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and only troubles are visible .--|---.
you suddenly finds a clear post | | |
where thoughts becomes | `---'
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you're in a place of recreation |-------------.
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it's in 'the sea of serenity' you find |
your station.. |
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lost and confused..
the author finds himself standing
in a clear plain of dust..
with emptyness in the east and
a lonely horizon in the north..
and where is the sound...
the sound of winds. the sound of movement..
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/__ | | /__ |/ /__ _ __/__ |/ /_______ /__
_\ l l /_ | /_ | /_ /mute /_ )/ /_
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| i do something.. something i usualy do |
| not perform that often.. but the inspi- |
| ration caught me for a time. and the |
|result is what you're wathcing at the |
| present moment.. it's queer. 'cause now |
| it has just disappeared. so what am i |
| going to do in my next colly. hmm.. the |
| question is there.. and the future is |
| here.. in my own hands. |
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| mare serenitatis is a large plain on |
| the spottable side of the moon.. it is |
.---| actually easy to find, when .---------|--.
| | looking after it. but it's far | | |
| |too complicated to explain where| `--'
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another chapter |
another chance .--|---.
another actor | | |
another fiance.. | `---'
what ?!? |
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a chance for me ? | | |
a vision of prospects | `---'
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|---. is this what you really | e X p e c t ? ? |
| | do expect in this colly ? `-------------------------------'
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| will i eat a duck live ? is a letter going to |
| dance polka later on ? can the pionter sudden start |---------.
| immitating a sinus-wave ? will a brand new logo | |
| accelerate into to the speed of warp7 ? will the | |
| american president popp out of the screen.. am i | |
| going to be certified into | |
| .----------------. gaustad ? .--|--. |
| | who knows.. |--------------------------. | | | |
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guess it's your turn to |
decide.. |
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/__ / //___ / l l / / / l /mute/ | / l__ /
/_________/___l____/________/________/________/____/___|____/________/
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>the dawdling dust |
pieces< |
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flying around as the |
wind carries them trough |
the thin atmosphere .--|---.
of this silent planet. | | |
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a wanderer observes their |
goings in the air.. |-------------.
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and surprisingly they form peculiar |
enigmatic words... in a form wich |
are published here, in their original :
origin.. .
it's all true.. ask x-files !!!
blah..
there is requests from only
these desperate poor ones..
---> and now to the <--------. .--------------------------.
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_\ |/ /_ | /_ __ /_ |_____/_ _ ___/_ `----------
\ | / l / | / l mute / | /
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| l o g o s | | made for the fun of it..or? |
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nobody cares.. | | |
it could have been the peak | `---'
but this is their fears... |
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| comments | s - A - Y - s | .-|-.
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| n O T H I N g `---' | `-|---.
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absolutely ingenting.. kein.. |
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m� jo nesten leve opp
til handelet... eller?
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do you have feelings ? .--|---.
wanna share a thought ? | | |
be a part of my greetings | `---'
and climb onboard on my yacht |
of dreams... |-------------.
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-- MESSAGES --
and again there is time for the
dilldall part..
where familycrisis is the subject
and tears the outcome..
let's give it a shoot...
if you get bored, you know the ...
shift crusor-down - key...
snuffy^babe^b�boys
jups.. g�y med nynorsk. takkar for logoen da.. jaja.
fikk den jo tilslutt.. jaja.. enda en colly ute.. jammen
ikke s� d�rlig for � v�re meg.. hmm.. g�y.. ikke sant ?
joa..
sth^corrupt^honey
du er min spredes-engel.. ���h.. jups.. sprer du denne
oxo ?? hehe.. smiska sliska.. hmm.. orka desverre ikke �
lage en ascii til.. er s� j�velig lei !!
godfather^inferno�grafitti
hey hey.. du ringer aldri n�r du lover at du skal gj�re
det.. din sviker, det er det du er... hehe.. ellers da ?
