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 Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 9:08 am
It was not Luck
It was not luck my arm is whole/ It was not luck they calmed him down/ It was not luck he took me home/ It was when whiskey touched the ground.
The dawn arose.
I cannot say
I've ever seen Him work this way.
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 5:20 pm
What use is there in being able but not being permitted?
What torture is greater than being able to but not being permitted?
Patterns tie. Is there never to be release from patterns?
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 6:53 am
reagun ban Is there never to be release from patterns? It's all a never-ending spiral. We are all at where we were but not the same. What goes around comes around but not the same way. Life is not a circle. It's a very thin spiral.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 4:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 5:43 pm
I think I just died laughing... rofl
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 5:47 pm
YER MA WOULD DIE OF PAPAL BULL I think I shall not give my heart or allow it to be taken anymore, nor shall I accept the heart of another. A Deep Purple song springs to mind.Welcome to the Black Parade
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 1:53 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:37 am
missmagpie reagun ban Is there never to be release from patterns? It's all a never-ending spiral. We are all at where we were but not the same. What goes around comes around but not the same way. Life is not a circle. It's a very thin spiral. The never ending spiral is a hard path to walk, it's not just very thin, it's razor wire. My feet hurt from the walking and soon I'll crawl. I need to sleep between the lines of the spiral. I want to curl up on a branch of The Tree and sleep for an hour or so, eat some acorns and nuts and berries and then start walking again.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 5:28 am
Ode to the Razor, Choice
Time twists and sheers the limb from tree
Both bark and blood descending free
In time with choice's cruel decree.
Curled in the night
When fears take flight
Beware the sight
Of apples floating on the sea.
Refracting back into the sky
The winds of choice are riding high
White hunters seek and dare and die.
Under the moon
They will come soon
Fast cries the loon -
Your pains are riding passions by.
You cannot bind them -
Free they dance.
You cannot hide them -
Come now chance.
You cannot mind them -
They seek the edge.
You can only bide them -
Cling to the ledge.
Two coursers bright with blood ride past,
Then two of pale and tattered cast,
Two more of shadowed scar the last
With screams of fear
Pale rider's spear -
Collapse the steer
The rise of red - revered contrast.
Thus hope and dream dies with the day
Bleeds into dark without delay
Soaks down in earth to mark the way
Three drops of blood
A traveler’s bud
To guide the flood
Of those who from the light will stray.
You cannot bind them -
They seek the crown.
You cannot hide them -
They rise and drown.
You cannot mind them -
They come and go.
You can only bide them -
And then you'll know.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 8:45 am
Life: "I am not a broken record I am not a broken record I am not a broken record I am not a broken record I am not a broken record I am not a broken record I am not a broken record..."
How do you stop the loop? And where am I spiralling to?
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 3:38 pm
missmagpie How do you stop the loop? And where am I spiralling to?If something is moving and you don't want it to - duct tape!
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 7:43 pm
Initial D Fourth Stage - Drivin' CrazyDrivin' crazy
Freakin' out, tonight I’ll shake the dust out of my mind
Power-drive, I’m turnin’ like the wheel in the dance
Don't touch the brakes or you'll kill my desire
It's gonna get cool, I wanna get higher than hell
I feel like
Drivin' crazy
Runnin' thru your soul
The speed of the fire
Drivin' crazy
Rage in the night
I feel like
Drivin' crazy
Runnin' thru your soul
The speed of the fire
Drivin' crazy
Rage in the night
In the night
Stormin' out, the steel is cryin' loud on the wild side
Skid and slide, the danger is my favorite part
Don't touch the brakes or you'll kill my desire
It's gonna get cool, I wanna get higher than hell
I feel like
Drivin' crazy
Runnin' thru your soul
The speed of the fire
Drivin' crazy
Rage in the night
I feel like
Drivin' crazy
Runnin' thru your soul
The speed of the fire
Drivin' crazy
Rage in the night
In the night
Drivin' crazy
Drivin' crazy
Don't touch the brakes or you'll kill my desire
It's gonna get cool, I wanna get higher than hell
I feel like
Drivin' crazy
Drivin' crazy
I feel like
Drivin' crazy
Runnin' thru your soul
The speed of the fire
Drivin' crazy
Rage in the night
In the night
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 2:39 am
Tough as Nails
I can see the pattern but cannot break it
Doomed to masochism I'll wait for him to hurt me again
Or wait for another to do the same
There is no end.
Endless smiles from beautiful people never change a thing
Why can't it be one of them?
A., N., and others (you all know who you are)
Come back and destroy me.
One saw too much, another too little -
But none ever saw ******** you all!
I'll burn and be intangible.
You can look but never find.
I'm here, insincere, with weapons blazing.
Come get me. I dare you.
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 8:09 pm
Ritual is life. Sweet bull, mighty bull, life.
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 8:58 pm
Love is nice to be around - especially squirmy, happy, nervous love.
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