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Ellen · New Joined: 26 Aug 2007 Posts: 6 Location: Newcastle, UK.

Why hello there.. I was 'invited' to join from last.fm, so I thought I may as well.. I am a bit of a forum addict, at times.
I'm a regular on the Kings Of Leon Happy Alone forum and I sometimes go on the Albion Arks and The Strokes: Hard To Explain forums too..

Anyway, my name is Ellen and I'm 15.. I love music more than most things, apart from film. I live up north in the UK, not sure where everyone else is from, like.
My favourite bands are Incubus, Kings of Leon, The Libertines, The Strokes, John Frusciante, Arctic Monkeys, The Maccabees.. blah blah blah..

Hello, anyway Smile

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Monday · Site Admin Joined: 22 Aug 2007 Posts: 73 Location: UK

Welcome to my forum and nice to meet you Very Happy

I have only recently been given this forum off someone else, at the moment Im desperatly looking for members to build a unique online comunnity. Unlike other forums, this forum is not based on one subject but everything, thats what I think might make people want to come Razz

If you know anyone on the other forums your on at the moment who might be intrsted, I'd be very grateful if you told them about it. Smile

Anyway, Im from the UK too but I live in the West Midlands area. Im 17 and love music too (I write my own songs) Very Happy

.Music Artists I like include Gorillaz, No Doubt, The Cribs, The Dresden Dolls, Athlete, NAS, Mansun, The Human League and Idlewild Razz

Im glad to here from someone here Wink

Thanks

P.S. Sorry If I wrote too much, just that you were the first person to post here since I became admin Laughing

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Ellen · New Joined: 26 Aug 2007 Posts: 6 Location: Newcastle, UK.

Ahah, I'm just glad someone replied Smile

Sounds like a good plan, I'll have to spread the word, m'dear.
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Monday · Site Admin Joined: 22 Aug 2007 Posts: 73 Location: UK

Ok, Thanks Smile

Feel free to post in any thread here or make new threads
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emmylou · New Joined: 28 Aug 2007 Posts: 14 Location: UK

Helloo, I'm Emma I know about this forum because of my friend Ellen, the one who wrote above who happens to have beasty music taste... Cool

umm I love music A LOT ..couldnt live without it, that and dvds
Some of my favourite bands/musicians are The Libertines, Kings of Leon, The Maccabees, Jeff Buckley, Led Zeppelin, Arctic monkeys etc. etc. ..there are lots more .. trying to name them all would take too long Smile

Umm so yea, thats about it Very Happy

Monday · Site Admin Joined: 22 Aug 2007 Posts: 73 Location: UK

The more the merrier Very Happy

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zombozo3eyes · Member Joined: 26 Aug 2007 Posts: 32 Location: new mexico

hello my name is zombozo3eyes and i like forums, i was recommended to this forum from gamesforum.com and my goal is to become a moderator:)
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~darkshines~ · Member Joined: 27 Aug 2007 Posts: 26 Location: UK

hi my name's Heather, I'm 20 and I'm from Devon. I found this site through last.fm someone sent me an invite so to speak.
I have an obsession with Muse, I absolutely love them. I also like Gogol Bordello, The Faint, Rage Against the Machine, Yeah Yeah Yeah's, Beck, and loads of others that I won't bore you with. lol.
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Monday · Site Admin Joined: 22 Aug 2007 Posts: 73 Location: UK

Hi nice to meet you Smile

Hmm... I think I should start putting these introductions in seperate threads but nevermind for now
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jane520lin · New Joined: 25 Mar 2009 Posts: 5

HAPPILY lived Mankind in the peaceful Valley of Ignorance.

To the north, to the south, to the west and to the east stretched the ridges of the Hills Everlasting.

A little stream of Knowledge trickled slowly through a deep worn gully.

It came out of the Mountains of the Past.

It lost itself in the Mashes of the Future.

It was not much, as rivers go. But it was enough for the humble needs of the villagers.

In the evening, when they had watered their cattle and had filled their casks, they were content to sit down to

enjoy life.

The Old Men Who Knew were brought forth from the shady corners where they had spent their day, pondering over the

mysterious pages of an old book.

They mumbled strange words to their grandchildren, who would have preferred to play with the pretty pebbles,

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Often these words were not very clear.

But they were written a thousand years ago by a forgotten race. Hence they were holy.

For in the Valley of Ignorance, whatever was old was venerable. And, those who dared to gainsay the wisdom of the

fathers, were shunned by all decent people.

And so they kept their peace.

Fear was ever with them. What if they should be refused the common share of the products of the garden?

Vague stories there were, whispered at night among the narrow streets of the little town, vague stories of men and

women who had dared to ask questions.

They had gone forth, and never again had they been seen.

A few had tried to scale the high walls of the rocky range that hid the sun.

Their whitened bones lay at the foot of the cliffs.

The years came and the years went by.

Happily lived Mankind in the peaceful Valley of Ignorance.

Out of the darkness crept a man.

The nails of his hands were torn.

His feet were covered with rags, red with the blood of long marches.

