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you see? i sink, i sink, i sink. it's not a stunt. you see? i sink, i sink, i sink. it's but a stint. _Tazar

Being a bookworm solely is sufficient reason to hate the termites, at least for me. They eat my books, my notes, my papers and everything I have. Books particularly were my life-long personal properties. I owned nothing except some books in my whole life and they used to destroy it. That's why I say, they destroy everything. That's why I hate them much. I ever treated them as bitter enemies. We are Cain and Able while needless to say I stood for Able who was biblically in victim's side. On the face of it, they seemed to be victims. They never escaped alive once they appeared in my sight. I am generally no cruel though I became merciless to them. I even enjoyed killing them. But they were not likely to be extinct. I hope the world without termites. I questioned God why he or she created that nonsense little things even though he or she was idle. Then he or she answered nothing, as usual or always and I hated the termites even more. They probably were in the favour of God. I...

If a python mesmerized a rabbit, The little rabbit might say, grinning, Oh, you’re hungry poor snake! We met in the jungle. She is a large python and I am a little rabbit. No one would imagine of course, that a big snake and a rabbit greet one another in a busy metropolitan street. So we were supposed to meet only in a deep jungle. The setting of our story was the very jungle from which we can never escape. Being imprisoned in jungle means having to act according to the jungle’s laws, which probably can be called unpublished laws in any language anywhere. Those are to understand automatically, by something like common sense. We are meant to follow those rules. In short, she is a large python. I, a little rabbit. We met somewhere in the jungle. That is the story I am telling you now.

What (some) journalists really mean saying COOPERATION WITH THE JUNTA? To:            All Parallel Universes From:        The Earth Subject:     Sleeping with a Hooker What an UNFAIRNESS! Please ponder it in sympathy. I will tell you now, what happened to me. I have stripped to my underpants, but she has only undone a button of her blouse hesitantly. Don't you think it's unfair? If we were a couple, we would be the couple who absolutely ARE unsynchronised rather than the couple who IS in harmony. So, I hate her. I really hate her with all my heart. My hatred to her is so strong and I want to kill her as soon as possible. But you know, she is extremely strong physically. My sole ability is not enough to kill her. After all, the offender or assailant is her, not me. She was beating me persistently up to now. She scratches my body by her dirty claws and loudly shouts and curses at me by her b...