"It was a
different time. A time when the internet was about
ideas, emotions and expressing ourselves. A time of
finding people and of understanding each other. Of
telling each other what we thought in poetic form and
creating a new world. We were children then of a new
age. That time has long since passed. Now we're
confronted with e-commerce, ebay, e-friends and
e-perversion. It's evolved and it has passed
A.U.Publishing. I see this place as a tribute to the
internet voices of yesterday, the voices of what it used
to be and why it used to be - and of course to my
friend, the late Libby. She left us too soon."
I can't take this any further then where it is right
now. This place is a shrine, a shrine to what the
internet once was before all the corruption. There's
nothing left here for me to do, it was a great time,
great friends, a time that I thought would never end.
Thank you to everyone for making A.U.Publishing what it
was. The voice for hundreds of people to express
themselves. Libby, you are greatly
out as a minute spec on the Information Highway. Just
another "voice", among countless others. But we made a
difference. We ended up with our own family in a sea of
faceless voices. We made you cry. We made You laugh. We
made you take a hard look at yourselves and those around
you. We encouraged you to express yourself.
judged. We Never said " No.. you can't do that" but
rather " Go For It!!" And we did. We accomplished what
so many tried to do and failed. We were your voice
amongst the sea of turmoil and non believers. We are.
The Circle of US.
" Sisters Hold Each Others Hands For A Little While. But
They Hold Each Others Hearts Forever". Gone. but never
Year X (Libby,
one is for you.)