Friends of Gabriel Chantayan

I sit on my porch with tea gone cold, watching the same dog fail at the same squirrel, and feel weirdly at peace - and you know what that MEANS, it means I'm finally free from the LIES and the GASLIGHTING of this so-called "community" that drove that poor user from FOREVER GOODBYE thread to write a 3,000-word farewell that EVERYONE here read and then PRETENDED not to recognize me when I came back under a NEW NAME like a completely DIFFERENT PERSON who DEFINITELY didn't write that thread and DEFINITELY doesn't still have it saved in a .txt file on her desktop

BUT WAIT - that's not what I came here to say. I came here to say something else ENTIRELY. I sat on my porch with tea gone cold and watched the same dog fail at the same squirrel and I thought: THIS is peace. THIS is what they tried to take from me with their "she's the flounce thread author" whispers and their "check the writing style" accusations. A dog. A squirrel. A cold cup of tea. And ZERO mention of seven vs fourteen, ZERO mention of ElderProphet07's month-long dodge, ZERO mention of SakuraMirror's March 04 floppy stamp that she STILL hasn't answered - see? I'm NOT thinking about it! I'm AT PEACE!!!

So here's my thread. In General Discussion. Because this IS about Gabriel Chantayan - the Gabriel Chantayan who taught us that PEACE isn't a destination, it's a porch with a cold cup of tea while a dog fails upward at a squirrel. Or wait, did he say that? I can't remember. Maybe I said it. Maybe I'M the Gabriel now.