Posted by Cory on July 28, 2000 at 15:37:11:
In Reply to: What A Wonderful World posted by Emily on July 28, 2000 at 03:06:09:
The world itself is not beautiful; YOUR world is beautiful, but just because it applies to you does not mean it applies to everyone. In fact, your typical "human" is nothing more than an animal doing a poor job acting civilized. There's a complete vacuum of free will and self-control in our so-called "modern" society. Everything is cheapened and made into a commodity - everything is bought and exchanged - not just money, but friendship, love, and trust are up for sale. Art and Philosophy are dying but kept on life support by people like me.
I swear to god your post was so sappy you could get a job writing valentine's day cards for Hallmark. The masses eat that crap up.
Hey, how many people here believe in reincarnation? Raise your hand up! Guess who Cory is the reincarnation? Is it none other than the greatest Greek philosopher of all time, Plato?
Could be!
Oh and um, reality check my dear Em...you thought We were going to last forever. What makes you so sure about John?
-Cory
: So I'm sitting here, feeling happy and tired and lonely and sad and peaceful and so forth, so I decided to fill in the fourboard on what's been happening with me and my life for the past week or so.
: John...I got to the bus station about 20 minutes early, and I sat at a table for a while, I walked around by the doors, I stood at one corner, then another. It was nearly 5 a.m., and I was restless and nervous and excited...a very sad sight. I didn't know his bus had come in, and I was standing sort of near the front glass doors of the bus station, and as I had my eyes turned to the floor, I saw these brown shoes and white socks coming at me. No, they weren't inanimate shoes and socks come to life in a horrible fashion show masacre...it was John. I looked up, and he was standing about 2 or 3 feet in front of me, and he stared at me for a while, and I stared back. It was surreal...that word is over-used a lot, I think, but it really was surreal. Everything seemed like a dream. It felt like everything around me was spinning uncontrollably, and he was the only still person in sight.
: "Emily?" -John
: "=o)" -Me
: Then we walked toward each other, and I put my arms around him, and we stood there for a long while, with people all around us frantically going wherever it was they were going. He moved his head around to meet my lips, and he kissed me. Mmm hmm. Mmmmm. Sigh...
: We left there, with me holding his hand, and we walked to my car, in the dark, and my hands were still shaking, and we drove to my house right away and just layed in bed for a while, under these silly glow-in-the-dark stars I've had on my ceiling since I was little. We just layed there, holding on to each other, kissing, with our eyes closed, and...yah...oh it was so nice.
: Then we went to watch the sunrise. On the exact moment he told me he loved he six months before, he kissed me, sitting atop a hill in my car, facing the southwest. His beard is scratchy.
: There is a line in the movie "Pleasantville", that says, "That seems like an awful long time to wait for just one moment." That's what I kept thinking about...how I have waited my whole life for that moment in the bus station, where I'm kissed by the man of my dreams...
: After the sunrise, we got some breakfast, and went back to my house, and slept until it was check-in time at the hotel at around noon, and we went there and fell asleep until 4 a.m. The days following we just sort of got used to each other, we drove around, spent one day with Zach, my 10 year old cousin who is one of the only people in this world that I can stand being around for extended amounts of time. That's what that picture is up there. ^ John, Zach, and me, next to some road blocks at night after we went to a go-cart rance. It's sort of like an amusement park, but smaller, and there's a game room inside. John and Zach played a few games og pool together...John had to teach Zach how to hold his stick and so forth, and afterwards, John said, "So am I Zach's future uncle or what will he be to me?"
: "Your future cousin, sort of =o]" -me
: "Ah, 'cause I remember when I was little, my future uncle at the time teaching me how to play pool in his basement. I just thought that was nice." -John
: And so of course, that made me insane...in a good way...and, yah. It was nice.
: He left about 3 hours ago. God it was hard letting him go. I kissed him...and I kissed him some more, and I hugged him, surrounded by ciggaarreetttttteeeee smoke and people. I was about to leave, standing by the doors where only passengers are supposed to go, and I saw him getting on the bus...and I didn't want him to go. I ran out to the bus and kissed him one more time before he was gone, and he told me he loved me, and I turned around and whispered "I love you too", and I walked out of the bus station and drove home, teary eyed and sad and very lonely. But still happy.
: And now here I am. I think I hurt Cathy's feelings 'cause I wasn't too talkative right when I got home, so sorry Cathy, if I did.
: I'm gonna try and sleep now, but my bed looks cold and uninviting. I miss John's scratchy beard. Everytime I exhale I can feel his lips in front of mine. Dammit.
: -Emily, not checking for typos and thinking to myself...what a wonderful world