He stumbled to the door of the nearest hut and knocked.

Then he fainted. By the light of a frightened candle, he was carried to a cot.

In the morning throughout the village it was known: "He has come back."

The neighbors stood around and shook their heads. They had always known that this was to be the end.

Defeat and surrender awaited those who dared to stroll away from the foot of the mountains.

And in one corner of the village the Old Men shook their heads and whispered burning words.

They did not mean to be cruel, but the Law was the Law. Bitterly this man had sinned against the wishes of Those

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As soon as his wounds were healed he must be brought to trial.

They meant to be lenient.

They remembered the strange, burning eyes of his mother. They recalled the tragedy of his father, lost in the

desert these thirty years ago.

The Law, however, was the Law; and the Law must be obeyed.

The Men Who Knew would see to that.

They carried the wanderer to the Market Place, and the people stood around in respectful silence.

He was still weak from hunger and thirst and the Elders bade him sit down.

He refused.

They ordered him to be silent.

But he spoke.

Upon the Old Man he turned his back and his eyes sought those who but a short time before had been his comrades.

“Listen to me,” he implored.” Listen to me and be rejoiced. I have come back from beyond the mountains. My feet

have trod a fresh soil. My hands have felt the touch of other races. My eyes have seen wondrous sights.

“When I was a child, my world was the garden of my father.

“To the west and to the east, to the south and to the north lay the ranges from the Beginning of Time.

“When I asked what they were hiding, there was a hush and a hasty shaking of heads. When I insisted, I was taken

to the rocks and shown the bleached bones of those who had dared to defy the Gods.

“When I cried out and said, ‘It’s a lie! The Gods love those who were brave!’ the Men Who Knew came and read

to me from their sacred books. The Law, they explained, had ordained all things of Heaven and Earth. The Valley

was ours to have and to hold. The animals and the flowers, the fruit and the fishes were ours, to do our bidding.

But the mountains were of the Gods. What lay beyond was to remain unknown until the End of Time.

“So they spoke, and they lied. They lied to me, even as they have lied to you.

“There are pastures in those hills. Meadows too, as rich as any. And men and women of our own flesh and blood.

And cities resplendent with the glories of a thousand years of labor.

“I have found the road to a better home. I have seen the promise of a happier life. Follow me and I shall lead

you thither. For the smile of Gods is the same there as here and everywhere.”

He stopped and there went up a great cry of horror.

“Blasphemy!” cried the Old Men. “Blasphemy and sacrilege! A fit punishment for his crime! He has lost his

reason. He dares to scoff at the Law as it was written down a thousand years ago. He deserves to die!”

And they took up heavy stones.

And they killed him.

And his body they threw at the foot of the cliffs, that it might lie there as a warning to all who questioned the

wisdom of the ancestors.

Then it happened a short time latter that there was a great drought0. The little Brook of Knowledge ran dry. The

cattle died of thirst. The harvest perished in the fields, and there was hunger in the Valley of Ignorance.

The Old Men Who Knew, however, was not disheartened. Everything would all come right in the end, they prophesied,

for it was written their most Holy Chapters.

Besides, they themselves needed but little food. They were so very old.

Winter came.

The village was deserted.

More than half of the populace died of sheer want.

The only hope, for those who survived, lay beyond the mountains.

But the Law said “No!”

And the law must be obeyed.

One night there was a rebellion.

Despair gave courage to those whom fear had forced into silence.

Feebly the Old Men protested.

They were pushed aside. They complained of their lot. They bewailed the ingratitude of their children, but when

the last wagon pulled out of the village, they stopped the driver and forced him to take them along.

The flight into the unknown had begun.

It was many years since the Wanderer had returned. It was no easy task to discover the road he had mapped out.

Thousands fell a victim to hunger and thirst before the first cairn was found.

From there on the trip was less difficult.

The careful pioneer had blazed a clear trail through the woods and amidst the endless wildness of rock.

By easy stages it led to the green pastures of the new land.

Silently the people looked at each other.

“He was right after all,” they said. “He was right, and the Old Men were wrong ……

“He spoke the truth, and the Old Men lied ……

“His bones lie rotting at the foot of the cliffs, but the Old Men sit in our carts and chant their ancient days

……

“He saved us, and we slew him ……

“We are sorry that it happened, but of course, if we could have known at the time ……”

Then they unharnessed their horses and their oxen and they drove their cows and their goats into the pastures and

they built themselves houses and laid out their fields and they lived happily for a long time afterwards.

A few years later, an attempt was made to bury the brave pioneer in the fine new edifice , which had been erected

as a home for the Wise Old Men.

A solemn procession went back to the now deserted valley, but when the spot was reached where his body ought to

have been, it was no longer there.

A hungry jackal had dragged it to his lair.

A small stone was then placed at the foot of the trail(now a magnificent highway). It gave the name of the man who

had first defied the dark terror of the unknown, that his people might be guided into a new freedom.

And it stated that it had been erected by a grateful posterity.

As it was in the beginning—as it is now—and as some day(so we hope)it shall no longer be。