing, other times lying low until his self ruined surroundings once more focus his mind back on his failed existence again where the resulting resentment compels him into repetition, and when it does what else can he do, where else can he go, and how many times now, a sorry case indeed but a lesson to us all..."

repost from elsewhere. the "marketing" thread

"...not for me..." went the goblin, adding "...besides, it's as good as published when one hits the "post" button here, so let others conquer that bookworld now, me, I'll take on forumland and devil take the hindmost...", somehow the goblin was thinking of dr johnson now, someone who in his day was known as a "man of letters", saying "...well air enough then, let's settle for "goblin of posts" here, besides how many other goblins are there anyway..."

repost from elsewhere, the "what are you doing" thread

the goblin as always has been neatly arranging the deckchairs on the titanic, since he knew that the ship might not actually sink in his lifetime, so there he was,still working/living as usual, while ever more evidence of the forthcoming ice age just piled up around him, "...ah, but none of this can be true because the media would have told one by now, wouldn't they..." went the goblin in some self reassurance here, but the media was not in the business of seeding panic here, and besides, who would then arrange deckchairs if there was no time left

http://english.pravda.ru/science/earth/106922-0/

http://www.scientificblogging.com/florilegium/blog/why_so_many_earthquakes_decade

repost from elsewhere, still on the subject of shakespeare

"...shakespeare is one of life's statues that one returns to each time only to notice how one has changed by it..." went the goblin readying for work now, outside the sky was a clear cold, unseasonably so in fact, for why should it be so cold on a clear summer's day he wondered, adding "...I suppose hamlet, man of thought, procrastinated, whereas macbeth, man of action, didn't think it through enough...", work pulled him away once more, shakespeare like some set statue never changed, so it had to be the goblin's perception here, so did the goblin owe this perception to what he saw then, where perhaps this winter could well become the coldest one that one would ever know, the scene was certainly whispering something here