Post by Some dipshit on Mar 15, 2011 22:20:57 GMT -5
I need to tell you all something. It's something important. Maybe I'm off by several days, as always, because I have a bad memory. I know it's very probably that the anniversary is very far away in the calendar sense. Whatever.
It's something very important, and I'm pouring it on here raw because I don't think it would mean as much if I took the time to proofread it and other crap. So, it's going to be sloppy and I'm going to trip over my own feet time and time again.
The thing that I wantes to tell you all is that...I love this site. Well, no. I love the people that populate this site. I love each and every one of you.
I love the shining artists, the newbs with scribbly messes (Among which I count myself), the dudes who post funny shit, the guys who post random crap, the challenge threads, the stories at the fanfic forums (special props to Balto here), the chats I've had with some of you, the concept discussions. Everything. Hell, I even love the squabbles and fights and general faggotry that intoxicates this place from time to time because, what the hell, no community is perfect. Perfect is BORING.
Oh, and the brawls. Duh. God Bless the fucking brawls. Wether in the main arena or the grudge matches. Enough said about that.
What I'm getting at is, sorry for the redundance, that I love this place.
Even if I'm late and couldn't see but a very little part of the original thread back at the NG forums.
Even if I'm more of a forum ghost, always looming and lurking and watching, but rarely saying or doing anything.
Even if I'm still a crap artist because I never bother to actually get to draw and practice, in spite of the burning desire to draw that consumes me.
Even if I never met any of you IRL and probably never will.
Even then, I love all of you, and you deserve to know that I think you're all awesome. Yeah, even the black sheeps. Not givin' names here, you'll decide.
But why do I love this place and its inhabitants?
Simply put, because you inspired me, with your incredible art, but most importantly, with your ever-expanding imagination. I never stopped marvelling at the sheer amount of crap you guys have made up over time, and how it interwines and grows like any other canon. All this from an itty-bitty thread in the NG forum.
And not only you inspire me, but you make me laugh, you entertain me, you make me ponder, you make me feel at ease, like it's a small kinda shady café and I'm sitting at the bar and I join you guys and talk about whatever stupid shit we talk all the time, but mostly listen because I like listening more than talking most of the time.
So, yeah, it's kind of a circle of friends, or a family. A big, mushy, kinda fucked-up family but a family nonetheless.
You guys always made my day brighter when I was depressed and angsty and moody. You made me crack a smile at least with your absurd epicness and your silly shit.
And you made me interested in art again, when I was at a point where I was disillusioned and down because...well, doesn't matter. The thing is, you made me grow in that respect.
You made me connect with that part of me that liked makig stuff up and imagining random things and weaving convoluted and epic tales of randomness when I was a child.
Well, I'm now 20, and I grew a dick and got hairy and I've got a huge bushy afro and a hobo beard because I always forget to shave and I remember again when I'm done laughing at a joke while sititng on my bed and it's 2:00 AM. And I'm going to college, and starting to work, and facing the very real possibility of moving out and making a life for myself.
And all my life I've been chastised for being like this. I always got told to grow up and stop doing kid things and that I should be more adult and face my responsibilities. But I really couldn't and I started thinking that maybe there was something wrong with me. But you guys helped a bit in that respect.
And I realized, well, maybe it's not that bad to be a child, wether I'm 5 or 10 or 15 or 20 or 50. It doesn't matter because I'll always be a child. I'll never lose that spark of inane and spontaneous creation and fertile imagination. I'll never lose that love for the artful and mysterious and beautiful.
That's what I wanted to say. I probably left a lot out, but I can't really make a second draft because, as explained above, I think it would degrade the value of this.
So, all in all, I'm saying two things.
One, thanks for everything, guys. All these years. Really.
Two, never stop being children. Never lose that.
I'm now going to sleep. I don't know what I'm going to do tomorrow, or maybe I do, but I don't want myself to obsess over it.
See ya, people.
It's something very important, and I'm pouring it on here raw because I don't think it would mean as much if I took the time to proofread it and other crap. So, it's going to be sloppy and I'm going to trip over my own feet time and time again.
The thing that I wantes to tell you all is that...I love this site. Well, no. I love the people that populate this site. I love each and every one of you.
I love the shining artists, the newbs with scribbly messes (Among which I count myself), the dudes who post funny shit, the guys who post random crap, the challenge threads, the stories at the fanfic forums (special props to Balto here), the chats I've had with some of you, the concept discussions. Everything. Hell, I even love the squabbles and fights and general faggotry that intoxicates this place from time to time because, what the hell, no community is perfect. Perfect is BORING.
Oh, and the brawls. Duh. God Bless the fucking brawls. Wether in the main arena or the grudge matches. Enough said about that.
What I'm getting at is, sorry for the redundance, that I love this place.
Even if I'm late and couldn't see but a very little part of the original thread back at the NG forums.
Even if I'm more of a forum ghost, always looming and lurking and watching, but rarely saying or doing anything.
Even if I'm still a crap artist because I never bother to actually get to draw and practice, in spite of the burning desire to draw that consumes me.
Even if I never met any of you IRL and probably never will.
Even then, I love all of you, and you deserve to know that I think you're all awesome. Yeah, even the black sheeps. Not givin' names here, you'll decide.
But why do I love this place and its inhabitants?
Simply put, because you inspired me, with your incredible art, but most importantly, with your ever-expanding imagination. I never stopped marvelling at the sheer amount of crap you guys have made up over time, and how it interwines and grows like any other canon. All this from an itty-bitty thread in the NG forum.
And not only you inspire me, but you make me laugh, you entertain me, you make me ponder, you make me feel at ease, like it's a small kinda shady café and I'm sitting at the bar and I join you guys and talk about whatever stupid shit we talk all the time, but mostly listen because I like listening more than talking most of the time.
So, yeah, it's kind of a circle of friends, or a family. A big, mushy, kinda fucked-up family but a family nonetheless.
You guys always made my day brighter when I was depressed and angsty and moody. You made me crack a smile at least with your absurd epicness and your silly shit.
And you made me interested in art again, when I was at a point where I was disillusioned and down because...well, doesn't matter. The thing is, you made me grow in that respect.
You made me connect with that part of me that liked makig stuff up and imagining random things and weaving convoluted and epic tales of randomness when I was a child.
Well, I'm now 20, and I grew a dick and got hairy and I've got a huge bushy afro and a hobo beard because I always forget to shave and I remember again when I'm done laughing at a joke while sititng on my bed and it's 2:00 AM. And I'm going to college, and starting to work, and facing the very real possibility of moving out and making a life for myself.
And all my life I've been chastised for being like this. I always got told to grow up and stop doing kid things and that I should be more adult and face my responsibilities. But I really couldn't and I started thinking that maybe there was something wrong with me. But you guys helped a bit in that respect.
And I realized, well, maybe it's not that bad to be a child, wether I'm 5 or 10 or 15 or 20 or 50. It doesn't matter because I'll always be a child. I'll never lose that spark of inane and spontaneous creation and fertile imagination. I'll never lose that love for the artful and mysterious and beautiful.
That's what I wanted to say. I probably left a lot out, but I can't really make a second draft because, as explained above, I think it would degrade the value of this.
So, all in all, I'm saying two things.
One, thanks for everything, guys. All these years. Really.
Two, never stop being children. Never lose that.
I'm now going to sleep. I don't know what I'm going to do tomorrow, or maybe I do, but I don't want myself to obsess over it.
See ya, people.
[M0n:2225]
