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Cleave...... click, click, hello?

Actually, I plaigerize most of my stuff. Anything that looks original is stolen from other industries and adapted to ours.

Just wanna set the record straight on that so no one gets the wrong message.


Cleave, your last post sounds desperate, was disjointed and offered us nothing. Quite possibly because you have nothing to offer, but that's just speculation. Your choice is to offer nothing, now that's fact. Earlier I offered to you, Andrew, in a polite suggestion that 'you get in the mix, or get lost'.

We forgive you, though, again. Now, if you could go make the impossible be possible somewhere else, that would be great. I'm not going to accuse you of not having integrity, as you already owned up to that. We at the arborist forums are buddies and really don't appreciate you yankin our chains. Tom Dunlap, for example, is a personal friend and I have welcomed him into my home. If you are denegrating ???????? as you are this one, I'd think he'd have a problem with it.

And by some looooooooooong shot you're a spy from another site, infiltrating and stirring things up as a joke, know that even though we're attending different sites, we're all doing what we're doing for the same reasons; for the love of trees. There's no competition going on between us.

When you go to bed tonight, Cleave, know that you are talented and have a lot to offer the world. If you're truly smarter than most, playing head games is not becoming of you. There's no growth in that, but it defines you, not to us, but to you yourself. I'm sorry you're lonely, but the choices you make that drive others away are of your own making. Acting out fantasies for others to be involved with is a cry for help. We love you, Cleaves. Seek counselling and talk it out. Go for a therapeutic canoe ride, whatever the hail you do, just apply your talent to something productive.

And asking politely, please go.

Andrew_Cleave

Ok, sorry guys, your right, I am 100% delusional.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I think the canoe ride sounds good, I always fancied getting one of those big Canadian canoes and just heading on out to a remote river somewhere with clear skies and beautiful scenery.

The only reason I've never gone ahead with this dream is that when i was about 12 years old I went on a kayak course, you know the ones with just a small hole in top? It was going to be my new hobby, I would mow lawns every saturday for a whole summer to buy my kayak.

At the course I was quite happily paddling away and full of youthful enthusiam for my new found hobby, I would rotate and paddle forward quickly, it felt good to be out there on the water. That was the morning.

Afternoon came. To complete the course we had to show that we could escape from the kayak if it ever turned upside down.

The instructor shouted me over, I was very nervous, all my feelings of happiness were quickly giving way to abject terror. WJAM!! SPLEURGGGH!!!Before I had time to take a breath the bast*rd had flipped me, the water was freezing, my short life flashed before my eyes, I tried and tried again in vain to get my legs out!!! they were stuck!! I started to panic, I couldn't breath, I had nothing in my lungs!!! then after what seem like an eternity in hell, the instructor flipped me back upright.

I struggled to catch my breath, I felt great relief but was utterly miserable all at once. A drowned rat.

The instructor told me to leave. I had failed, he said come back again when you are ready.

Ever since that day I have felt like a failure.

I will never be ready.

Goodbye my friends

007

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fat lady has sung Cleave.