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Re: The Hollow Man"Mudge" said Aug 1, 6:02 PM: |
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I think it was Mark Twain who said, “If I had more time, I'd have written it shorter.” |
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Re: The Hollow ManPeter said Aug 1, 6:06 PM: |
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Mudge, that was so funny, it made me giggle uncontrolably. My be you can help me, I was writing some a long piece called the hollow man , I save it and then decided dto go back and edit it. What you see is whats left after trying it. It must have been a computer glich, all my writing just dissappered. |
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Re: The Hollow ManAzyh said Aug 1, 6:12 PM: |
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Peter, when you say you saved it does that mean you could edit the post and paste it back again? |
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Re: The Hollow ManPeter said Aug 1, 6:22 PM: |
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I saved it, but then I wanted dto add something to it so I pushed the edit option and the text appeard for aa second and then disappered. I thought maybe I should write something in the empty space left behind from the disappearing text. I typed a quotation mark and saved it to see if it would appear in my original paragraph. Instead of that happing , the entire paragraph dissappeared and all that showed up was the quotation mark. |
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Re: The Hollow ManAzyh said Aug 1, 6:34 PM: |
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my experience with disappearing posts is to always save on my computer. |
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Re: The Hollow ManPeter said Aug 1, 6:39 PM: |
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thank you, I'm definitly going to start writing in notepad first before posting it to the forum. |
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Re: The Hollow ManNono said Aug 1, 10:54 PM: |
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Quotationmark is so describing and suits for your title. But I have had these annoying dissappearances lately as well. I have “lost” so many postings. It must be the Gaia tecknique that makes it unstable. |
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Re: The Hollow ManPeter said Aug 2, 6:39 PM: |
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First my heart squeezed very tightly at the realization that I wasn't going to be able to see my two boys again like I used too. I could have them stay with me only on certain days. When I vacated my home and left my family (I faught to stay, but to no avail) I discovered that my heart was empty, there was only a hole left over with the exit of my soul. It was squeezed out , my heart was strangulated by loss worse then any I had experienced in the past. I fell apart, and lost my way, I didn't know where to go or what to do. No one wanted to take sides, I was totally alone . I've never been alone before. I felt numb, I even had a difficult time finding my car. I had never been on my own. God, I needed someone to stay with until I could sort all this out and figure out what to do next. The panic disorder and OCD kicked in full strength. The support payments and no job. When the payments didn't arrive on time or not at all, I was told by a judge that I won't be able to see my kids if I don't pay. The thing is is that I wanted to pay. What I couldn't understand was how a judge can tell me that I can't see my kids if I don't pay. When I was married and lost a job and had a difficult time paying our bills on time , no one ever said I can't see my kids until I pay my bills or put enough food on the table to eat. Why was I being treated this way, how can a judge dare and tell me such things, it unnatural, it goes against fundamental instincts, the law of nature. He wasn't there when my children were born, where was he ! when I was caring for my sons chicken pox, putting anti itch loation on those itchy blisters. How can someone think that they have a right to tell a father when they can see their kids, what's their source of reasoning, how can there be a written source on something so inherent in humans, hard wired in our biology. How absurd. All this weirdness came down to money, Money ! I felt so dizzy , so lost , my heart was hollow, there was no more warmth in it, I couldn't feel any love coming from it and there was absolutely no love from the outside. Why wasn't I dead, by all means I should have died, I always thought it wasn't possible to live without a soul. I was hollow inside like a dead stalk of bamboo whos life as a bamboo was over its fate was either to rut in the ground or be found by a passerby that likes to make bamboo flutes. I was so lost without my soul. |
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Re: The Hollow ManAzyh said Aug 3, 1:11 AM: |
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I could hear the bamboo flute as I read this to the end, low and haunting. |
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Re: The Hollow ManNono said Aug 3, 10:13 AM: |
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Oh Peter! |
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Re: The Hollow Man"Mudge" said Aug 3, 8:25 PM: |
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Hi Peter- |
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