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Name: Hsinnamin
Country: United States
State: New York
Birthday: 1/11/1980
Interests: Writing about ppl, creating secret lives, fabricating own, imagining things to life, living in Middle Earth. Observing ppl, scheming downfalls. Eating cookie. Educating others re Tolkien.
Expertise: Elves - dark elves, green elves, grey elves, wood elves, high elves, twisted elves. Private investigation, recreational harassment, sneaking about. Devilry. Building traps.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Legal
Message: message me
Member Since:
11/8/2003
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| Guess who's back.
I hope the other finds a happy road.
- Giant will look after himself.
I don't suppose we'll ever see Giants again.
- We may yet, Ms. Hsinnamin. We may.
And we did!
We played Lord of the Rings Trivial Pursuit. Wizard kept winning. Giant can read brain. Put his hands on my head and squeezed until I almost choked on my own laughter. Giant has stupid accent that tickles me. Very happy that afternoon. Then we went to see the Knicks lose and he was happy. Then we went home to watch America's Funniest Videos I was happy.
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My dear Wizards and Healers,
Faeries and Elves,
Kings,
Butterflies,
Cats,
Artists,
Storytellers,
Men.
[Humans!]
Today is my last day in Middle Earth!
[goodbye last day!]
Alas, one year is far too short a time to read about such excellent and admirable posters.
I've known 1/3 of you almost 1/3 of my life; some of you I only know a
little bit; and many of you I've never met wiith lives I can only imagine.
[I, er....I have things to do]
I regre to announce this is the end. I'm leaving now. I bid you all a very fond farewell!
*poof*
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My world is changed.
I feel it in the home. I feel it in the streets. I smell it in the people.
Much that once was is lost. For none now live can reclaim it.
It began with the passing of the Student Age.
Much was given to Tower One: applications, office actions, billables, most pressing of all tasks.
More was given to fancy ales: great time-killers and merrimakers of the Great City.
And my entirety. All my efforts were given to the pursuit of Adulthood, which above all else was my desire.
For throughout that quest was needed the strength and will to govern my own destiny. But I'm wondering if I was deceived.
For another purpose should exist.
In the land of Workerbees, in the chaos of the Great City, the green
wizard Hsinnamin forgot about the important things that controlled all
others.
And from now on, into those things that really made her happy, she will
pour her passion, her attention, and the will to make time for them
(and the will to dominate all life, still).
Just one resolution to rule them all.
One by one, I want poor habits and bad decisions to die out.
For the time would soon come when Smart Moves will rule the fortunes of all.
- End Part I
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| Dolen i v歍 o nin.
Si peliannen i v歍 na dail l螽. Si boe ?dhannathach.
'Wizard de Hobbiton long living free,
In joy thou hast lived. Beware of the treats!
If thou hearest the calls from before,
Thy heart shall rest in the House no more.'
"Wizard de Isengard long living free,
In joy thou hast lived. Beware of the leash!
If thou hearest the summons from before,
Thy heart shall beat in the City no more."
"Middle ground is no place for a yearling, not even one as brave as you. Go on now." Hippocritomus Maximus de Hsinnamin will not be happy like that.
'None of us should wander alone, you least of all. So much depends on yourself. Wei wei? I know why you seek solitude. You hesitate. I see it day by day. Are you sure you do not ponder needlessly? There are other ways, you know. Other paths that we might take.?
I know what you would say, and it would seem like wisdom, but for the warning in my heart.
arning??SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> *taking offense* gainst what?? We're all afraid. But to let that fear drive us to destroy what happiness we might have...don't you see, it's madness! Inconceivable!?nbsp;
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If they ever turn my story, let them say that I had at least walked with hobbits. Faith rises and falls like the winter wheat, but free will will never die. Let them say I lived the time of the House. Let them say I now live the time of youth.
The Road goes ever on and on,
Down from the door where it began,
Now far ahead the road has gone,
And I must follow if I can.
ou're late.?o:p>
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Come up to meet you ~
[Wizard and Giant walk towards the ugly yellow Farewell Horse. Silence has been following them everywhere; somebody being timid]
2005. I hope the other finds a happy road.
- Giant will look after himself.
I don't suppose we'll ever see giants again.
- We may yet, Ms. Hsinnamin. We may.
I don't think so, really. We don't think so. (ano urusaii palantirmail o kikimashita...against my will! how kind)
Questions of science, science and PATents ~
I'm glad you were with me though; here at the end of this year.
[music, credits]
- The End -
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Being poisoned by a book? No such thing.
'What they call their loyalty, their fidelity, I call either lethargy or lack of imagination. Faithfulness is simply a confession of failure. There are many things that we would throw away if we were not afraid that someone else might pick it up.'
For a few seconds someone's eyes grew sad. But, after all, what does it matter? One's days are too brief to dwell on the actions of another. Each live their own life, and pay their own price for living it.
One who is master of oneself can end sorrow as easily as one can invent a pleasure. Callous, concentrated, with stained mind, and soul hungry for rebellion, hasten on. Demo...watashi jyanaii.
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| http://www.chuzy.com/gallery/eugenewinnie
'Oh no no, no need. Not planning on nakimasu'ing'
'...and I ask that you love God first, so that you may love each other well'
Here at
last, on the shores of a California bay...comes the first day of their
union. I will not say, do not weep; for not all tears are evil.
And we wept! Precious...we wept to be so moved. (gan, so did everyone else)
http://www.kitw.org/Euginnie/
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Snap out
of Fairytale, back in Middle World --
all so eye-opening
thought-provoking and very slap-sobering.
Have now made my
choice; time to return to the House of the Lord. No one likes work
that much to go every Sunday anyway. And in the end, our Lord, He is the
light in dark places, when all other lights go out. I just remembered.
Also...time for
Wiz to find a N.C.B. *scoffff!* 'There is no other way,'
some friends have told me. *straight face* After 3 years, am
starting to believe so too. Fell deeds awake!
Liquor Boycott
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