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Life is a Basket of Pennies (Free verse) by SupremeDreamer
[sentiments concerning existence] In time I've learned that there is no beginning or end to this human existence and that there is no past or future; memory holds the moments that fed the soul, no matter how inane. The road ahead lays unformed; actions undetermined before the pending domino effect. Morality is false in itself; based upon culture and discrimination- Our judges are men of corruption, with foolish opinions concerning the nature of innocence. Society grinds our minds into working gears; though some of us remain oblivious, we struggle against imposed limits, at times accepting them conditionally-- breaking them when we desire the forbidden. Beyond details and human nonsense there doesn't exist boundaries; truth is meaningless compared to pure existence- right and wrong do not require debate, motivation originate from foolish appetites. What we learn or come to believe are scattered pennies from space with little value. Humor and Passion, Thought and Satisfaction, are what give me meaning and strength; the things worth seeking- if only we understood what they are in their purest form. One can claim many things; there are endless aspects to this human existence of chaos confused for order-- few of them of value in their entirety. There is no beginning, there is no end; life, existence, is an ever-changing Odyssey; death and birth mere trifles between change and altered directions. I hope to meet my end fulfilled with that which I've attained and the things I've always had-- I plan to die as a child in decay from old age greeting my last heartbeat inconclusive and serene.

Up the ladder: Coin Operated Binoculars
Down the ladder: Fourty Caliber Thirty Pack

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Arithmetic Mean: 7.2
Weighted score: 5.2622466
Overall Rank: 3971
Posted: March 12, 2004 2:01 AM PST; Last modified: March 12, 2004 2:01 AM PST
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[n/a] ==Doylum @ | 12-Mar-04/10:53 AM | Reply

Life is a basket of penises

and YOU are the biggest penis of them all

Blessed with a poo
[n/a] DreamerSupreme @ > ==Doylum | 12-Mar-04/11:16 AM | Reply
Heres a suggestion: instead of calling me a penis like an idiot, why don't you make use of that wonderful title "Life is a basket of penises" and do a kick-ass parody of my piece? Eh? That would be more effective and amusing than peurile insults.
[n/a] DreamerSupreme @ > DreamerSupreme | 12-Mar-04/12:41 PM | Reply
Well, you've certainly shown a lack of creativity. :)
[n/a] ==Doylum @ > DreamerSupreme | 12-Mar-04/12:49 PM | Reply
Yeap sure have drugs boy

Lots of love ==Doylum
[n/a] ==Doylum @ > DreamerSupreme | 12-Mar-04/12:37 PM | Reply
I didn't call you an idiot like penis. I called you a gigantic cock. Flid
Ah haha ah ha yes I had thought of doing a kick botty version of your personal write but then I caught myself walking down maudlin street, treading in a large dog egg of disappointment and thinking, what's the point man? Guilding the lilly init

Lot of love ==Doylum
[n/a] ==Doylum @ | 12-Mar-04/1:00 PM | Reply
Also rename it to

Revenge of the Duck Billed Platitudes
[10] horus8 @ | 13-Mar-04/5:22 PM | Reply
Lord you are despised here, join the club. -=8=-
[10] horus8 @ | 13-Mar-04/5:24 PM | Reply
hey high on, didga get your package?
[n/a] Don-Quixote @ > horus8 | 13-Mar-04/6:06 PM | Reply
yeah, I got it, and that big autographed picture lol. Now girlies keep asking me "Who is THAT?!"... damn you.

I've been somewhat anti-social lately.. among other things, which is why I haven't been responding to emails, or even using my computer much till yesterday.
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