arielle
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 10/01/2020

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Read...the farewell letters!


But never mind. I’m gonna put it in a wooden box with a rose and bury them in my backyard. Six feet under. Not sure if I can dig that far deep, but hopefully that’ll keep me from tempting to dig it back up one day...


 

 arielle
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 10/01/2020

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Chị Bích Nga vẫn khỏe ạ.
——



Darling, I wrote you 1 hundred thousand millions of farewell letters and didn’t have the heart to send it. And now you tell me not to say goodbye?!

That’s so unfair.

What am I gonna do with those? I don’t want to have to take it with me down the grave; ‘cause that would make me one sad, mad...bad ghost 👻.

I do want you to read it...I need you to read it...would you read it?


Please!


 

 arielle
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 09/28/2020

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Thiếu xót của chiếc xe là không phanh

Thiếu xót của anh chính là không em.





(Trích... WWW).

 

 arielle
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 09/10/2020

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Chào chị Bích Nga.
——



Sinnombre, what have we done?


Is the forum getting crowded all of a sudden or is it me? Did the “LOVE” spell we used (you made me do it!) has generated the awakening of these hibernating souls (nicks)?


I want our empty forum back 😭

 

 arielle
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 09/08/2020

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Very funny!

Please don’t stop the music.

 

 arielle
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 09/07/2020

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Yes Dear, that is okay. I love you.

LOVE WILL CONQUER ALL.

Hallelujah!

 

 arielle
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I don’t know how (or why) you do it, but I feel more comfortable taking my time and think over a little before I post something. I guess consciously, I’d like to wait for that urge of “fight or flight” responding to subside before I could use my head properly—or else I’m sure I’d get into that jump-off-the-cliff mode... that panic attack feeling of losing control for posting so quickly back at you.


That doesn’t mean I can’t handle a casual chat with you here and there on occasions 😉, however.


 

 arielle
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You are such a gentleman.


I have to say, I've been so impressed with how promptly you respond to my posts although by this time you might have realized that I have the “hit and run” habit of posting (that random, out of the blue kinds).


And I thank you for that.



 

 arielle
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Mon chéri, what about this beautiful poem that’s also been adapted into music? (I love the poem version much better actually)



Tự Nguyện


Nếu là chim, tôi sẽ là loài bồ câu trắng
Nếu là hoa, tôi sẽ là một đóa hướng dương
Nếu là mây, tôi sẽ là một vầng mây ấm
Là người, tôi sẽ chết cho quê hương

Là chim, tôi sẽ cất cao đôi cánh mềm
Từ nam ra ngoài bắc báo tin nối liền
Là hoa, tôi nở tình yêu ban sớm
Cùng muôn trái tim ngất ngây hòa bình

Là mây, theo làn gió tung bay khắp trời
Nghìn xưa oai hùng đó tôi xin tiếp lời
Là người, xin một lần khi nằm xuống
Nhìn anh em đứng lên phất cao ngọn cờ.


Trương Quốc Khánh



See if you can post it up without having people started to bring loaded gun over. It’s “politics” related kinda song. Think you want to try? (better lace up your shoes first though)


Oh, and yes agreed: What Will Be...will be! Just let it be...whatever it is.

 

 arielle
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 08/19/2020

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Xin chào Sinnombre,


I like this song: BABY (by Marina & The Diamonds). Would you post it up for me?


And I like to imagine that you and I are in the story: as if I was already someone else’s, but we was younger back then, and I didn’t know about love, and you was wild...and there was some kinds of history between us that we can’t seem to be able to get pass. And every time we happen to bump into each other, the way you’re looking at me and the passion in your words would make my heart dropped.


But this time, it’ll have to end. Because...um...before I know it, I was in your arms, melting away as we dance our last dance (and I don’t know how to dance in real life).


“All caught up in the way we were
I feel your hands getting close to mine
Don't say the words that I love to hear
The beat goes on and I close my eyes”


The Beat! It was going so fast: I try to chase after the lyrics and almost die trying to catch my breath afterwards.


I didn’t understand what the guy was singing though, didn’t bother googling it this time somehow.


Let's leave things the way they were...I guess maybe.

 

 arielle
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 08/08/2020

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Sẽ viết bằng tiếng Việt vào lần tới (nếu như không có gì xảy ra)—vì lẽ người Việt, mà không viết bằng tiếng Việt, thì là không có được “chấp nhận” đâu đó!

 

 arielle
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 08/08/2020

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Re: Silence is Gold.


Thing is, I’m not allowed to write but only once a month (mỗi tháng chỉ được xuống núi một lần thôi ah)


So, I’d better write as much as I can, that are allowed me to say all that I want to say, at once! who knows when another virus will strikes next, then I won’t be able to “communicate” with you anymore forever—if people can’t find a cure for it soon enough.


And that is the “computer virus” I’m talking about, certainly not the Corona virus. Who would have thought? It seems so unreal, just as though things like that can only be seen in Syfy movies, and yet here it is: right in front of our eyes, right at home.


On that account: Silence isn’t so much gold, I presume. Especially when it comes to “telling the true” (or speaking from the heart in my case). Was it “the silence” that aid to the wide-spreading of the virus in the first place? Or was it “lack of informations”? Which is almost the same thing, isn’t it? I really don’t have a clue!


Yet I have no desired to know anymore about the Covid other than what I’ve learned up to this point (started from CNN, “Facts & Fears”? No please, not anymore of that)


All because it’d only intensified my anxiety, which I seem to have more than I can handle already (and I’m certain you do too? It’s a worldwide symptom that most people can hardly able to escape these days)


Then something tells me to write: because writing helps with the anxiety, and helps keeping me grounded otherwise. Also putting my thoughts into words allows me to let go of the butterflies inside of me— or maybe simply because I love it! 🤷‍♀️ seeing words filled up blank spaces makes me happy. Of course it’d be fine if “the reader”, you-know-who, don’t mind reading it also.


