Comments on: the rest of the pie https://thisfish.com/the-rest-of-the-pie/ Found the bike. Not changing the title. Mon, 06 Apr 2026 05:54:12 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.4 By: jessica https://thisfish.com/the-rest-of-the-pie/#comment-15980 jessica Thu, 29 Nov 2007 03:12:56 +0000 http://thisfish.com/?p=1197#comment-15980 <p>Its funny how knowing someone feels as crapy as I do it gives me hope for feeling uncrappy. I like the post of "This too shall pass". My finances are shot my car needs snow tires i have to bum rides to work because my car wont make it in the snow but all my money goes to carpayments and insurance bla blah child visitation court,lawyers need to be paid, dont make enough money, kids need to be picked up and dropped off for school, boyfriend is a liar and sneek...This to shall pass gives me hope thanks I feel better. Believe it or not Im usually a happy person.</p> Its funny how knowing someone feels as crapy as I do it gives me hope for feeling uncrappy. I like the post of “This too shall pass”. My finances are shot my car needs snow tires i have to bum rides to work because my car wont make it in the snow but all my money goes to carpayments and insurance bla blah child visitation court,lawyers need to be paid, dont make enough money, kids need to be picked up and dropped off for school, boyfriend is a liar and sneek…This to shall pass gives me hope thanks I feel better. Believe it or not Im usually a happy person.

]]> By: Jazzy https://thisfish.com/the-rest-of-the-pie/#comment-15979 Jazzy Sun, 09 Apr 2006 13:04:52 +0000 http://thisfish.com/?p=1197#comment-15979 <p>Why is it when we need help the most, it is the hardest time to ask for it? So we ask for something little, like the pie, in hopes of getting the whole pie shop? I'm the same way.</p> Why is it when we need help the most, it is the hardest time to ask for it? So we ask for something little, like the pie, in hopes of getting the whole pie shop? I’m the same way.

]]> By: Tarun https://thisfish.com/the-rest-of-the-pie/#comment-15978 Tarun Wed, 05 Apr 2006 03:28:28 +0000 http://thisfish.com/?p=1197#comment-15978 <p>as we grow older and become aware of ourselves as individuals with a dull responsibility in life? – The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath</p><br /><br /><p>Come away, O human child!<br /><br />to the waters and the wild<br /><br />with a faery, hand in hand,<br /><br />for the world’s more full of weeping<br /><br />than you can understand… – W. B. Yeats</p><br /><br /><p>I’ve lived to bury my desires,<br /><br />And see my dreams corrode with rust;<br /><br />Now all that’s left are fruitless fires<br /><br />That burn my empty heart to dust. – - – -Aleksandr Pushkin<br /><br />“I do indeed know what morbid compulsion feels like. Fungus, erosion, disease. The taste of flannel in your mouth. The smell of asbestos in your brain. A rock. A sinking heart, silence, taut limbs, a festering invasion from within, seeping subversion, and a dull pressure on the brow, and in the back regions of the skull. It starts like a fleeting whim, an airy, frivolous notion, but it doesn’t go; it stays; it sticks. . .It foreshadows no joy—and takes charge, and you might just as well hang your head and drop your eyes and give right in. You might just</p> as we grow older and become aware of ourselves as individuals with a dull responsibility in life? – The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

Come away, O human child!

to the waters and the wild

with a faery, hand in hand,

for the world’s more full of weeping

than you can understand… – W. B. Yeats

I’ve lived to bury my desires,

And see my dreams corrode with rust;

Now all that’s left are fruitless fires

That burn my empty heart to dust. – – – -Aleksandr Pushkin

“I do indeed know what morbid compulsion feels like. Fungus, erosion, disease. The taste of flannel in your mouth. The smell of asbestos in your brain. A rock. A sinking heart, silence, taut limbs, a festering invasion from within, seeping subversion, and a dull pressure on the brow, and in the back regions of the skull. It starts like a fleeting whim, an airy, frivolous notion, but it doesn’t go; it stays; it sticks. . .It foreshadows no joy—and takes charge, and you might just as well hang your head and drop your eyes and give right in. You might just

]]> By: Tarun https://thisfish.com/the-rest-of-the-pie/#comment-15977 Tarun Wed, 05 Apr 2006 03:27:03 +0000 http://thisfish.com/?p=1197#comment-15977 <p>The Fly – William Blake</p><br /><br /><p>Little fly,<br /><br />Thy summer’s play<br /><br />My thoughtless hand<br /><br />Has brushed away.</p><br /><br /><p>Am not I<br /><br />A fly like thee?<br /><br />Or art not thou<br /><br />A man like me?</p><br /><br /><p>For I dance<br /><br />And drink and sing,<br /><br />Till some blind hand<br /><br />Shall brush my wing.</p><br /><br /><p>If thought is life<br /><br />And strength and breath,<br /><br />And the want<br /><br />Of thought is death,</p><br /><br /><p>Then am I<br /><br />A happy fly,<br /><br />If I live,<br /><br />Or if I die.</p><br /><br /><p>–<br /><br />“What disturbs and depresses young people is the hunt for happiness on the firm assumption that it must be met with in life. From this arises constantly deluded hope and so also dissatisfaction. Deceptive images of a vague happiness hover before us in our dreams … and we search in vain for their original … Much would have been gained if through timely advice and instruction young people could have had eradicated from their minds the erroneous notion that the world has a great deal to offer them.” – Arthur Schopenhauer</p><br /><br /><p>Why the hell are we conditioned into the smooth strawberry-and-cream Mother-Goose-world, Alice-in-Wonderland fable, only to be broken on the wheel</p> The Fly – William Blake

Little fly,

Thy summer’s play

My thoughtless hand

Has brushed away.

Am not I

A fly like thee?

Or art not thou

A man like me?

For I dance

And drink and sing,

Till some blind hand

Shall brush my wing.

If thought is life

And strength and breath,

And the want

Of thought is death,

Then am I

A happy fly,

If I live,

Or if I die.

–

“What disturbs and depresses young people is the hunt for happiness on the firm assumption that it must be met with in life. From this arises constantly deluded hope and so also dissatisfaction. Deceptive images of a vague happiness hover before us in our dreams … and we search in vain for their original … Much would have been gained if through timely advice and instruction young people could have had eradicated from their minds the erroneous notion that the world has a great deal to offer them.” – Arthur Schopenhauer

Why the hell are we conditioned into the smooth strawberry-and-cream Mother-Goose-world, Alice-in-Wonderland fable, only to be broken on the wheel

]]> By: alexia https://thisfish.com/the-rest-of-the-pie/#comment-15976 alexia Tue, 04 Apr 2006 21:31:53 +0000 http://thisfish.com/?p=1197#comment-15976 <p>hey fish,<br /><br />maybe today it will be enough. Being alive, pretty and smart in NY with caring friends and a catmate is a lot. Life is to good to be living in the future, or in the past while thinking when would be enough. Now is enough.<br /><br />kiss.</p> hey fish,

maybe today it will be enough. Being alive, pretty and smart in NY with caring friends and a catmate is a lot. Life is to good to be living in the future, or in the past while thinking when would be enough. Now is enough.

kiss.

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