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First off, don't take that tone with me...mod, remember?
 And second, all that could easily be solved. 1. Black holes- convergence of equally powerful, but opposing gravitational fields pushing together similar to the pushing together of the plate tectonics, causing (instead of the formation of mountains or volcanoes) an "implosion" or inward turning of space-time, during which things are distorted and compressed extremely... 2. If gravity is pushing down on things from the outside rather than pulling on them, it would still push people down toward the earth, and so weight wouldn't be affected. Gravity would push planets in their spinning trajectories, but smaller things would be forced toward earth as gravity passed over them similar to convection of heat (this might even imply that the gravitation flows in cyclical patterns) 3. I am not postulating this as fact, or even a possibility. I believe that gravity is either an attracting force or based on a distortion of space-time. Calm the hostility and no one gets hurt  . I only posed this question because I was saying (to Zale) that people need a different way of looking at things than ALWAYS looking at them through the lens of what we already know; we need to be able to embrace new probabilities and possibilities, sometimes.
“…Judge not what a man has done, but judge what he could have done if he was a different bloke altogether. For art thou a leper? And a leper can changeth his spots…” --Rudy Wade, Misfits (Series 4, Episode 8)
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for your humility, your enlightened position and your appreciation of my poetry (aw shucks...
 ) I have to give you your props. You seem pretty bright...
“…Judge not what a man has done, but judge what he could have done if he was a different bloke altogether. For art thou a leper? And a leper can changeth his spots…” --Rudy Wade, Misfits (Series 4, Episode 8)
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 doesn't really matter either way...does it?
"Sansta Claus is coming to town"? No, yeah, I prefer Santa.
“…Judge not what a man has done, but judge what he could have done if he was a different bloke altogether. For art thou a leper? And a leper can changeth his spots…” --Rudy Wade, Misfits (Series 4, Episode 8)
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Interesting Mythical Beings.
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I found some amusing/interesting Japanese creatures...
Such as the Basan, a giant firebreathing... chicken.  Or the frightful Hone-onna. A skeleton-woman who takes the form of a beautiful lady in order to drain the life force from people.  And the Rokurokubi. With VERY flexible necks... 
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
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Check out the Shirime. It's kinda gross.
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Interesting...and kind of funny. Not funny "haha", but like amazing, in a simple-and-yet-so-complex kinda way (I'm a poet so it's okay if that made no sense). Well, I suppose that I can only respond by doing you the same kindness (or a similar one).
I guess that it all started when I was smaller. I was always a bit eccentric and loved to learn new things and do things a little differently. However, being black, and growing up around black males, they had a word for MY type of person. Being called gay was not something new to me, nor was it something I found surprising or amazing. It was common to me, since I was 6 years old. I believe that THAT teasing, and other such teasing has been quite the influence on my life. Kindergarten: I was one of the only three or four black kids in the class. I wanted to be like the white kids. Due to that, I learned how to spell and read and write like a dynamo (my first spelled word after my own name was a personal favorite, "Alligator"). 1st grade: my first crush was a white girl, Sarah Wall. 2nd grade: I was particularly hyper...white teachers couldn't handle me. They suggested ritalin, and mom said no. Cue the first of many classroom changes and visits to the office. 3rd grade: Again, I had to switch between different classes, and only kept friends that were bad influences. 4th grade: First time I had a black teacher. Started the year with a white teacher, but...didn't work. Part of my year at one school, then part at a charter school (only ONE or TWO more black people throughout the whole student population and NO black teachers, NO LIE), then the rest of the year with a mostly BLACK staff and student body. In case you guys hadn't guessed, white people are not the same as black people. It was a very hectic year, with some white taunting, some black taunting, but for the most part, believe it or not, white people were worse... 5th grade: Back to a predominantly white school, in a predominantly white neighborhood; except, NOW, my mind is a bit more in place; I have more confidence in who I am, and being black (especially so dark) is not such an issue anymore; I begin to make real friends, and my poetic and narrative muses begin to manifest (I start trying to write stories, poems and plays, although I really have been writing poems since 7) 6th grade: um, not nice. First year of middle school, at a BLACK school. NOW, the black folks are my worst nightmare; I contracted some infection/fungus/whatever, called alopecia ariata, causing my scalp to develop BALD PATCHES in my head. OMG, terrible, unforgettable, forever mentally scarring. But my poetry's getting better, and I start writing one of the best stories I've done so far; Vampire Hunt. 7th grade: Not nice either, but by now, I find a way to cope. I can underhandedly retort to the teasing (under my breath), and I reveal a bit of poetry to the others around me. 8th grade: By now, I've totally come out of my shell; my mom has found a solution to my terrible hair dilemma, and my middle finger has become my catchphrase. I'm foul-mouthed to anyone who crosses me, but among my skillset, sarcasm and comebacks. My DOG DIES (I had that big sweet dog since kindergarten, so sad...); cue the beginning of my rollercoaster of sadness (as though it hadn't already started before) 9th grade: HAIR'S back! But now I cut it from the 'fro I grew in 6th, to the fade I now currently don to this day. I feel like the new school year will allow me to start over, and it does in a WAY. How, you ask? The GAY thing starts up again! Some idiotic, mind-numbed jackass of a fool thinks just cause he's captain of the football team that I'll take his bullcrap! And his dunce of a moronic underling is twice as annoying. Fortunately, I can toss it back as fast as they can dish it out. 10th grade: Start showing my smarts to show up the haters. I do awesome on the PSAT's and get some of my poetry displayed in the halls. Gotta appreciate the little things... 11th grade: If life is a rollercoaster, then 9th grade was the starting track (a jolt at the start, but mostly straight); 10th grade is building up to 11th grade, then DROP. Great-grandma on my mom's side dies. Grandma on my dad's side dies. Grandmother on my mom's side dies. Grandfather on my father's side looks like he's on his way out. I am NOT in the mood to deal with those teasing jackasses, and it almost turns into a fight; what's worse, my depression makes me question my sexuality and my deepest beliefs. But, on the upside, it made for some great emo poetry (and I finally get a MySpace, haha) 12th grade: Turns out to be the very bestest. Poetry is off the chain, friends are even more off chain, my religious values are back in line, my sexuality is back in tact (straight as an arrow), and what's even greater, you remember that little story I stared back in 6th grade, Vampire Hunt? I started a re-write (with MUCH more developed plotline and story flow), and finished it, with 172 pages (back and front, meaning about 340-something pages in all) all in ONE school year; started that year, finished that year. I finally get a facebook, and branch out to good friends) College: AWESOMENESS! I didn't pass every class (stupid distraction), but I retook those classes and aced 'em, and am ready to move on to bigger and better things. Wanna know how the SPL fits into all this? I've been using the site as my sort of training ground, a jumpstart to my muse, to begin writing and reading (and SOCIALIZING again, with my humble MySpace and Facebook pages) and...scene. 
“…Judge not what a man has done, but judge what he could have done if he was a different bloke altogether. For art thou a leper? And a leper can changeth his spots…” --Rudy Wade, Misfits (Series 4, Episode 8)
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