| Re: a comment on Love by simone_girard |
26-May-03/12:11 PM |
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| Re: a comment on Aurora & Eclipse by OneFingerAnswer |
24-May-03/4:53 PM |
I see, well, I'm sure it's not the first or the last time. Hang in there. I would wager my soul that this will turn out to be a blessing in disguise. These calamities have a way of changing one for the better and attracting people to you that are more worthy and accepting of your gifts and love. I have a feeling something wonderful is right around the corner waiting to take you to the next level. One must molt to reveal their true beauty, so molt. I'll be waiting to hear the good news, because trust me, it's on its way. For now just know that I'm right, and you'll be fine. farewell for now.
With all my hope and strength.
Your friend.
Jeremi (horus8).
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| Re: a comment on Aurora & Eclipse by OneFingerAnswer |
24-May-03/4:07 PM |
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Did I say that it was Ryan? I merely took the time to show you that I do. My changes were not intended to do anything other then reflect the piece off of my form the way that It affected me. Would you rather I just ignored your work, or said nice poem? Because that can be arranged.
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| Re: Aurora & Eclipse by OneFingerAnswer |
24-May-03/2:36 PM |
Because I was in a fucking hurry, that's why, and it would take to long, here:
A glimpse of light,
you came into my life.
Bright, beautiful, and splendid,
but all too fleeting.
I let the light shine upon me,
enjoying it.
Yet the light reflected off of me
in ways that I know I cannot understand.
The shine changed me, my visage.
To all who could see,
I had changed,
and yet they never knew
the me of before.
The smile, a trick of light
that shows the hairs on one's face.
A young man becoming.
Noticed, but still unknown.
Showing up, but not to stand out.
Now that the light is gone,
yet again the faces change.
Now in the dimness they still
won't see why.
They will not notice the fading shadow
of said smile.
They never knew you.
For a while, I basked in your light.
I eclipsed the truth
I hid you as you requested.
Now you retreat again.
The light is gone,
and the shadows have come back.
Now I must become acustomed
to the dark.
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| Re: Para Metres by Blue Magpie |
24-May-03/2:23 PM |
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Well, I say, not concrete, but a fine ode none the less.
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| Re: ADAM IS A HEMASEX by wFraser Allonby Q.C.w |
23-May-03/12:02 PM |
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| Re: a comment on The punch drunk underwriter by horus8 |
23-May-03/11:24 AM |
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| Re: a comment on An enchillada called revenge! by horus8 |
23-May-03/11:21 AM |
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Some girl a while back accused me of not having a very adept imagination in a poem of her's a while back, and 'chocking' was a word that she had mispelled in her piece. Probably trying to spell choking if I recall. So I used it as ammo for my dirty deeds done dirt cheap, and thought that I'd show her what my imagination was capable of using her mistake as part of the structure. I hope this clarifys.
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| Re: An Ode to Anal Joy by wFraser Allonby Q.C.w |
23-May-03/7:09 AM |
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| Re: a comment on Symbol Of Love by simone_girard |
23-May-03/6:43 AM |
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I am now about to use the power of my keyboard to make 'everyone' play by my god damn rules... <cricket meowls, dog crows in the distance> hmmmmm, you made it seem so much easier. (My favorite was above with love times dos) that takes guts, nuts, huts, buts, cuts, and lutz [industrial hand lotione].
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| Re: a comment on The punch drunk underwriter by horus8 |
23-May-03/6:37 AM |
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| Re: a comment on Symbol Of Love by simone_girard |
23-May-03/2:50 AM |
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I don't think he was putting your writing down. I think he was putting you down. By saying "hey, Dumb ass, do you know what a fucking sonnet is?". Now, as for you, size 14 boots, four year olds, and your friend... Don't make me cackle. You're severely outmatched, dehydrated, or just spouting because your writing is piss poor. (As for your 'threat') It's hardly effective, and barely imtimidating. I live in girl scout cookie heaven, and we don't where boots. Come and get it before we eat it all tough guy. I'm in the phone book next to your mom's warped cunt and your bitch tits. Better bring a lot of boots scooter.
