Pagafyr

Bouncing off the thinks other people have aides us in confusing our own mind of it's problem we DON'T have, but for some reason we think we need another. Maybe it is just to keep us from giving a real food garden attention? A real garden takes work so we don't starve. Starving from all the empty promises we keep growing in our minds, hoping they will come true. Is this a dream? Will we wake up in a moment? Probably is a dream? Just waking up in this one seems to last longer than any others we might prefer that might be better than this one. Watch for another PM again!

Happy Belated Birthday!

The game you're playing and the people who could help likely have another place to help. Find your game in the nexusmods page with the games list and go directly to the forum for it. Game on!

CDN is fast! The general one for all.

You understand the downloads are faster. The two reasons the download is slow are. The servers congested with people downloading the same mod. The other reason may be related to the ISP you have. One: they could be experiencing lots of traffic and that will cause the slow too. Turn off any background apps. Clean your computers Temp folder in Windows so your computers not slowed either. Two: the thing I found out about routers recently is. The ones we have today are better suited to be used in their Wi-Fi/Mi-Fi state. The Wi-Fi/Mi-Fi service on our routers is faster now-a-days as it is using the new 5G LTE and the 6G LTE 801.2 b.g.n, and ax which are faster in the Mi-Fi/Wi-Fi settings. Use your computers internal wi-fi connection rather than the LAN cable. If your computer is capable of using the LAN leave it plugged and turn on your computer's Wi-Fi/Mi-Fi connection. Try it with the Wi-Fi/Mi-Fi turned on. When the wi-fi/mi-fi is turned On, on my router the computer automatically uses it and not the LAN. FAST 50 Mbps downloads and up to 10 Mbps uploads. I hope that helps.

The weather outside during the later afternoon and evening. Lightning streaking down creating flashes brightening the underside of the clouds. The ancient words telling us about a God who stood on a cloud with his forge nearby tossing spears down upon the ground. A Father of Greek legends. It seemed fitting since I was shown stories about how people explained lightning and rain storms to the uneducated by telling them stories about the God. Ancient Myth. Or mysteries with some truth mingled in by elders to raise their children on how important it was to stay away from puddles, Oak trees, and any ground where there's is a buzzing sound not made by any fauna or insects. No insects in sight, they too seemed to have distanced themselves from the weird language buzzing on the ground. Don't stand where you hear the whispers of that god's children. It's Ionized ground about to lift and connect to the opposite power in the clouds creating LIGHTNING! If you're standing in it, you'll get a shock or die from it never knowing you did. Was it a knife or magic that took my life.

Father of lightning, bolts so bright, Words become sparks in dusk's early night waylaid in a fight sudden was the blight Ne'er a sight of another with such might Father lift me to the height Share one last view in the night where home is bright Before my soul lands in Hade's spite. My heart was ready My head was strong My arms have failed now is the end of my song. Fate has nothing for Destiny's calls each new lesson ended before I could crawl Save my soul! Let my body go! For it's strings hear not the harp they sing like siren's screams calling me to battle stuck in a dream. Did I die in bed Did my heart never feel no pain was it a blade or magic by which I was slain. Through this child my thoughts emerge even so I have the urge to rise up get to the battle until our enemies be purged.

Welcome.

Back on land!

Remember ... Life is short ... so don't be ...

This is my own personal, none plagiarized, revised version of another story. I remembered it while thinking about the things in our own Attics the family treasures! I remember the last part, the moral of the story, but I couldn't remember how it went. So I wrote with a complete new theme,. I remember reading similar stories by Aesop.... Aesop's Fables. Short stories always ending with a moral.

