| 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
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127 Characters |
| Average Rating |
1.300 points, 24 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 |
Some texts that have not been rated at all
(overall: 24) |
on Dec 8th 2002, 10:21:53 wrote ii about me
on Apr 7th 2009, 19:43:19 wrote Ronja about me
on Oct 28th 2015, 10:06:47 wrote Carolyn Stewart about me
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Texts to »Me«
Josef wrote on May 5th 2000, 01:01:50 about
me
Rating: 21 point(s) |
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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«?
Jay wrote on Feb 16th 2001, 21:57:40 about
me
Rating: 11 point(s) |
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I am, therefore I am. Me Myself and I.
Chris wrote on Apr 10th 2000, 22:33:21 about
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Rating: 9 point(s) |
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Important words to remember for scrabble are: Do Re Me So La Te (Do)
mowk wrote on Oct 3rd 2001, 00:20:01 about
me
Rating: 7 point(s) |
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Me I Myself am the only me I know. You are always you but only I am me
The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens wrote on Jul 22nd 2004, 23:11:43 about
me
Rating: 23 point(s) |
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'Me! I stay here of course. I always do.'
elizabeth wrote on Apr 13th 2000, 22:47:04 about
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Rating: 3 point(s) |
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They were asking what I think about me. But I was afraid of what they would do with the information if I gave it to them. In truth, I was afraid to discover it myself, too. So I probably prevaricated for a while, pretending to tie my shoelace, check the timetable I always carry for such moments yes, such a challenge *was scheduled but they are never usually on time and enquired of one, whether we could have met before, at such-and-such a conference or interview. After a bit of this, the atmosphere changed. I could teleport, or I could try and cooperate, as we all wanted. Me, I said. I think it's gone astray.
Field Marshall Stack wrote on Apr 18th 2000, 17:58:11 about
me
Rating: 2 point(s) |
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In Neal Stephenson's »Snow Crash«, he says that the ancient babylonians had tablets on which were written »me«, which were sort of the equivalent of computer programs for humans. Reminds me of Dawkins' term, »meme«, referring to a self-replicating idea. Perhaps if you infect the assoziations-blaster with enough of your memes, the assoziations-blaster will come to resemble you. I suppose it would be easiest to infect something or someone with your memes when they're young, before they've had a chance to encounter other people's memes.
little indian wrote on Apr 16th 2000, 21:12:12 about
me
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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.
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precious
Created on Jun 30th 2000, 00:20:32 by pixlfuxa, contains 12 texts
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Created on Aug 27th 2001, 10:03:32 by Underground, contains 21 texts
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Created on Mar 28th 2001, 06:26:44 by George, contains 28 texts
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Created on Jan 30th 2005, 21:30:30 by nick the click, contains 2 texts
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Created on Jan 20th 2003, 20:31:40 by Lilith, contains 15 texts
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Created on Dec 23rd 2002, 18:26:36 by mcnep, contains 9 texts
Antinihilist
Created on Aug 30th 2002, 06:56:38 by copy&paste, contains 5 texts
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Created on Jun 17th 2002, 11:23:51 by Der BlasterVerwalter, contains 39 texts
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Created on Mar 8th 2001, 08:01:34 by neo fausuto/PIA, contains 23 texts
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