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what is now
when is then
where is email
who i am
how it is
why it is
leave a note?
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make me smile
thank you

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planet candora

what, you expected a profound rhyme in every entry?... oh, so maybe I should wait until I have something at least interesting to say before writing an entry, particularly because this is a dateless diary (yes, this diary never had a date... shameful, I suppose... a virgin diary... but what a mouth on it, huh?)...

sometimes I'm just playfully incoherent... are we going to say the playfully incoherent among us should not diary?... well, I suppose I do have other journals where I can be less creative and more mundane in content... but would that be fair to candora?... or to the other journals, for that matter... would that be fair to those of you who come to visit with candora every day?... should candora have a capital C?... or perhaps a capitol?... no, candora isn't that big... but at this rate candora's ego might need a whole planet...

well, it's a big universe, so...

welcome to the planet candora, please leave your guns and pointed sticks on your ships... bananas are ok, unless you plan to use them as weapons, in which case only the soft mushy pulp is welcome so you'll have to eat the peels before coming down... we prefer you did not just toss them about on your ships as you might forget and slip on them when returning, if you return... and please do not toss your peels into space for we had a terrible problem one year when it rained burning banana peels and we wouldn't want to go through that again, now would we?...

yes, we have some tough rules here on candora, but we like them that way... war is not allowed... niether (or neither?... well, spellcheckers and grammar police aren't allowed either) is any form of harmful activity... not even plans for harmful activities... occasionally some works of pure fiction depicting harmfull activities are permitted in the reading room, but you have to sign a promissary note before going in there that assures everyone that you won't plagerize in any form, which includes doing what you read or watch... yes, it's an idyllic little planet, this candora...

pity it doesn't exist...

you see, there's no way to enforce the rules... though there are plans to develop a mind control sphere to fit around the planet, much like an atmosphere, but there's debate over who should program it and so far it's just a good idea in candora's mind... so is the laughing gas idea... that is, to build massive factories that produce laughing gas and start pumping it into the atmosphere until there is enough to keep everyone happy... the concern over whether the workers at the plant might forget to regulate the gas flow and the whole planet would laugh themselves to death has kept that idea on the drawing board... but keep thinking, candora... keep them thoughts and ideas flowing... sooner or later, one might just work...

candora

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