A story with a moral. Kind of like one of Aesop's Fables. It goes like this: Once upon a time there was a leader on a large island somewhere that lived in a bamboo made palace. He had a teak wood throne. All the other furniture was made with bamboo. His life was comfortable and his was a good leader. One day a monster appeared on the horizon and all the people ran to their leader with the news. He rose from his throne and walked out of the palace and got into his coach. Four of the people lifted the bamboo coach that had a bamboo leafs overhead giving him shade. He was young and light yet, and the men lifted up the coach and ran with it carrying him to the beach as fast as they could. Upon arriving at the beach the people pointed at the beast. He eyed it with his young eyes and saw it had put out some little ones that were getting closer to the shore. As the two little babes of the beast approached his people got anxious. Concerned about what manner of troubles the beast children had. The tiny beast's babies got closer to shore and everyone saw that they were boats. There were people in them. The leader knew that some day another people from another island would likely show up. He approached as the boats arrived on the beach. What he saw though suggested a much larger family than his own. The people in the boat signed that they were hungry and might find food for offerings of something in trade for food and goods. The leader being wise, chose to have them stay awhile so he could learn about them. As time went by they became good friends and learned each others language. One day a new friend noticed his throne. After admiring the craftsmanship he told the leader about thrones from his country. The new friend noted it was strange wood; not bamboo. The leader noted his friends was saying knew words. After learning them he told the new friend in his own language his throne was made from which had his family history carved in it. Teak the leader said. Wood is teak. The friend told him of several thrones that leaders had. The leader loved the stories about thrones that the friend told, so much, he asked the friend if they might bring him one of the golden thrones for him. Of course! The friend said. After a few passes of the sun and moon his friend returned. His friend brought with him a magnificent solid gold throne. The leader was overjoyed. The men came and lifted the teak wood throne and moved it so the golden one could be set where it was. All was well! The family and friends all partied and while they were some words of wonder were passed around. The question reached his ears about what he was going to do with the old throne? For a few days there were discussions about the throne. A wise one, suggested it could be taken by another and they might become a new leader. The leaders council decided that it wouldn't be good to have two leaders. So it became their problem as to what to do with that magnificent hand carved old teak wood throne. One morning the leader had an idea. He charged the workers to build a room over the old throne room and stow the teak wood throne up there. This was a grand plan in his thinking. His family history on the throne made of Teak wood then would have a place of honor over him. A method to keep his family history right where it would be easy to show too. Everyone one was happy. They all returned to their routine lives. The island had its days and nights of peace and calm with the occasional storms and rough seas. One day while the leader was sitting in his golden throne the ceiling above broke and the teak wood throne fell down on him and killed him. It was horrible! The people were traumatized. An elder came around to examine the scene. He shook his head. He looked at the people. I have seen this, and I have asked our ancestors guidance. He looked at the people and said. If you live in a grass hut, don't stow thrones.

He was a lot of characters! Even so, he being himself will always have a place in our hearts.

So you've become Ishmael... is that a sign of getting old? No! That's a sign you are losing your focus. Dream's of life we think of, but often the playing field starts to look bleak. Wait awhile and the clouds will move away. But keep in mind your physical condition requires attention while you are waiting. That is; if you want to get into more physical activities. I have already began what I was told will take me nine years to regain a balance. Give it up means you're have a quitters dream. Don't you dare go to sleep on a quitter's dream again. Instead dream of a man's dream of taking to the open sea and having a bit more of risk adding some spice to your life. Like dealing with fish big enough to swallow a boat with you on it! That kind of dreaming can give anyone that feeling of being alive again. Do you DARE?! Edit: I wasn't thinking about dying. I was experiencing extreme emotional shock so that it felt like I was.

I gained knowledge from many members at the time I started designing it. I used to draw pictures on flip cards. When flipping them the pictures it makes a short moving picture. My skill at putting that kind of work together for a gif kept me from putting the entire scene on the avatar. As to what it was? I was surprised as anyone what caused me to draw it. My curiosity to grow as the first sketch developed. The egg breaking, the head emerging. A little dragon head gets larger pushing it's way out of the shell, the dragon takes flight. The dragon gets closer as the egg fades into the background. and... Surprise ending not included. A dragon's egg in the background. The green newborn baby dragon taking it's first flight. The tail as it swings forms the mark of curiosity. ? Thus curiosity and innocents blended with a creature which some believe never existed. Not every web page I visited ended with that result. Some actually seem to have found proof, they became extinct. But spoofs and people who like to try to fool us with their video creation left me with some doubt still. Curiosity! So the question mark is formed from the dragon's tail. That in the background is a dragon's egg? I've always seen it as an eye. Either I stand to be corrected, or maybe you intentionally left it up for interpretation? You're clever. What are the spikes, or the sigil, that surrounds the egg? The spikes are streams off light reflecting stretching outward as the dragon exited the egg, lighting off the broken pieces moving away from the center. Every new person that saw it had the same thought you did about the all seeing eye. The dragon's egg in my thought was the size of our Earth's Moon.

I gained knowledge from many members at the time I started designing it. I used to draw pictures on flip cards. When flipping them the pictures it makes a short moving picture. My skill at putting that kind of work together for a gif kept me from putting the entire scene on the avatar. As to what it was? I was surprised as anyone what caused me to draw it. My curiosity to grow as the first sketch developed. The egg breaking, the head emerging. A little dragon head gets larger pushing it's way out of the shell, the dragon takes flight. The dragon gets closer as the egg fades into the background. and... Surprise ending not included. A dragon's egg in the background. The green newborn baby dragon taking it's first flight. The tail as it swings forms the mark of curiosity. ? Thus curiosity and innocents blended with a creature which some believe never existed. Not every web page I visited ended with that result. Some actually seem to have found proof, they became extinct. But spoofs and people who like to try to fool us with their video creation left me with some doubt still. Curiosity!

