An indie social site based on a blog.
Greetings and salutations from another part of the forest. You may know me from Twitter, but that site has been taken over by an alien spore. Some people are attempting to accommodate to the new reality. Other people have left, searching the digital omniverse for a new home. A few try to balance both realities. Reach is almost nil on in the ‘Old Country’ unless we subscribe and haven’t fallen afoul of some algorithm. Refugees are stumbling upon new homes. This is is founding of one such place. It will grow as I and others who become active begin to learn how to do this. The guidelines will be traditional micro blog guidelines. No hate. No lies. No misrepresentation.
In the beginning posts will be more like commenting on a blog. But that will change as knowledgeable personalities come on board. I thought of doing this on my somewhat well known blog, but felt this deserved to be something new. I hope digitally savvy people come on board. I don’t even know if comments are ‘allowed’ yet. I created my first blog so long ago I forgot how to arrange everything. Yet the door is open. After this goes up I’ll try to see if I can remember how to allow comments. It shouldn’t be too hard. I think you just click on ‘allow comments. When you comment people will be able to see your name and reply or contact you. Please use a name. Anonymous comments will not be accepted. Talk about what ever you like. Every thing is Everywhere. What choices will you make? Let me go set up comments if it’s not already set up. I’ll try to make this site more visually appealing as we go on. I’ll authorize people to join in creating and establishing this new thing. The race is on. Let us all be responsible and successful #UniversalPartyLine #twitter
Somebody’s going to be the FIRST PERSON to comment/post on this new’indie social site’ thing. It might as well be you. Who knows? You may go down in digital history.
It's me, Emma Mae from twitter but it says I am posting as kitty?!
ReplyDeleteFIxed it!
ReplyDeleteThanks very Much . It’s me Billy. I’ve got to enter my Google account. Gotta remember it. Til then can only comment as anonymous
Deleteyou said no posting anonymously. You can't enter this page without having yo go thru the previous blog site. You just changed the title and theme and posted once and POOF! there's your brand spanking "new" blog. Thered a difference between bending the truth and lying.
ReplyDeleteGoof Luck--> WhoEver You Are
Boy I wish I had the power to post without anyone knowing who I was in real life. Oh though I have learned from a once-known "genuine and authentic" "author" that Twitter err X com allows you up to 100 people to be someone else. Or am ai mixing that up with the amount of Elon Musk pages offering you cars abd cash for only a 500 dollar deposit. And they do not stop at that. You will be flooded with every Tom dick and Elon "create a page" fake, knock-oof people hoping you gain your money and hey the bonus? A "beautiful" "ID card" with yours and Elons picture on it! Not even China makers of the plastic cards can get rid of them fast enough Apparently factory direct means melted cards, mulispelled names, a card that can phone your folks just by staring at the picture of Elon on the front of your card. Ooh! Quick Eveyone Rush To Get Your Own mini-Elon to carry in your junk drawer just like all the Tweets rthdt you languished over tortured by the nubs on your fingers when you could Tweet. Now it I read an X on xX.com and Re-X'ed it to an X-er who was X'ing on their X page AND THEY SAID I'm an X'er on X and we X together while re-X'ing your X's! on X.com!! Oh Brother!! (eyes roll(.
ReplyDeletep.s. Happy Bitthday!!!
ReplyDelete(Meant for August 8th, 2023)
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ReplyDeletean anonymous tale of how heavy hangs the jock. Can you find ELON in this WonderLand FULL everything that you can imagine being thrown everywhere?
still the choices you make, whst do you?
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are you upset with me? I think what it is for me is that I want most is a friend. Just one. And I am certain I put a lot boundaries up and get depressed to the point of scared because I know one day they will leave, when someone gets too close. I can't have it both ways; friends and not letting them be close.
ReplyDeleteI'm not speaking of physical amorous relations but. Like I said earlier an interest in my day to day is wonderful.
I was in a relationship for 8 years and it was me them and no one else 24 hours 7 days a week 365 days a year.
maybe on t-giving I'd be allowed to have a friend or Teo over. But because I wasn't allowed nor made aware of there calls or letters (the ex would block and delete numbers and RTS my letters from family too) most if not all,
deleted and blocked my number, my x-book page, x <---- Yes even x. They deleted ALL my x's from the ONLY friend I had all their links, pics, x's, blog inquiries, accounts. They deleted ALL of my x.'s connections but blocked them first.