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| Re: Mirror to Mirror by Roisin |
23-May-03/2:17 AM |
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You should let me run with this. I'd fucking prime it to a high luster edit. An Olympian edit, if you will.
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| Re: The Alluring Nightmare by Exiled_humanity |
23-May-03/2:02 AM |
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Congradulations! You have perfect antiwriting accidentally trying to go 'deep' no doubt. I never thought I'd live to suggest horrible circumstance intervention as a cure, but, go get raped or abandoned as soon as possible and we'll have a controled experiment to see if that indeed is what your writing is missing.
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| Re: Immortal Coil by Exiled_humanity |
23-May-03/1:58 AM |
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Super! Could you make it third person next edit? Because,I believe it would strengthen your, for shit, grammar, and make the reader even more fucking tired.
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| Re: time weights by brazen |
23-May-03/1:53 AM |
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The Gregorian calendar only succeeded in killing is quicker, that's for sure.
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| Re: Trash Report by Miggy |
22-May-03/2:09 PM |
This must be your weak rejoinder. I wonder, sometimes, about your well being *sigh*. Ah well.
Flatchicks don't skate they get flatter *boink*.
Great song by the way, strong chorus. Firm bridge. The verse could be a bit more descriptive, but then again that would be asking a lot from your mental handicap, wouldn't it.
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| Re: Was/Were You? by Alyssa91 |
22-May-03/2:02 PM |
This is not concrete. This is concrete;
Hey! Shut up, and cut my grass. (Concrete) by horus8
Mowed for sanity.
A lawn for the first time
in nearly six years. Front and
back, and even the sides. The grass
tending ritual has not changed very much,
but I have. We both needed water when it was
all over. It, more so than I. Is There a noble
meaning behind the act of grooming. It promotes
blooming I'm assuming. I currently have a bloody
hole in my stomach. That statement is telesematic.
Being too analytical apparently does have a down
side. Constantly worrying mentally has begun to
surface physically. Guess that I should have
respected more,
the back seat,
and kept my,
trap shut,
sewed my,
lid shut
Learned
how to
not say
but-but
I can't
<typo>
$grass$
^^^^^^^^
He's swell,
Cracked bell,
It is all water,
from the same well.
What am I afraid of ?
Disease carrying insects.
Twilight zone on DVD in B&W.
unaware of my filthy receptacle.
Who, or what, I can and can't affect.
I am going to take off while I still can.
Being a complacent young man that can "coolit".
With an exquisitely decorated oriental flip fan for
Nero. I wonder how many years will pass by again before I
stumble on another lawn that I'm forced to mow, water, hoe.
Zero.
Fascicle.
Pure-blood.
Topknot.
Carbon 14.
Antiparticle.
Merry-go-round.
Water-table.
Incontrovertable.
Chevalier.
Pretzel.
Suffocate.
Abstractionalist.
<can't you>
<just let>
<some shit>
<not have>
<to always>
<be about>
<god devil>
<cunt cock>
<nice sock>
<just you>
<thank you>
For nothing, but that constantly
evaporated feeling of receding,
and diminishing into something
else that has to do with you. You,
and nothing else. Just you, yes, you.
You, and yours, such wealth smiled
stealth. I want to be you. Tell your
people about you. Mock you! Say
I know you, to tow you, around. I,
your blessed shadow boxer burn out.
Your elbows and knees exfoliated free.
Then you'll see how you are
the only one I see, I see, I see
through your skirt, and flesh
and marrow, I see...
No worth in...
Tommorrow...
Without you...
CUT!
<{And violently rootless my love}>
<{violent 'rootless' my lo-}>
<{-lent 'rootless' my}>
<{rootlessness'}>
<{rootofmy}>
<{ego}>
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| Re: a comment on Warmth by shwenatjadeflower |
21-May-03/8:28 PM |
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She was attempting a full gainor Sir Cooredrectum.
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| Re: a comment on Im innocent by Horus9 |
21-May-03/8:15 PM |
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Tis not me, tis the settler.
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