I wanted to say a proper goodbye to my friends at HI forum.
It is innappropriate just to stop posting. The guts and love and hope shown here, deserve better. A friend wrote me today about another matter, but just his contact reminded me what was right. And what Dick wrote when he left; 'munk, you asked us to say goodbye, so I am."
So am I.
What is the number one way God tells you it is time to move, to change, to grow? When what you are doing just doesn't work anymore. When it feels like you are always moving upstream against mass.
I've become more of a lightening rod, and can do less and less of what is best for me and my friends. I was told recently that my posts are self aggrandizing, narcistic, indulgent. I like to joke with satire, 'all munk, all the munk time, for munk, by munk, blaa blaa blaa." That is how they are seen by some. I'm more than a little stunned by the amount of anger and thought my posts and presence have apparently meant to some. Frankly, I am that munk guy, and I don't even think about them that much....lol.
"He-l, munk, those are the posts I like the best."
My friend 45/70 recently wrote to me. And there we have the crux of the matter. It's rather like the liberals and conservative seeing the same events but disagreeing about what is happening.
I have made mistakes, both when I was a mod, as a man, and as a friend. I do believe the truth is somewhere between pure selfishness and pure selflessness. But those who are angry do not compromise in their views.
How can I be any good for this forum, then? Remember- "How do you know when God wants you to change ?...." When it is not productive to move forward or backwards from where you are standing.
There is no way I can write the perfect goodbye. If I spent a month at it, and it was 'well written' it still would not be just. This forum beat all odds about what a public place could and could not be. It was an intimate, joyious experiment rejecting public rules and conformity. It established a new social contract. I think it was among the first and best of what the net can be, what people can be.
I've always tried to talk to people like they were my close friends, and would understand. That's what this community stood for. I'll never forget when I wandered in here and met Rusty and all of you. I was not alone anymore.
How about my list of names, now? What can I put here? All of us. Us. My list of thanks- to all of you. How many friends we made, how easy it was.
I thank Yangdu for carrying on after Bill left, and continuing the dream. I'm certain as long as she is able she will be offereing quality tools at fair prices with the best guarentee. Bless her.
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When I was a mod, there were some few who did not support me, and resisted anything good I tried to do. I thought that wasn't right then, and it would not be right now. I know our beloved forum has problems now. It always has, and always will. When I'm gone there will be no room for a convenient scape goating of those problems to my presence. That's a good thing. That's a clean slate. And about a clean slate? Give your moderator and owner a chance. Nasty's rules are speak the way you would if children were present, and no spamming. I wish he would communicate, get a press secretary- but you know, what I wish is not germane, I'm old administration, and he is a completely different person. For those of you who do not understand him, I'll offer this story. During a time of personal strife in my life, several years ago now, some of my friends left my presence for good. Not Nasty. You won't hear about it, he won't advertise, 'communicate' or any of those things most of us take for granted. He simply remained my friend. That man is here with you today.
Give him, yourselves, and HI this chance.
There is no substitute for HI in my heart. There is no replacement. I will not try and find one, because I could not, and I've already been there, done that, and had a blast when the fun and joy were free. In fact, I'd say the rest of the net is safe from me.
This post is pure poisen, you know. Many will absolutely think it utterly ridiculous and vain. To them; it's over now, and you never even had to read it in the first place, now did you?
For the rest of us, my friends and loved ones, Well Met, Well Met. God bless you. You know my number and net address. I'm just changing, not dead. Maybe we'll meet out on a sandbar someday, where life is cheap, a 41 mag a friend you can count on, and a Rose a good blade.
Whatever I forgot to say; add it for me.
munk
It is innappropriate just to stop posting. The guts and love and hope shown here, deserve better. A friend wrote me today about another matter, but just his contact reminded me what was right. And what Dick wrote when he left; 'munk, you asked us to say goodbye, so I am."
So am I.
What is the number one way God tells you it is time to move, to change, to grow? When what you are doing just doesn't work anymore. When it feels like you are always moving upstream against mass.
I've become more of a lightening rod, and can do less and less of what is best for me and my friends. I was told recently that my posts are self aggrandizing, narcistic, indulgent. I like to joke with satire, 'all munk, all the munk time, for munk, by munk, blaa blaa blaa." That is how they are seen by some. I'm more than a little stunned by the amount of anger and thought my posts and presence have apparently meant to some. Frankly, I am that munk guy, and I don't even think about them that much....lol.
"He-l, munk, those are the posts I like the best."
My friend 45/70 recently wrote to me. And there we have the crux of the matter. It's rather like the liberals and conservative seeing the same events but disagreeing about what is happening.
I have made mistakes, both when I was a mod, as a man, and as a friend. I do believe the truth is somewhere between pure selfishness and pure selflessness. But those who are angry do not compromise in their views.
How can I be any good for this forum, then? Remember- "How do you know when God wants you to change ?...." When it is not productive to move forward or backwards from where you are standing.
There is no way I can write the perfect goodbye. If I spent a month at it, and it was 'well written' it still would not be just. This forum beat all odds about what a public place could and could not be. It was an intimate, joyious experiment rejecting public rules and conformity. It established a new social contract. I think it was among the first and best of what the net can be, what people can be.
I've always tried to talk to people like they were my close friends, and would understand. That's what this community stood for. I'll never forget when I wandered in here and met Rusty and all of you. I was not alone anymore.
How about my list of names, now? What can I put here? All of us. Us. My list of thanks- to all of you. How many friends we made, how easy it was.
I thank Yangdu for carrying on after Bill left, and continuing the dream. I'm certain as long as she is able she will be offereing quality tools at fair prices with the best guarentee. Bless her.
>>>>
When I was a mod, there were some few who did not support me, and resisted anything good I tried to do. I thought that wasn't right then, and it would not be right now. I know our beloved forum has problems now. It always has, and always will. When I'm gone there will be no room for a convenient scape goating of those problems to my presence. That's a good thing. That's a clean slate. And about a clean slate? Give your moderator and owner a chance. Nasty's rules are speak the way you would if children were present, and no spamming. I wish he would communicate, get a press secretary- but you know, what I wish is not germane, I'm old administration, and he is a completely different person. For those of you who do not understand him, I'll offer this story. During a time of personal strife in my life, several years ago now, some of my friends left my presence for good. Not Nasty. You won't hear about it, he won't advertise, 'communicate' or any of those things most of us take for granted. He simply remained my friend. That man is here with you today.
Give him, yourselves, and HI this chance.
There is no substitute for HI in my heart. There is no replacement. I will not try and find one, because I could not, and I've already been there, done that, and had a blast when the fun and joy were free. In fact, I'd say the rest of the net is safe from me.
This post is pure poisen, you know. Many will absolutely think it utterly ridiculous and vain. To them; it's over now, and you never even had to read it in the first place, now did you?
For the rest of us, my friends and loved ones, Well Met, Well Met. God bless you. You know my number and net address. I'm just changing, not dead. Maybe we'll meet out on a sandbar someday, where life is cheap, a 41 mag a friend you can count on, and a Rose a good blade.
Whatever I forgot to say; add it for me.
munk
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