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Sat Mar 23 18:36:36 ~
Shriya Sharma said:

Fri Mar 22 20:56:48 ~
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Thu Mar 21 19:48:39 ~
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Sun Mar 10 20:02:00 *
visitorb said:
kinks

Tue Mar 05 05:24:20 *
BackDoorGuy said:
test...

Fri Feb 16 14:37:14 *
Colin H said:
Looking

Fri Feb 16 14:30:42 ~
meeka said:
reside

Sun Feb 04 15:52:48 *
Rubadub said:
Life? It's not for me to say, babe!

Wed Jan 31 17:08:51 ~
Shriya Sharma said:

Sat Jan 27 19:23:48 *
jasper said:
peeks

Sat Jan 27 17:17:26 *
visitorb said:
If a tree doesn't fall..

Fri Jan 26 20:05:50 ~
Shriya Sharma said:

Fri Jan 26 01:37:38 ~
Shriya Sharma said:

Wed Jan 24 15:30:53 *
Visitor said:
i refuse to drink water

Tue Jan 23 17:02:07 ~
Timeout said:
Two words

Fri Jan 19 01:32:43 ~
Shriya Sharma said:

Tue Jan 16 08:36:19 *
john johnson said:
jerkpig

Thu Jan 04 21:10:47 ~
aysin said:

Thu Jan 04 02:49:54 *
Annetta said:
xxx video

Sat Dec 23 19:36:23 *
jbg said to all who came before:
i smile as i look across the room that once was...

was fun and exciting and challenging...

20-30 people all engaged, exchanging views without

malice...sighs...no, not malice but with

intelligence and a certain joie de vivre ...

ok, perhaps i did go on "fluff hunts" when the

flesh was weak or the repartee dull...and even though

i was booted by the best of ya, i think we co-existed

and a few of us even became close...because to befriend

jbg was not a socially accepted practice...but

friendships were made and a few lasted for decades

....as near as i can tell the 'crew' is gone (cept you

of course and we shall share until the end)....for the

rest of the z1 gang...keep the childlike faith, the

poetry and the romance in your lives...

johnny b goode

VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.

Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.

You may tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.

No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.



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