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March 10, 2007
Authors by their nature... by clone00
Authors by their nature seem to require long and verbose title lines. Granted \nscientists too prefer to create long and explicitally categorized titles which \ntend to contain several colons as well as the word 'on' used in a declaritive \nway, like 'On the subject of Dragon Anatomie'
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March 8, 2007
What will be interesting about people in the future when spaceflight is routine? by analog_mind
"OK Critter, bring her down"
Chaz adjusts his earpiece and shoots a glance
at the large com screen at the front of the room.
The curve marking the craft's descent is smooth,
and right on target.
"Looking good.. Watch the joint.. "
He holds his breath during the tense final seconds.
A roar of applause goes up in the room.
Chaz is relieved.
He mumbles that's a wrap to Critter
and barely remembers to switch the earpiece off
before dropping it next to another receiver.
Executive Commander Leslie is at his side
before he can turn to rush with the crowd to the launch pad.
"Walk and talk?" she inquires in her usual demure
yet commanding tone, and begins walking crisply
to the door before waiting for an answer.
Chaz correctly assumes
she will speak her mind
with or without his permission.
"We have a special job upcoming"
she remarks with a wink to Chaz.
He realizes she must mean
he is the man for the job.
"What's the catch?" He asks
although he knows he'll do it anyway
Knows he'd do anything for Leslie
(and the potential promotion she represents)
"The cargo is .. less than pleasing,"
she begins, with awkward hand motions meant to reveal
what she doesn't wish to say.
"Foreigners?" Chaz demands, peeved
He gets paid so much dough in part to not have to worry about extra
terrestrial jerks
(It's a class thing.)
"There will be a modest bonus."
Chaz hears again the roaring applause
of the crowd.
No matter that the applause,
next time
will pale compared to the green
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March 7, 2007
End Where You Begin by Euler
it's an amazing thing
circuits interfere, intercept with circuits
static in the seasons
the nasa's plans
other things i can't seem to connect to now
>it's all a (recusive (mess(>))
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March 2, 2007
poems by Ilya
Serene, calm, peaceful, puzzled
I could go on forever
Finding words to describe her
I gently kissed her still lips
I thought I saw her cheeks blush
But my vision deceived me
My magic was not enough
To bring her back
******
Eyes are red, and mind is blue
Packets fly across the band
Programs crash without end
And as the sun begins to rise
I sadly start to realize
That you and I just cannot fit
A fact my heart will not admit
Why do I waste my time online
When I could be in bed by nine
I could be having pleasant dreams
Of flashy, happy beauty queens
The sun and I would be best friends
As we woke up we would shake hands
And drink our tea and read the news
And share what we thought of the blues
"Those funny people", we would smile,
"They cannot break out of denial
They cry and sigh and have the blues
When it is up to them to choose"
The sun has gotten out of bed
It looks at me and shakes its head
There is no sense to talk again
I've spent another night in vain
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