Houjun Xie (
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As, I believe the kids say these days, a "newbie," and not knowing anyone here as of yet, I believe I can be an unbiased judge of the kind of postings that are common to this network.
For people who are supposedly destined for greatness, there is a great deal of goofing around and whining. We need a fresh breath blown into our campaign. The sun of new life to shine through the clouds of not-this-shit-again. A flowing forth of artistic fervor to battle the every day drudgery. I suggest poetry.
I'll start.
"It must have been an awful sight,
To witness in the dusky moonlight,
While the Storm Fiend did laugh, and angry did bray,
Along the Railway Bridge of Lock City that day.
Oh! ill-fated Bridge of the Locke City that day,
I must now conclude my lay
By telling the world fearlessly without least dismay,
That your central girders would not have given way,
At least many sensible men do say,
Had they been supported on each side with buttresses,
At least many sensible men confesses,
For the stronger we our houses do build,
The less chance we have of being killed."
Really makes you think.
[ Shamelessly stolen from the greatest creator of bad poetry. What Houjun lacks in originality and humor, he makes up for in--well, nothing. Still, he tries. ]
For people who are supposedly destined for greatness, there is a great deal of goofing around and whining. We need a fresh breath blown into our campaign. The sun of new life to shine through the clouds of not-this-shit-again. A flowing forth of artistic fervor to battle the every day drudgery. I suggest poetry.
I'll start.
"It must have been an awful sight,
To witness in the dusky moonlight,
While the Storm Fiend did laugh, and angry did bray,
Along the Railway Bridge of Lock City that day.
Oh! ill-fated Bridge of the Locke City that day,
I must now conclude my lay
By telling the world fearlessly without least dismay,
That your central girders would not have given way,
At least many sensible men do say,
Had they been supported on each side with buttresses,
At least many sensible men confesses,
For the stronger we our houses do build,
The less chance we have of being killed."
Really makes you think.
[ Shamelessly stolen from the greatest creator of bad poetry. What Houjun lacks in originality and humor, he makes up for in--well, nothing. Still, he tries. ]
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Though I'm not sure about the girl. Was she the one who ran away with a bucket? The Family from Nantucket Tree can get a little jumbled.
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It's at least worth a shot!
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[...eh, close enough]
i am not the most gifted when it comes to the writing, so i think i will contribute a piece from home instead.
"Everything moves, everything passes, and there is no end.
Where did it all disappear? From where did it all come?
Both the fool and the wise man know nothing.
One lives, one dies, one thing blooms,
But another has withered, withered away forever,
And winds have carried off yellowed leaves,
And the sun will rise, as it used to rise,
And crimson stars will float off as they used to,
They will float afterwards, and you, white-faced one,
Will saunter along the blue sky."
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But I'm sorry to say I'm not familiar with the poem. Where is home?
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Do you have a favorite poet?
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...though it does lead me to believe that you were perhaps the "goth kid" in high school?
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9/10 definitely!!!!!!!!!
it was so cool!!!
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did you just write that? you did right???
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I see we have a poetry connoisseur. What do you like best about the poem?
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[No, he doesn't actually know a thing.]
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What kind of poems do you usually see?
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...I mean, when I first connected, it was through my chem notes, and people pretended to be haunting my looseleaf to make fun of my dark poetry.
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How did they pretend to haunt your notebook?
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"Boooo this notebook is haunted!" That kind of thing?
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