I had at least almost 8-10 years of correspondence with my ONLY friend on Twitter.
When I found our it was too late. That ONE friend has not spoken to me since now 2 years. and that R.E.A.L.L.Y. hurts.
the house who's threshold built and supported mine the honest way.
ReplyDeletehard work. attention to detail. being human. not judging. kind.
wise. empathetic. caring. genuine. real. champion. shoulder. hand. sight and sound.
does anyone understand what I say? maybe not. but I'm okay with that.
what I'm not okay with is the ONE person who not only tried to get me a job also helped me get a new turtle shel. that revels most important because they were very smart and had no problems with having a person in need of help with social anxiety disorder, panic attacks, restless nights, long days of babbling and even longer days of silence.
Appropriately we would speak. And whatban honest joy it was to have someone to talk to, who had an interest in what I had to say but went completely out of their way to heal an old wound, advancing the healing so quickly I almost forgot I was injured.
immediately the shock to my system set into motion the drive to be like "that".
present. aware. alert. protective and remarkably creative. they'd drive along every road I had only dreamt about going.
tree chopping in the rain forest. ghost hunting in the foothills. snowflake catching on thevyltops of mountains. measuring rain drops on a dandelion.
just wishing you Happy Past Easter. a hoppity and hippity our dear briar hare would weep for his from his toes to his knees the straw scratched and burned. Who will help me thought the briar hare. I have no equal and nobody for me to care. hip hip hop hop hip hop hop hop moaning at each thump if his feet. oh how i wish someone would be there for me. along his route he went his knees buckling and toes bent hip hip hop hop hop hop hip moaning and groaning bare burning his aching desire to finish and his equal to meet.
ReplyDeleteit just rhymed. and I just wanted to see how you were doing.
live. live. life. peace out! hey Lee, there once was a mischievous little elf who loved to trick or treat on Christmas and celebrate Christmas on Halloween. A wicked little elf was he would stuff doors full of hay and drench any person who upon their mat would come their way. Stones they would slather bitter karamel and as they stood still baking in the sun's heat they would steal their ribbons and bows one by one each by each their stacks upon stacks of holy and merry as high as the eye could see enjoyed by him and only he.
est-ce que tu aimes mon chapeau
since youve been gone.., no shows have played, no performers have stayed, no games have been won, there's no competition when there's only one , no laughs have been turned from tears, those moments went so quick but will be remembered for years, no apps have been chosen, no male or female are golden, shadows of time in its own intricacies, begging for one more time as its lost its motion its
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ReplyDeletei don't understand what your talking about.
"upon finding a new apartment?".
If there's readonly to evict me, please provide it and I will then March right down to the nearest court house and file for false eviction, failure to provide proper documents upon tenants initial request to keep and live in current residence. Failure on the part of your departments is not my fault.
I said from the very start what was missing. I requested it loud and clear.
you made me sign paper work after the fact. And after the fact is a fact that I know I shouldn't even be paying under the contract anything at all.
and your department failed yet again to provide a detailed rental responsibility document when you requested rental arrears. the "New rental rate" stayed the same as the full initial price and it was contradicted in plain black and white on the very first page of the rental arrears request form.
the rental price regardless of New contract was treated the same way. ignored. how can you possibly expect me to know what my rental responsibilities are and what the governments agreed upon rental grants ard if the correct information is not submitted.
I will not sleep on the streets again. I will not sleep in another SRO just so someone else can claim an additional bonus on their commission check. I will never trust MrsL EVER AGAIN. I will never trust anyone ever again from HRA if im forced to move because you guys made a "little mistake" that you might have gotten into trouble for.
it is my apartment. Removed locked doors and all. The apartment was
I had already sent on my first day an exact move-in inspection list of what was good bad and needed fixed list to. who told me to have faith in the management team and give the Super a call as well.
They are still, with no complaints from me working on fixing the entry ceiling light, main room ceiling light, .
I have not gotten one complaint about noise nuscience or nefarious acts nor have I interrupted the standard of living for any and all of my co tenants. and plan on keeping it that way.
I'm quiet. Keep to myself. am helpful when least expected and giving when most needed and least forgotten.