f�tt deg dame enda ?? hehe.. jaja.. synd det. do kansja
vera desprat ? noen colly p� gang ?? noen nye medl. p�
gang.. fy skamme seg..
size^aoa^babe^b�boys
dumme gutten.. n� som jeg endelig hadde laga logoene til
deg, s� legger du ned basen.. suuuuurt !! jaja.. for h�per
du liker dem i hvert fall.. hehe.. den m-31 logoen er ikke
s� ekstremt serioyst ment. jeg hater lange ord som andromeda,
derfor bare tok jeg m-31. det er jo nr. p�galaxen.. joyps..
sealapex^gods^corrupt^flood^royal
hay.. do gatherere i poyske som viking i hallen ?? ehh..
javel. du fikk et logo du.. heldiggrisen.. (babe ?)
grimlock^ed^grt^?^?^?^?^?^?^?^?^?^???????? hvem vet.. inte jag..
hei du skj�nne.. hva idag ? s� den siste collyen din..
grattis med dagen.. jaja.. bedre sent enn ikke.. s�
n� kan gutten kose seg offentlig med en �l.. mens alle
de andre ser p�deg med undrende og beundrende �yne..
heldig-grisen frode... han m� v�re t�ff, han !!
requesters
juhu !! thx for requesting.. i would like to recieve some
feedback of this colly.. if you use some, then i would be
delighted. and btw keep on requesting..
all others
request request request request request request
got the point ?
that's all folks..
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a theme here .--|---.
another subject there | | |
but does it interrest me ? | `---'
nahh.. you see ? |
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silliest so far.|
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the following queer story
is written i norwegian...
too bad for the potential
foreign readers..
- > jule-grisen < -
"grumps...", sa g�sa.. den var jo ikke s�
veldig glad i det.. men hvem er jo glad i
grumps da.. individet m� jo v�re
abnormalt i s� fall, mente 'gjengen'.
"JEG !!",noen ropte ut i vill fryd..
forskrekket vendte alle hodene sine mot
utbruddets lystige kilde.. ja,
selvf�lgelig m�tte det v�re henne...
selvf�lgelig.. grisen.. en svart liten
gris.. s�t og fyldig.. hun begynnte
�tre inn i de voksnes rekker.. alle
begynnte �fnise, for �deretter bryte ut
i en vill latter.. det var kjent at Jule
var en liten tanke spesiell, men dette tok
kaka.. de andre skj�nte seg ikke p�
griser.. noen vesner som gjorde det
underligste..
Jule ble litt trist av �bli
latterlig-gjort.. hun sa jo bare
sannheten. hvordan kunne hun vite at....
ja.. hvorfor ??? hun var jo bare en s�t
liten foreldrel�s gris.. hennes eneste
venn var henne selv..
ingen f�lte ansvar for denne
forsvarsl�se n�ffe-saken.. untatt
Bruskvass da.. g�rdshunden.. den likte �
leke med Jule.. men det hjalp lite n�.
trist og nedbrutt av de andres reaksjon
gikk Jule ut av l�ven.. la seg vedsiden
av yndlingspytten sin og s� utover i det
fjerne.. s�kte det umulige, virket det
som.. hun f�lte seg ensom.. ensom som
m�rke natten forlatt av tunge regnskyer og
samtidig at stjernene trakk seg tilbake
for ren faenskap.. hvorfor ? spurte Jule
seg selv for n'te gang.. et sp�rsm�l som
tusner har stilt seg f�r henne.. b�de
storfolk og dyr.. hvorfor.
med ett fant hun svaret da hun snudde
seg etter de andre hun trodde moret seg..
var det skjebnen ? bak henne liknet l�ven
solen.. et sterkt lekende lys tvang henne
til �myse.. Jule skj�nte ikke s� mye av
ild.. med at det var farlig ble det
instinktivt advart i det fjerne. ingen
var � se. joda.. der ved siden av det
lekende lyset var det et virrvarr av
storfolk. de var s� forvirret som det g�r
an, syntes Jule.. var det noen dyr der i
n�rheten ? det var vanskelig �se.
griser har ikke haukesyn...
voff, sa det.. med et gledes grynt
stormet Jule mot Bruskvass.. hunden hadde
nesten gitt opp i � se Jule igjen.. ingen
andre dyr var igjen fra loven..
end of story..
previously written on my
calculator in math-class
but then in a shorter
version..
