The Friendship Zone ...

There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a gap as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the fortified wall that no man can ever enter into, despite his crazed impulsion to keep trying.

It is the middle ground between a relationship and a friendship, between logic and confusion. It lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of all his knowledge. This is the dimension of ultimate futility, where up is down, left is right and light is darkness.

It is an area which we call "The Friendship Zone".

NEE-NOO NEE-NOO NEE-NOO NEE-NOO

Yeah, I guess we've all been there haven't we. That weird place where one person has feelings for another ...... and the other has feelings for them too ...... but not "In That Way ..... "

...... its too "complicated"

But despite all of this it is impossible for them to let go of each other ....... to turn their backs ..... to walk away

If this has happened or is happening to you , just know that you have just entered into "The Friendship Zone"

NEE-NOO NE-NOO NEE-NOO NEE-NOO

No-one quite ever knows how exactly they have entered into the Friendship Zone. Its walls are invisible, and quite unnoticeable. However once the Friendship Zone Bubble has wrapped itself around you, it is an impenetrable surface you can never leave.

The reasons for slipping into the Friendship Zone can be anything.
Be too nice, or not nice enough -> FRIENDSHIP ZONE !
Be too agressive or not agressive enough -> FRIENSHIP ZONE !
Be too emotional, or not emotional enough -> FRIENDSHIP ZONE !

The reasons are vast and many .....

The Friendship Zone is a warped world with unseen rules and boundries, it is the Labyrinth of all Human Relationships.

Avoid the Friendship Zone at all costs it is too complicated ...

To use a football analogy :
A person in the frienship zone is like a footballer with on one yellow card ... He's still trying to score ...... but he doesnt want to get ejected from the game !

Flames to Dust ....

Flames to Dust ...

Lovers to friends ...... why must all good things come to an end ..end.

Come to an end end, come to and end end . Why must they come to an end ...

Sorry ..... I was singing and typing

(this post has no purpose)

Fly-trap ...

On my street there is a park

At one point the park was filled with children ... but over the years, due to lack of maintenance, it had gradually become more and more run-down ...

The swing-sets became rusty, the slide had broken and the grass grew tall and uncontrolled ...

Over time, the park became a haven for vagrants, drug-dealers, prostitutes and pedophiles ...
A harmful environment for children

Recently the Tunapuna Regional Corporation came in and started fixing it up ...
They put in new swing-sets and other equipment, and they cut the grass ...

Today as I passed on my way home I saw that the park was now over run with children .... all joyous, running and playing

Way to go Tunapuna Regional Corporation !! ........... Way to put honey on a fly-trap ...

Pastor Madman ...

A woman called today asking to speak to my dead father ...

Not knowing who she was or why she was calling ... i requested that she tell me what she wanted to speak to my father about.

She said she was looking for a man of my fathers name who used to be a preacher in Boug Malatris and she saw the name in the phone book...

I politely told her that she was mistaken .... (I have no knowledge of my father ever being in a church other than the day of his funeral)

Now it just so happens:

1. That my family has 2 phone lines


2. That the both of them are still listed under my fathers name in the phone book


3. That the number she called precedes the other number

As was predicted ..... my other phone line soon rang

" Hello, Keith Farrell speaking ... May the love of Christ guide and protect you ..."
I answered ....

It was my mother.................. she was not amused ......