You may call me JB. ;-)

Also, this is my way of seeing things in contrast to yours. In the way that you see pain as depravity, I see it as feeling, sometimes pleasure even. All emotion is fleeting, all of it a reminder of the life we are living. I challenge the "greater being," theorists to step off their pedestal of pleasure, joy, and everlasting happiness and accept for one moment that there is something else and it's not always bad...

I'm not going to get caught up too much in this debate because I simply haven't the time, I have to put my perspective in.

I would think that someone who is so completely against and afraid of the idea that we are truly a random act of nature, that some greater being has some greater purpose for us, and that our life will not end with death is the spineless route. It takes more courage to believe that we are alone in this. That there is no god to get back at the people who do us wrong or to keep us in line. All that goes with it, the safety net, the security, and the immortality of it is all so very easy and comforting to accept. Try accepting oblivion. Not just believing in it, but being unafraid of it. Not utter oblivion but conscious oblivion. Stand up against all the challenges life has to offer with THAT understanding of how things might turn out and we'll see how strong your spin really is. Because only then is it a real spine and not a fantasy-fabrication of one.

I'm working on some socio-political perspectives that will change in my poetry. For now, this is how I feel about things more often than not and it's a vent for me. It's not how I view life on a regular basis. I have a great deal of emotional maturity, I just don't express all of it in my writing.

Interesting that I've inspired such a long string of comments. Er, well...someone has. lol

so, my spelling sucks as much as my poetry...but nothing as much as my lips. :-)

I'm crushed! I wrote it just for YOU!!

agreed. Thanks.

Agreed, but I think you jumped to the conclusion that I was the one who started all that with Horus08, when it is he who has a fascination with starting shit with me. Also, there is a difference between criticism and plainly rude bullshit. I don't tolerate the later and strike back when ever it's presented.

Double Decker! You can take two at a time, wahoo.

(_Y_)

haha. cute. Check your pecker please. (_O_) <-- you smiling.

lol

you're contradicting yourself, fuckhole. That and you're lying because you vote on almost all my my entries and you read everyone, taking time, in between slurps, to comment on them all. You can't deny how in love you are with me. The real truth is, that I don't read hardly any of your shit works. Don't believe me, check our histories and we'll see who's on who's nuts, wont we. Don't worry though, I'll have more soon for you to read and later lie about. Night night sweat pea.

you are such my bitch.

haha, yeah right chump. You'll see. The very next poem I write, you'll be there, like you have been on everything else I've written. Sucken my dick, cuz you can't get enough and now you're just tryin to cover your tracks. Weak.

and don't lie, you read every word and can't help resiting it because you love my work so much...and my dick. If you didn't read any of it, how would you know what they are about and what words I use? Uh huh, that's what I thought.