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who likes who .--|---.
the question is there, | | |
who likes who | `---'
is it the answer we fear ? |
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---->respects<--|--|--' | | |
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_\ ____)_\ )___\____ )_\_____ )_\_____ )_ ____)_\_____ )_\_____ )_ |
/_______ /_ ___/_ |___/_ |___/_ ____/____ /_ |___/_ _ __/_<<-'
_\ / /_ l /_ |mute/_ l /_ | / /_ l /_ | /_
\__________/_______/________/________/____|__________/________/__|_____/
| my fabulous respects |
.------------------------| to those wich are here.|--------.
| `------------------------' |
| franquin�ole brum�tome&janry�jaques chiraq |
| jahn teigen�calvin&hobs�ace of b. .---------------------|-----.
| donald duck�x-files�scooter | emptyness ? | |
| spiralis.. and many others who | | |
| feel miserable. jups.. `---------------------' |
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where do you belong .--|---.
what do you do | | |
where can you go | `---'
if it's here you want to be.. |
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inferno grafitti
consists of only the following two
ascii-artists;
mute
godfather
and if you're a tallented or a nice
artist, then just give us a note..
or something.. hmm..
you can either call 'sub continent'
where god! is the sysop.. or you can
just write me.. if you're too keen on
phoning voice, call me.. what you need
is below in theh 'addies' chapter..
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-future |
what does it hide .--|---.
can't anyone tell ? | | |
it's like a riddle | `---'
noone knows when it all |
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the dream of tomorrow ?
what is here ? a question that is actually hard
to answer. yep, 'cause what is actually down here
at this tiny little planet of 'ours'.. we don't
actually know enough to answer that. we seek the
truth, but feel lost..
then we tries to find help in space.. and i ask.
what is out there ? well, we don't actually know
that either.. as here we only know some physical
facts.. what we mostly can see.. why do we do all
this then.. it costs a fortune.
are we looking for the unknown enemy ? are we
planning to escape ? or is it just curiousity ? i
don't know..
everything out there in space are so distant.. we
dream about colonizing mars. to colonize planets
in other solar-systems.. we believe it'll happen
soon. we've obviously seen the sci-fi series on
the telly.. but we cannot escape the calamitous
problems we develop down here. to study doubtful
theories of M-35 will not solve the crisis that
arise in the near future.. we look at the stars
trying to find the enemy. but the most dangerous
is that we cannot understand that we are our own
enemies.. it's our foult if the entire planet
becomes a plain wasteland with faint clues of
early life..
we have to understand that to conquer space is a
dream that is far far away.. in a much larger
distance as 'mare serenitatis' was for sixty
years ago.. it was the dream of tomorrow.. but
now, tomorrow is yesterday....
in the year of 1969 a new land was included in
the word called hope. we welcomed the cold and
hostile plains of the 'sea of serenity'...
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what is a fishbone .--|---.
where is 'myself' | | |
who did a talk to | `---'
and to whom did i write... |
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for any reason.. mute�i^g;
carsten engh , groosevn.246 , grimstad
norway
phone: +47 370 40651
to request... order at;
down -> sub continent (i^g) 578 24209
pitstop (gods) 333 87955
genetic waste (grt�sht) 330 45192
+47 for all !!!
easy , isn't it .. huh ?
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the end is near.. | | |
it's the catasrophy we hated | `---'
people scream in fear. |
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.and again i have to end the show.
i do it with happiness.
in my eyes, this is my best colly ever..
i hope you enjoyed the introduction
of my tiny place filled with ascii's..
after this i'll start
on my next colly..
the name of the collection will
have the same theme.