I told I could be trusted in my apartment when he showed me it and I intend to continue to keep my word with the best Superintendent of a Building that I have ever experienced.
the workers are Profesional, talented, informative, extremely well mannered, kind and understanding and quicker at fixing anything that I have ever seen in my life.
the.management staff are warm, inviting, intelligent, kind and professionally care about each and every one of their tenants and even though they don't have to thru extend the exact same courtesies to the tenants guests or family members or government workers as if they too were important.
this will probably be the only apartment I will ever get on my own ever again if I'm forced to move and find what an SRO Manager who allows drug shooting addicts to discard their syringes anywhere they please, intentionally burn me with cigarettes because they like the dtmtug smacker are told no when they have more money for food or laundry.
or how about the Madame in disguised as a Mansger of an SRO who stated that no tender can be in another tenants room PERIOD but insists its because of repairs and while sleeping I am sexually molested in my sleep by the actual room tenant.
and when I refused sex I am then blamed for the blinds not bring properly hung in a window that was locked open in the middle of winter while I neatly froze to death. then only to be told my room won't be closed until I returned a key to a door who's lock was already changed thereby "allowing" thrm to continue to bill HRA for my room and ALL under an intentionally misspelled name so as to confuse and get of their trail oof misappropriation of HRA housing grants. my name is
Now Lyle was a brilliant old soul whisper thin his paper like skin would rub and rub ointments and oils and Barbazol fizzy fizz fizz skin fixers as he aged he felt he could never win against his fight with his very very dry very thin paper soft whisper thin skin. oh how he tried.
ReplyDeletethere once was a mischievous little elf who loved to trick or treat on Christmas and celebrate Christmas on Halloween. A wicked little elf was he would stuff doors full of hay and drench any person who upon their mat would come their way. Stones they would slather bitter karamel and as they stood still baking in the sun's heat they would steal their ribbons and bows one by one each by each their stacks upon stacks of holy and merry as high as the eye could see enjoyed by him and only he.
ReplyDeleteI practiced until my feet were numb trying to get your step and walk down because I thought if I could walk in your shoes then maybe I could be a little less like me and more like you.
ReplyDeleteWhat I'm trying to say and not beat around the bush and say with happiness that days like *today* mean something to one and something different to another.
I just hope today is what you want it to be. ., candles? or not?
it's your day.
so you get to decide.
he said what was dark was light what was moon was sun and all the world agreed that it was the best possible airplane to have flown without fuel because the unspoken affecrions had to remain as just that and the star given shone brighter and lived longer becausevit knew what the comet did not; comets can be reached, a stars distance no matter the scope can only he seen and never embraced as it wished its whole life it could be the comet flew to depths Unbeknownst to any and all because the comet wanted the star to shine as a shadow foes in mid day on earth saddened but strong the star kept glowing and only every century did he get to greet from too their scope the magical and wonderius being of light until the day the tail of the comet started to shrink and as hard as the comet tried the star tried even harder to help but was uunable to bring them the needed embrace to elongate the comets tail and so the comet abd star formed a never ending bond of light and at the speed of it as the last flicker of light became diminished and shone no more the comet was able to know thenwhat the star meant about all the others spoke of, it meant you have a friend in the universe and that because of it your light will never go out it would always shine bright because you were loved.
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ReplyDeletei feel terrible about everything. i think my overbearing, overwhelming need to make everything better or pretty or or or is really about my thoughts of you walking out, leaving me, as I felt at times, you were never gonna come v
back. And yes, every pinnacle of that feeling you either threw something of mine awwy or physically had someone either take me away in by ems or cruiser.
because im vocal, because i said no, because i, in your eyes, put eveybody else first.
thats the least true thing about how I feel about you. i never until the harranging continued after 102 and after furnishing, clothing, cleaning, feeding finding and paying for ->everything<- in your new place.
im exhausted. i feel like throwing everything away.
i cant close accounts, i dont even know and even if I did it wouldnt matter, the bank account number.
let alone the online accounts that we fight over who's is who's.
i am so exhausted cleaning up plates, food wrappers, cigarette butts, left out food, milk and the pets' food.
it expires. it has to be bought again and again on YOUR schedule and so what I can say, not your dime.
you had the lease at 102. I had you, the dogs, stuff and no say in and about anything.
Letters Of Angst, Longing and Loss (Read Above)
ReplyDeleteA collection of stories from numerous people on their experiences in this world we ccall life.
some things were changed to protect others to reveal
ages ago so these stories occurred. take whstvyou want and leave the rest.