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Day Dreams of a Spaced out Old Man


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I felt the winds of sadness,

 

of being born.

 

Oh Joy!

 

I saw the birthday clothes

 

from the womb torn,

 

our naked baby body

 

as we were all seen.

 

An Earthly gown it is,

 

to provide us with a mannequin

 

Tender and frail

 

That grows over time so we,

 

can play outside and ride the rail

 

of adventure in our dreams.

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I just dropped in to let any of you who would like to share thoughts about Fallout 4 with me before the 11/10/2015 day arrives. :geek:

 

Have any last minute thoughts before breaking the foil wrapping off the package, sifting through the package content's, and preparing to go into Fallout 4 gamer mode?

 

:happy:

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  • 2 weeks later...

The focus on the sights,

worked well in the starry skies night,

the mutant walking with all the loot

was last in the line of the group,

None of his companions know

he stopped dead

with all those raiders they killed gear,

They walked away,

I did not even feel a sigh

from the whisper of the round called a 308.

Now I am richer,

only feel bad for ending one mutants

life,

the one that had

all the armor, weapons, and gear,

I have one mutant to thank for a good year.

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  • 4 weeks later...

I wake,


Nothing do I find resembling cake,


no cook,


nothing do I find in the kitchens knook,


I remember,


many past years with days like this before the 25th of December,


the joys,


waiting for the moment to find new toys,


I aged,


I wonder if I was dreaming or was that my real life scenes being staged,


The quest,


It is at best now a question my mind can test,


I am here,


Have a great holiday and a Happy New Year!


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One-o-clock in the afternoon, this December twenty fourth, pronounced upon me gloom, as I try as much as I can to hold back the excitement, even as an old man, I have, for the arrival of the merry man in his sleigh; bringing presents to all those of us who are on his list. I await to hear that sound that will free me from glooms hold. The clip clop of hooves on the roof that lets my joy soar and heart beats to the drum of delight releasing us from glooms invisible restraints.

 

Merry Christmas to all!

 

And to all a good night.

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It grieved me so when I became stuck in Fallout 4. It would not of been so bad if I could of thought of a way to mod to remedy it. I was stuck inside Kelloges Memories, and Dr. Amari did not say any more to me. Why oh Why?! Can't I escape this dreary realm watching Kellog, my son, and a corser repeat their scene over and over while the music playing on the radio tells me, "It's all over but the crying."

 

I can only hope that the last save will give me a way to remedy the way the software decided to stop my late night revelry. With no way to mod it, I just had a fit. A tantrum I threw until I finally fell asleep and dreamed of the seed vendor. Sharing seeds for the garden to prepare for Spring. :cool:

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