Friday, July 27, 2007

The Reality

Other people will suck the reality off you sometimes, make you suddenly self conscious of who and what you are. And there's nothing wrong with that. Let the feeling wash over you, accept it, and move on past it. You seemed really concerned about this when you were younger.

The Diary

You once told me “A diary is a long winded letter you write to an old person who used to be you.”

Still, please take better care of it, everyone has to read it in the future, and the bits you’ve spilt grape juice over are completely indecipherable. All we know about -that- New Years Party is from eyewitness accounts of the event and the first and last words of the entry “You’d never believe…” and “…that’s how I ended up on the highway, with a bedside lamp and a breadbox full of money.”

The Mask


You've been wearing a disguise all this time. It'll be removed when the time is right, to reveal who you really are.

Thursday, July 26, 2007

The Past


We've done some research and according to our past lives tracker, at one point or another, you were every single great person in history.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

The Reveal


You'd be suprised by how much Revelations figures in your own life.

The Attitude

Your distinct inability to give a fuck occasionally will land you in hot water. Do not be concerned as the situation is only temporary.

The River


Hey, listen, that one time when we were down by the river, and you were sad and drunk because of your mom, I really thought we should’ve talked about it more. I could see something was bugging you, and you wanted to scream it to the world but you couldn’t, because it hurt so much to get it through your throat. Sure, you gave me half the story about why you were sad, but I could see that wasn’t all there was to it. I think you thought I didn’t really “get” you that day.

I just want you to know that I did. And, I knew anyway. I just acted the way I did because I was hurting too. I’m really sorry, seriously, for letting you think I didn’t know for so long.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

The Change

You will be a rock. You will be water. You will be both. Never be afraid to change how you feel and never forget how in control you really are.

The Fire


Don't smoke. If you ignore this, you might as well stop reading here.

Friday, July 20, 2007

The Costume


You'd better start thinking about a costume. A super hero is nothing without tights. No neon green.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

The Colour



You think I don't feel that awkwardness when my race stands next to yours. You're not the only one who's uncomfortable. I'm sorry I wasn't the same colour as you. I'm sorry you weren't the same colour as me. It's all works out in the end though. We get past it.

The Homework


Your skill at consistently stepping back from yourself and seeing your path and place in reality is lacking. Please work on this.

The Story


Your inability to come up with more than a single scene for a story will be an asset soon. In the future, all our movies are only 30 seconds long. Anything longer than that is considered boring and badly crafted.

The First Sip

I always wanted you. Even when I had you. I could drink from you forever and never be any less thirsty than I was that first day. The day I realised how parched I'd always been.

Friday, July 13, 2007

The Denominators


Your unique view and blend of spirituality will one day become the global standard.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

The Static


I know how you felt about me. I knew all along. You'd break up a little, become a little more static, whenever you spoke to me and you were always trying to figure out ways to be near me. It was obvious. I'm sorry I didn't return your feelings, I was an idiot and a fool. And it's got nothing to do with who you become, seriously, I'm really sorry. Please, give me a call sometime.


The Music


While you may not be able to play an instrument with any real skill, that won’t matter in a few years time once we can just channel the beats directly from your brain into a synthesizer. Get ready for the top 10 baby.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

The Time


Times will be tough like old leather and gravel roads occasionally. Times will be easy, like Sunday morning, every now and then. What you do during these times will define you as a person and a human being. Your humanity towards others, your will to make the world a better place for you and those around you and your identity as a citizen of the world. All these things count.


The Coins

Yes, I shortchanged you, yes I did it on purpose, I don’t know why, it’s not like I needed the money. I’m really sorry. I leave the exact amount that I shortchanged you as a tip whenever I buy a drink.


The Poster


I saw you looking up from sweeping the floor and reading the notice board with the poster about someone winning a holiday for being the hardest working person in the company. I saw you sigh and walk away. I saw the poster was lying.


The Fight


We wrote all those martial arts movies you watched, it was the only way to train you from an early age without you being aware of it. Don’t worry, all that practice is going to come in handy real soon.