If you're celebrating today! I hope you have a great Barbeque party, A great Tailgating party, or just a Great day celebrating the 4th of July! No Snow anywhere in sight. Blah

Being sly as always. niphilim222 :wink: :wink: We all know that only; The Last Poster Wins. I am having a Halo Top ice cream. Vanilla Chocolate Twist. I wanted some ice cream. Never heard of the company before. It's my first kind to give it a taste. Mm! It's good.

@Pagafyr A notification that you added me as a friend ... tells me you had removed me as a friend :sad: I saved myself from brandishing a sword in every direction like the War is causing many people to do. Afraid of even their best friend. I removed everyone I had because I didn't know if I would be coming back. You might be able to imagine why if I explain a bit. I began to think death was at my doorstep about to ring the bell. I felt unsure I would ever return. The lessons I learned from Tibet and India taught me to listen to my breathing. Not to shut out all other sounds, but to let me become quiet and hear all the sounds around. I heard some deep terrible vibration while I pondered what I may have thought to spell out that time. A deep desire arose to go to speak with a person high in the scholar's sight honoring him for his part in making these computer's for people who needed an aide. Wanted home business computers and such later on! His energies were flagging and I felt deletion of the account was pertinent. I unfriended and Deleted the acct because I felt Dad's soul dying out. The soul dying is worse than the body dying. A soul may live on for many lives. Or so the ancients' theologians say. I deleted this link at the moment I realized there was a disturbance because I felt abandoned like I never felt before, and after I did I got the call, he was, actually dying. When we think about a emotional thought with a word we can realize it, focused on breathing, everywhere I look, I see weaker and stronger emotional ways in everything. Abandoned is a particularly dangerous word if it isn't reasoned with in a calm way. To avoid getting everyone in a cloud about and around me so I could focus on where the sense was coming from I removed all my friends and discovered the direction that was alarming me. I have never been far from where I live and having been taught by people whose aim sometimes was only for profit I had to learn to separate the lessons from pick pockets from lessons which do have exercises to prove the lesson's work. Some of the pick pockets were actually teaching good lessons with the exercises too. Thus I saved myself from brandishing a sword in every direction like the War is causing many people to do. Afraid of even their best friend. Dad died. My doubts about some of the ancient lessons I learned were dashed and now I know they are good lessons. If I could teach them to all who seek now I would be able to. Thus I saved myself from brandishing a sword in every direction like the War is causing many people to do. Afraid of even their best friend.

Welcome!

I'm getting feeling back. I got goose bumps three times from a bit of praise from SnowFox35 PM's and was so good to feel good goose bumpy feelings when the third round was hardly notable I felt that sinking feeling I will never get another goose bump. It's just humble praise and I haven't heard any on so long it felt like someone reached out and caressed my back. The first time my whole body and it was so nice. Twice just barely a memory of the first. This last time I feel like it was a message from afar. She did compliment the movie and did say she hoped I liked it as much as she, but there was that, sense of preparing to go back to surfing through these rows of blocks with messages from the tops down feeling. Drifting surfing in an endless sea of the cyberworld where feelings are never known. I truly like it when something stirs in my chest. A tingling sense causes a smile. I miss the world we used to have those alot, even if there were times when we got not any. We always got some once in awhile. Thankyou SnowFox35 for giving me praise for whatever wisdom you found I shared that you are glad you got some wisdom from the words. I am greedy for more goose bumps since it has been so long since I have had honest to goodness just happy good feeling.

niphilim222 asked what knocked me out of the nexus. I had what some might say are kind of family connection. Dad being the purpose I was even using computers stirred my thoughts. The feelings I got were so overwhelming I followed through, and Deleted my Acct. I got the call he was dying and visited in time to be with him before he did. He wasn't conscious, the last moments gave me the same feeling of being Deleted. Abandoned; so to speak. Weird hunh? Abandon like I feel now, because I can see the number of people viewing as I write and seeing the number of guests looking in also gives me a minor amount of the sense of being abandon. Only the day I deleted the acct the sense was so strong I felt completely disconnected. I got a similar sense when Mom died. She just appeared in my dream that morning and was waving at me.

Oblivionaddicted Thx. Virtual hugs.

Blast from the Past 1999 Ever wonder what it would be like to be born in a fallout shelter your father built. Just your father and mother and you spend 35 years together there while you're growing.

Have you seen the videos about Lake Meade in Las Vegas lately. It's nearly dry. Shrinking several yards a month and exposing all kinds of boats; even a few barrels with bodies in them. Lake Meade for those that aren't fans of Fallout games is New Vegas's reason for living, fighting, and Mr. House's source of immortality keeping him alive in the chamber where his living body exists. Looks like Total Atomic War won't save the RL people in Nevada now. Their water supply is nearly completely gone. Seen any people from Nevada driving around in your area lately?