h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Good to you here m'dear.

Oooh, they are all of those; does that mean i get to kiss both of you?

*Drools in anticipation....no, i dare not reveal the fantasies, this is a family site.

zdt

You have more idea than most folks why even *one* person sending a *virtual* can make a huge difference.

zdt

I'd send kisses to most of my hootoo friends - specially Azathoth and Terri, with an extra for Yoda!

My puss purrs nicely & says "murky buckets; would you like one of my sardines? Or maybe you'd prefer that person (the piano tuna)"

zdt

My post got yikesed on my Eye thread. I didn't swear; all i said was how depressed i am feeling & how i had phoned a helpline, who hadn't actually helped at all. Being prevented from even expressing your own depressed state on "supposedly" your own journal strikes me as either some spiteful person trying to goad me to the *no; not allowed to mention nasty things* type of solution or Auntie Beeb decreeing that only chirpy, nice postings are allowed.

Be warned.

Camel's back & straw. Just one.

zdt

That sucks... Be good to yourself, it was brave of you try using one of those helplines.

Thanks. Yes, it was, i think only those of us who have been brave/desperate enough to do so realise this. I once phoned the UK Samaritans from the 17th floor of a block of flats in Dubai.

Don't know what to say really. I spent 3 years trying every which way to help someone cope with their depression, turned out to have been con trick of the century, which everybody told me, but stooopidly; i continued to have faith "He keeps saying all he needs is Real Love; i am giving him this, he will be OK".....like as hell. He used me, exhausted me totally, bought himself a house by the sea & taught me to mistrust pretty well everyone on the planet.

Why???? I've done nasty things to people; but i couldn't have done this. How can anybody say seriously "Oh, i never loved anyone for longer than a month, not even my ex wife or my kids or parents"

Ah well; we live & learn. Not a nice lesson.

zdt

I'm sorry somebody yikes'd you Terri. I've sent an email. Hang in there.

A very not nice lesson.

Indeed.

Maybe we should emulate the life-cycle of; most of us lot seem to be suffering from a lack of "hard case pupa" stage. We've done eggs & caterpillars. They get squashed.

Snaily, you might appreciate this, i don't know if Azathoth & JEllen are familiar with Sylvia Plath: Poetess, married to Ted Hughes,she committed suicide. Oddly enough, his next lover did likewise & killed their baby daughter too.

I made a cheesebox. It's a longhaired blond dolly sitting on a throne, arms outstretched, awaiting adoration. Above is a sheep vertebra () Stones on the base, bamboo on the roof, tarot cards on the walls. Encased in a cigar box "smoking affects not just you, but your entourage"

And what links the various elements & Our Fiend in the centre are Sylvia's words, torn carefully from her book:

*And your first gift is making stone out of everything.
I wake to a mausoleum; you are here.

*Ticking your fingers on the marble table, looking for cigarettes
Spiteful as a woman, but not so serious.

*And dying to say something unanswerable.

(Sylvia Plath: Ariel & other poems)

zdt

Sounds like a really excellent cheesebox.

I didn't know about Ted Hughes's second wife!

Er, lover, even.

The two states are often so different, yet related, with such type of a person, quite probably this is connected with the final tragic outcome?: here's the Wiki starter for ten:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ted_Hughes

Google Ted Hughes & Assia & Shura; but not when feeling morbid. I doubt that it is gender related; i think some people just feel pain & intense love "more" & tragically,wonderfully, they often attract others who do also....because they understand. Upside = great mutual creativity when at least one partner is "up/manic"; it's infectious. Downside = if both hit the pits at the same time........even more infectious & sometimes fatal.

zdt

True.

I know a couple of people who are bi-polar and such... And they for the most part wouldn't give it up, they find the passions and creativity exhilarating and addictive.

Personally, I enjoy my nice steady time... I have passions, joys, sadnesses, creative bursts and times of looking inside... But I feel safe knowing none of them will own me absolutely and there will be a change along soon. The idea of that breathless grip of passion taking me for a ride and being completely in that moment, whichever way it goes, is an interesting idea for me, but I'd rather read a good book about it than experience it myself... It scares me silly- steady, safe and apparently bloody nuts me... (I overheard a friend saying to another friend last saturday that it's lucky I dont often drink... I'm scary enough sober )