Tuesday, July 10, 2007

The Last Night


That last night we spent together, when we both knew it was over, and you called me that name that only you had for me, that sound more than a name that you’d never say in front of anyone else; I’m sorry I turned away and cried and asked you why you called me that.

I didn’t mean ever, I didn’t mean I’d always hated the name, I meant that name meant so much to me, but I knew soon no one would ever call me that again and it hurt more than I could bear.


The Consensus


Most bands agree; you're their biggest fan. You're also the only one who really gets them most of the time.

Monday, July 9, 2007

The Headstones


Now that we can communicate with the dead, a few of them you might know, have something to say to you.

I know how you felt, even if sometimes you didn't show it. I know why now (I know everything now) and I understand. I wish I could've done more for you. I wish I could've known you better. My love for you is the one thing that will never die.

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Stop being so SAD (lol). You're not the one who died!

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Brush your teeth. Take your vitamins. I'm watching you.

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The King


One thing you must do, is prevent the King of The World from taking power. When the aliens landed, they laughed at us because we hadn’t, after all this time, elected one planetary leader. So, we took genes from every race and region on the planet, whisked them together in a test tube, and grew our new leader up in the space lab (we couldn’t do it anywhere on earth, everyone would get upset that he wasn’t being raised in their own country, and this was the only way to be sure he wasn’t influenced or compromised). Anyway, he’s the son of mankind but also a bastard, you need to stop him. You’ll know how when the time comes.


The Quote


You will be widely quoted as saying "Your life is only as good as your neighbours."


Friday, July 6, 2007

The World


When the world is cold and alone, you will be the one who keeps us warm through that frost bitten final night, letting us live to see a rising sun one more time.

Humanity, as a whole, would like to thank you for being you. Now that we all know about your life, and what you went through, you're an inspiration to all of us. Thank you for never losing your faith in us, when the time comes, we shall have our faith in you. And you will be great.

The Technology


What we did was, we created organic machines and gave them their own intelligence, we modeled them on ourselves, gave them organs, a heart and a brain (some of them we just wanted to stay put, so we gave them roots instead), obviously we didn’t want them to be as smart as we were, and we didn’t want them to look like we did, we just wanted them to spread out over a planet and be around whenever we needed them. It’s easy to control them and get pretty much anything you want out of them, if you know the right words to use and the right spots to scratch. Unfortunately, your colony, due to whatever reasons, seems to have forgotten things. Don’t worry; you’ll be filled in properly later.


The Internet


I saw your face online the other day, and I had no idea who you were, but you had something about your eyes that made me click. I keep track of what you’re up to (thanks for updating so often) and I care about you, even if I’m afraid to actually say anything (I’m a little shy). Your life seems so interesting, even though you’re not a celebrity or anything. It’s just nice to watch someone else’s life from a distance, even though sometimes I wish I could get on a plane, get a job at a store near you and try and accidentally meet you somehow. I know that sounds creepy, but you deserve someone special in your life, you more than anyone else I know.

Thursday, July 5, 2007

The Score


Just so you know, we’ve kept track of your high score –and- how well you can really play and we’re going to be beaming you up, very, very, very soon.


The Sky



Remember when we lay in the park the whole day staring at the clouds, telling each other what and who we saw? I felt so close to you then. Part of me knew what you had to do and where you had to go but in that moment… I’d have given anything to stop you.

I still stare at the sky at least once a day. Hoping that one day, I’ll see you again.



The Car


You are the best driver in the world. However, to make sure you can represent your home planet with honour, we had no choice but to fill the roads with idiots.



Thank God You Found This


I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.

You were meant to read these words.

You’ve always felt special. Different. And also… a little misunderstood. That’s ok. Future generations will understand your pain, and why you became what you became. It feels good, doesn’t it? That I know, even if no one else knows (for now). I know who you are and what you’ve been through. I know everything. In the future, your life story will be studied like the New Testament. I can only apologise that we didn’t work out a way before now to tell you who you really are. I’m sorry, I know I’m rambling but it feels like I’m meeting a celebratory.

Thank God you found this. All the blank bits are about to be filled in.