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[aid] => mick
[title] => Linear Jumper
[time] => 2005-05-05 19:53:03
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[bodytext] => Let me know when you're ready to fall down. I'd catch you if I knew how, but you'll have to settle for the cold ground. There's nothing like the fall down. Reliving life in a second, startling images present themselves in black and white, a silent film that shows right before you hit the ground. There's regret, of course, there's jumper's remorse, then there's the force of the impact. There was the second on the ledge, before you edged closer to the fall, before you relived your past you asked yourself if it would last. This thing in your body, the uneasiness, the uncleaness, the feeling that your best, just wasn't good enough. Linear sequence. Think about the fall. Perform the fall. End the fall, with your guts scattered all over the sidewalk. Shudder. You recant from the the building edge, shocked and apalled at what your mind dredged up in that moment's hesitation. From that building top, you stop before you take the fall. Write a letter, make a call, just let me know, when you're ready to fall down. I'd stop you if I knew how, or why, or if I really wanted to at all. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 64 [informant] => CodyJ [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ambiguous )
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