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Hello!? Is anyone there?? Knock if you want in!   ** Image ID #1975123 Unavailable ** ~~Image #1500358 Sharing Restricted~~ ** Image ID #1646857 Unavailable **  This blog contains only items derived from specific prompts. I'm too stubborn to take the time to post the prompt that the entry is based on. So if you don't understand whats going on - well, I dunno - I guess that just means you don't understand. I would also like to invite you to take a look at my other blog:
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| BCOF I have often wondered what would happen if I traveled back in time. When I was younger I often daydreamed about what I could do to make my life different, to make it better. I could change all the tragedies that disrupted my life. I could change EVERYTHING. Finally I came to a realization. Everything in reality is related to everything else. Every event in a life is an outcome of previous events and a contributor to future events. My past is what has made me who and what I am, every piece of it infinitely interrelated with every other piece. If even one infinitely small piece of my life were altered what would happen to the me I am now? The past few years I have been happier than I ever was previously. The me that I am today does not want to commit suicide. Who knows what a change can amount to? My past produced me, and today I love myself. Rather than change the past I will concentrate on performing, what I have learned to be, the most appropriate actions in the present, which I have discovered, lead to the most desired outcomes in the future. |
| BCOF and Blog City My Dearest Friends, As you know, our parting is one of the hardest undertakings I ever have to go through. Your being fills my heart and soul with glory, love, and light. Your wisdom nourishes my mind. I find it hard to breath the breath of life when you are away. The trials and tribulations we have gone through together will will always be on my mind. I love you. Good bye, until I pick one of you up again. Good bye My Books. Your Adoring Lover, Geoff |
| BCOF and Blog City Soul Topography The broadness of the plain belies its depth. The reflection of the mountain in the lake Ripples in the moonlit gloaming. Take the plunge and swim to the summit. I'm always on time, if there is time enough. Be there time for me, I'll be available. The wisp of smoke is never in a hurry, Until the breezes begin to blow. |
| Blog City: No.  BCOF: The perfect hobby or to perfect a hobby? Is a rose by any other name really a rose? Can a hobby ever be perfected to the point of perfection? Can you conceive of the perfect rose - the rose more perfect than any other rose - perfection? Can you use genetic engineering to bring perfection to the perfect rose. All of my hobbies, of which I have many, are perfect for me - perfect to me. Now we get to the differences between a state of being and an action. |
| BCOF: It makes perfect sense to me. Numerology is based on numbers and numbers don't lie. Since 2016 equals 9, 2015 equals 8. We can return to our youth using a simple countdown. 7 - 2014. 6 - 2013. 5 - 2012. 4 - 2011. 3 - 2001. 2 - 2000. 1999?  Damn I feel old! |
| BCOF and Blog City. Indemnification of the damned, Good rep or bad, I know what I am. I know WHO I am! I can take the rap to go with the rep. Give me a sandwich. Watch me force feed this fat pig. Give me the pipe. You know I don't smoke. That's the stench from the burning attic. Shove the pipe down its chubby throat. Now its a contest. Keep eating. See if you can puke..... Before I kill this porker! |
| My Kinda Blog Prompt: This is the answer, not the prompt: All play and no work makes Geoff a happy boy. |
| The dust billows thick. The insects hop in my eyes, And crawl up my nose. Deeper and deeper I go. Scrubbing up the dank treasures. Circus of the fleas. Small dervishes a twirling, Yodel out their wares. Moth eaten desiccation. I purchase the nostalgia. |
| BCOF: I can't say I agree with the adage, "Write what you know". I don't know what it means. Is it an order? I don't follow orders. I write what I think I know. I know I don't know everything, but still, I think I do know everything. So I guess that's why I just write about everything. Because I think I do even though I don't. Has anyone ever read anything I wrote that doesn't seem like I knew it before I wrote it? Blog City: I choose the time machine. If you don't know why, I'll go back and tell you, before. |
| BCOF: My theme song? I'm kinda insulted. You don't know my theme song. I thought everyone could hear it whenever I came into the room. I always hear it - like all the time - playing all around me - people singing and clapping. You don't hear that? Seriously now - you really don't hear that?  Blog City: I never thought about the relationship between narcissism and competition. I suppose people are competitive because they think they are better than others and want to prove it. But then I suppose the losers wouldn't want to compete because when they get ground into the dirt that would kinda stifle any narcissistic tendencies. That may be what the arrogant, narcissistic folks who instigate the competitions want though. I always like to be different. I'm so arrogant and narcissistic that I don't like competitions. I know I'm going to win, I always win, and I don't like to see other people feeling bad, so I just choose not to compete.  |
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