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The boy who cried SNAKE!
Read with caution.

There is a dilemma, a burden of which writers are perhaps the only solution; how to pass on crucial knowledge, experience, warning, and memories of something vital and gigantic to distant generations to come?

And a secondary issue; how to know if we are over protecting our children, and where the line exists that should or should not be crossed?

How can a warning be given without teaching? And how can something be kept relevant in the minds of future children whereby their protection is assured?

How to protect by allowing attack?

And how to do these things without needless fear or panic? But what if controlled, limited fear is necessary?

I’m referring of course to Chernobyl and other catastrophic time bombs that will affect / harm people for many thousands of years.

International debate of worried people happening right now.


And As a side issue, who knew that restriction of access to radioactive zones would be required to prevent youth deliberately self harming?
Gday everyone,

Happy birthday to those I’ve missed- like everyone, and hope you’re all ok with the craziness in all corners of the globe this year.

I have not been writing but have been life experience-ing so I’ll have something to write about some time.

Also wear glasses now. So instant novelist *Smile* } *Cool*

Sparky! I was wondering what was up with you just last night! Did you catch my mental vibes way over there? lol
Hi Strange, long time no see. Hope all well. *Hand* *FaceMask*
Hey, have missed you. *Smile*
*Balloonr**Balloonb* Happy WDC Anniversary!! *Delight*
So it is *Laugh* and a happy one it is. Good, so good, to hear from some of you people. It means I didn't DREAM IT ALL. Isn't it great to look back at memories and realise it was worth it all just to have those memories rather than other depressing empty sad ones?

To all the WDC community; in life it isn't what you earn or possess, it's how you've lived, and how you're remembered. You might get dementia, but there's others who will still remember your stories. Even if they're boring *Worry*
*Confettir* *Balloong* *Confettib* *Cake2* HAPPY 13TH WDC ANNIVERSARY, SPARKY! *Cakep* *Confettio* *Balloonr* *Confettiv*
Thanks so much. Miss all you folks on WDC.
Thirteen years is a long time! I hope you write something wonderful today to celebrate your WDC anniversary.
Many thanks. I'm still alive *Smile* and that's not such a joke hey?
There is a little light at the end of the tunnel of life-getting-in-the-way.
Hope you're going ok.
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Seeing stars from caveman head injury  (E)
Held hostage by Pilliga forest farm life- unlikely genesis for spacefaring homo sapiens.
Fascinating information about blood types

Hey you, haven't seen you around much. How are you?
This is what we work for, even if it isn't a book pub deal...

"###### ##### is pleased to accept your work ### ####### ###### for inclusion in our Anthology

Keep poking at those keys fellow writers! *Thinker*

Are you sure their eyes didn't blink?


They're a bit creepy...
Happy Anniversary. What are you writing on? I hoep you are well
Sparky!! Happy WDC Anniversary!! We miss you!
*Confettir* *Balloong* *Confettib* *Cake2* HAPPY 12TH WDC ANNIVERSARY, SPARKY! *Cakep* *Confettio* *Balloonr* *Confettiv*
Today is World Suicide Prevention day.

This is not something pleasant to consider or talk about. But here's the thing with suicide.

It comes without warning. It makes no sense. No one is to blame. And regret for what we didn't do, didn't say, is pointless.

You won't know the person had lost hope, and felt that doing this would end their misery. You won't be aware until afterwards.

Why are we surprised when someone dies? Everyone dies. Yet we are shocked when it happens.

I feel it is important to ignore our doubts, to forget about if we should or shouldn't say things, to just put it out there to someone that we really do care. Even a stranger. Like today I spoke to a total stranger in a work colleague capacity, and had this moment when I wondered if they were ok. Like, I managed to brighten their day briefly, and it wasn't a dramatic moment, nothing unusual. But I wondered if that is the very time when we should be most alert?

Most of all, there is this thing called forgiveness. Do it. Forgive whoever it is that grieves us. Because unforgiveness only steals our own peace, not theirs. And who knows? If we forgive someone, perhaps they'll then forgive themselves. They already know what a sod they are, without our unforgiving attitude. What if we were kind instead? Kind to someone who doesn't maybe deserve it?

Anything else is just our pride like a brick wall, like someone asking if another is ok, yet not really being prepared to genuinely help them, like THAT brick wall. You know the one.

The main person to forgive is...ourselves.
That's how dopey I am lately *Laugh* I didn't see all these anniversary notes on here, only saw LinnAnn hanging in there 's. Many thanks to you all.
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