Besides, I rarely jammed the forum with my one-post-a-month policy anyway...can’t say I’m not being silenced long enough.


But still...what’s with the: “Silence is Gold”? Is it the content or the length of my post that are in questions here? Or is it something else? (It also comes to mind that the “site”, where we accidentally—or intentionally 🤪 crossed path, admittedly do seems a little creepy, so I’ve decided to start this post here instead)


Please don’t make me justify for what I write. It feels like I’m being bullied, for the way you’ve responded to my post: that all are in “quotes” form! Which I’ve first read it once: didn’t get it! Read it twice: still not. So I decided to search the webs: even more quotes with very limited information and no explanation.


Took a deep breath, I went back to your post and read again: my heart skipped a beat, my palms began sweating and I started to feel numb staring at those: “Què quặt, kẻ hồ đồ, người khôn, người dại”...then all went blurry.


I have to closed my eyes, tried to calm my heart and pretended that I’ve never seen those words combination ever in my life...already I prayed to God you didn’t mean to talk about me...😭


I don’t know and I’m afraid to know your intentions behind those quotes.

 

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Dear Sinnombre,



Look at how Google converts my words into Vietnamese: “Thậm chí cả quý ông bắt đầu trang này có thể đã bỏ đi từ ​​lâu, đã từ bỏ ý tưởng sáng chói của mình về việc tạo ra chủ đề phong nhã này trong khi quảng bá cho một số trang web đen tối khác”. Isn’t that amazing? There is no way in the world I can come up with Vietnamese like that on my own (or maybe I could, if I try eh 😉).


It’s quite an evolution, would you approve? Years ago in order to translate a sentence, one have to go word by word and hardly able to put it together in a way that makes sense.


Now it all happens with only a click away; I wonder what’s Google can do next? Translate the thoughts in our heads onto some kinds of readable format?


Well, that can be interesting...



...LY dangerous! I think.


For starters, let’s (try to) find out what a man’s intentions when he decided to send such a beautiful romantic music video Speak Softly Love to a stranger who is, until now, still decided to stay silent (perhaps that Problogger’s enjoyed watching us “arguing“ back and forth and chose not to disturb).


Okay...so, here is possible reason #1: He must have believed that this Probloger is all about music and that he actually cares about what he accidentally posted up there on a long, scorching summer night of June 11.


Reason #2, however, hypothesized that he was meant to send this particular lyric to the other person, but was afraid that she might takes it to heart and falsely believes that it meant what it said: We’re in a world, our very own, sharing a love that only few have ever known...


It was only a song!


Um...it actually is one of the most romantic love song ever! which, when combined with images of candlelight, of red hearts confetti, and of sunset at the end of the horizon, had swept her off her feet.


Causing her to fall head over heels in amor. Like a train that was heading on the right track to the destination yet it felt so loss; so mysterious and uncertain she would not know what was going to happen...then unexpectedly, in the midst of those overwhelming emotions, the feelings of panic and despair of a long lost love flood back all at the same time.


These unexplainable sensations had flooded her world. It pulled her deeper and deeper into the eternity of that forever-meant-to-be kind of love; The kind of love that has the magic to stop the times and to make the whole world stood still but only for one; The kind that turn everything into cotton: so feathery it could simply float away into the bluest sky with a gentlest breeze...until it snapped.


THIS IS NOT REAL! It’s only for entertaining, she realized. It intends to soothe your restless heart (or stir up your simple, sad life) for only a brief moment—then it’s going to stop...just like Rain.


After the rain, there is water everywhere...


🙏



If this really meant to be a letter written to you, then I didn’t end it very well, did I?

 

 arielle
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This isn’t my topic or yours—even the gentleman who started this page might have already been long gone, abandoned his “brilliant” idea of creating this decent topic while promoting for some other dark websites—Then what are we doing here, actually?


Don’t we have more meaningful things to do in our life—Wouldn’t things like Netflix or Hoopla be more worthwhile—No, seriously, the world are getting back to its normal state, and I think we should too.


Not that I know for certain what is considered “normal “ and what’s not...


It feels like an abandoned field here at NhipCauDuyen lately; so eerily empty and quiet.


Making me fancy of an apocalypse ground where its inhabitants was being wiped out with only a few chosen ones spared to start over—like making babies and hunting for animals and stuff—oftentimes, however, I am terrified that if left alone continue down this path, NhipCauDuyen will eventually get to the point of so much destructive that it would just collapse and disappear altogether.


What will happen to our “nicks” then? Where would it goes? Will there be heaven for good nicks, and eternal punishment for bad ones?

 

 arielle
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??? Sounds like somebody’s about to start a fight ???



Anyways, I went to open a WWW -WorldWideWeb- dictionary (not a actual printed dictionary, who uses those anymore these days?) with my eyes half closed because I was just got up. Yes, it’s only 4:30 in the morning (yawning...).🥱


And there it goes: Escape = Thoát khỏi.



Which left me thinking: if Escape means Thoát khỏi, then what would be the meaning of the word “Release”? There must be some other definitions specific to it...



Still, as curious as I was, I can’t seem to be able to bring myself back to the dictionary pages. With half of my mind was still in a bit of a daze 😴 ... the vague sounds of birds chirping in the distance and sight of scattered light peaking through the window sill was increasingly making me want to hurry back to catch up with whatever left of a precious yesterday.



So then. Sweet dreams! My love ??? Whoever is reading this on the other end...




Zzz...

 

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