ALL FRIENDS AND OTHER INQUIRERS, PLEASE SIMPLY EMAIL ME!
Ok, so I still haven't found another suitable community. That's a shame, but for now I can live with that. For now, anyone who wishes may of course write: douglassdumas AT gmail DOT com for any discussions and trading of poetry and stories. Some day in the near future I'll probably rebuild douglassdumas.com (unless it belongs to someone else).
At the moment, it's the stage where I stop writing DA and start the long process of walking out. Hopefully something will change before this summer, but we'll see. Immediately after this journal is posted, I will not log in nor visit DA until Valentines Day! If I like what I see when I return, this protest will end, if not it'll go on according to plan.
FAREWELLS
I would like to bid a fond and partial farewell to all of my meat-world friends, who I'll see in reality hopefully soon. You won't find me here, and FaceBook has long since lost me. Those in the real world know how to call me... so you know, just do that. I've got cookies.
To :devidSupaslim:, you've been a great friend. You were always there with feedback, thoughtful comments, and entertaining quips. Beyond artwork, we commented and communicated on each others journals often and I think we've both made each other laugh, supported one another in times of need, and just generally produced a good companionship. Although I'll probably never meet you, I consider you as dear as any friend I have in the real world. It is you for whom I delayed my course of action, and you for whom I hesitate even now. Know you may always email me, that I'll gladly share my embarrassingly-bad messenger name with you. If you ever need a friend to talk to, we can come up with something.
To anyone else who has watched me or commented on my deviations, I wish you all the best. I'm sorry I can't be here to produce more for you. Perhaps I shall return when things change here, but pay heed to the schedule (look at my older journal entry) and know that once I'm gone, I'm gone. I give thanks for you from the bottom of my heart, because those who have been my meager audience have shown me that even my little skills can be appreciated.
To those who I watched, chatted with, commented on, and argued with. Know that I dealt in sincerity. If I said I liked something, I did. If I loved it, or +Fav'ed it, I really felt great about it. If I offered advice, condolences, congratulations, or whatever, it meant I really cared about how you were doing and how the future would treat you. I consider a great many of you my friends, even with such brief encounters, but the class and diginity of all of you is above reproach.