The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens wrote on Jul 22nd 2004, 23:11:43 about
| Amount of texts to »me« | 130, and there are 118 texts (90.77%) with a rating above the adjusted level (-3) |
| Average lenght of texts | 127 Characters |
| Average Rating | 1.115 points, 25 Not rated texts |
| First text | on Apr 8th 2000, 04:29:37 wrote me about me |
| Latest text | on Nov 1st 2015, 12:46:02 wrote carolyn stewart about me |
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Jay wrote on Feb 16th 2001, 21:57:40 about
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Josef wrote on May 5th 2000, 01:01:50 about
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Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call the rational, conscious part of my brain. Freud called this the ego, or self. So what are the parts of me that aren't me? Do my subconscious thoughts share my existance, or just interact with it? Can I (being »me«) assume responsibility for the uncontrolled actions of my id and superego? And if this is »me«, then who the hell are »you«?
Crea wrote on Jun 30th 2000, 22:07:51 about
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mowk wrote on Oct 3rd 2001, 00:20:01 about
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Rating: 7 point(s) | Read and rate text individuallyMe I Myself am the only me I know. You are always you but only I am me
whatevernext96 wrote on Sep 17th 2001, 20:55:08 about
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Rating: 2 point(s) | Read and rate text individuallyThe other day, someone – the late Wittgenstein, actually, via a newspaper – told me that I couldn't have a private language/conversation, or any kind of life really, until I had been sufficiently 'used'. Well, I've been feeling very 'used' of late, so here I am: Me – approved used (as they say in the VW advert) – so who's going to start a private conversation with me? Lots of philosophical jokes guaranteed!!
little indian wrote on Apr 16th 2000, 21:12:12 about
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The dance stops. The men walk back to the walls, and talk in low tones or with their hands. There is little conversation, yet everyone seems to be sharing some secret. A woman looks at a small boy wandering away, and he comes back to her.
Strange, I think, and then remember. These people are not sharing words – they are sharing a mood. Everyone is happy. I am so used to white people that it seems strange so many people could be together, and because the night is beautiful outside, and the music is beautiful. I try hard to forget school and white people, and be one of these – my people. I try to forget everything but the night, and it is a part of me...
I look around the room. All the eyes are friendly; they all laugh. No one questions my being here. The drums begin to beat again, and I catch the invitation in the eyes of the old men. My feet begin to lift to the rhythm, and I look out beyond the walls into the night and see the lights. I am happy. It is beautiful. I am home.
Crea wrote on Jun 30th 2000, 22:07:36 about
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boards_of_canada wrote on Apr 22nd 2008, 23:01:56 about
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There's a lot of different mes: There's a mad me, when I get angry, and there's a scared me too ...
(rest obscured by noises from TV-sets standing around in kitchens, public lounges and so on.)
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piss
sure
village
hail
hug
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Manchmal-wach-ich-auf
Scheibletten
NieWiederFrauenImNetzKennenlernen
SlideCase
EINZIGE
Ketchup
McDomination
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