all the gold you can find take it, nature is so kind. plate your house with this gold in golden mirror watch yourself grow old. pair of golden shoes on your feet you've got even a golden teeth. you were greedy right from the start people know you for your "golden" heart. but when you die, you avid fool gold comes back, nature is cruel.
X-RATED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you watch the beggars from your golden tower as you take your daily golden shower.......:bugeye: Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
between the walls here are my enemies here are my friends what i see, no one one else sees here are the beginnings here are the ends.
parallel fictions and schizophrenic paranoia the poster on my livingroom wall says: i want to believe. i think it should say: i want to know. but it says i want to believe. and it means i don't believe. believe what? the picture where the text is? or is it just there to brainwash me to believe anything? (there's was a knock at my door.) they sent me two of those. i ordered just one. was it a mistake? i like to think it was. there's a word "lie" in the word "believe". i don't remember why i bought this thing. did i bought it at all? maybe they sent me a wrong poster. (i didn't answer the door.) who made this poster? the picture is fake. it's so obvious. and they know that too. so maybe it's not the picture, maybe it's the text. (i waited.) but why two posters? why even one? i want to lie. there's the message. they want to lie. and that means they know the truth. (i got up and went to the kitchen.) i want to believe. they don't believe, because they know. (i looked through the window. there was a man waving at me.) they want me to know it too. why two posters? two different meanings. i want to believe the lie. (i ignored him. on my way back to the bedroom, i noticed a letter on the floor.) that means i don't believe the lie, i know it. what do i know? the lie or the truth? the truth, i think. (the letter said: so you didn't open the door. don't worry. there's a man outside waving to you. follow him.) the truth that there's a lie about the truth. why would i want to believe the lie? (so i followed. i don't know why, but i'm glad i did. after i saw what happened to you down there.)
measuring the sun ------------------------ don't ask just do, remember? i don't think we should be so near we are doing this for her damn, it's getting hot in here view of the future ---------------------- look how happy they are, their children playing, in harmony, no cruelty, no hatred among them. i'm almost glad they did come and conquer our world. and i can see why they locked us in these "houses". they know us better than we ourselves. look how happy they are. they are what we're meant to be.
okay, this one is true...Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! to that evil printing press -------------------------------- "deliver" is the word you should use, when you change your ones into twos. it's like you had a mind of your own, when you're printing that tome... of the book not known...yet.
Storm A lost ship on a cold ocean I see, Large clouds above that cast darkness and gloom. And there in dispair's shadow turmoil breeds. Raining on sad decks fall anguish and doom. Tossed by waves of gray, the vessel flounders. Bridled by heavy cargo and torn sail, It rolls and wanders. The storm growns louder. Threatening to plunder, a dark troubled gail. From safe shore I yell, hold tight your strong grip! Hold there yourself, against that stormy wind. Do not surrender your troubled ship. Hold there still your courage. I see in the the distance a calm clear place. Hold steady your courage. Give not pain's haste. --Bowser Wowser
Love and Eyes I look into thine Eyes Their gaze lift, Meet mine Beautiful, soft grin A pit in my stomach many, or one pin Incomparable beauty Almost like a dream But solid reality I witness Your Eyes gleam "Be careful," I utter, "I may fall in love with you." "Who's falling?" she asks. "I've already landed."
hey all! sorry i havent posted in a damn long time just been doing alot od stuff lately, any way heres a poem ive posted before but thin is the whole thing. love hath sent doom? Angels and demons in the light look forth to bask, into the sight a angel sit with wings abroad touching grace, and aura awed demon gazes a glimpse of her seen beauty fills his mind; cuts so keen vision, distant star burning bright so pleasing is this to his sight not a word to exchange to her but now words in his lips quiver nothing but whispers to come he, watches her pass , and not to see. spite, woe, and rage. fills his cruel mind turns to red and wonders to hide. demon ugly, non give a brow and fate twisted would it allow an angel of such beauty to, look at something, that is over due thoughts in his head, can I feel can I love, known as this real ? hell hath doomed eternal place could she an angel kiss this face? could the fates that weave destiny? be upon such anger, harsh to me Clotho who woof the thread of mine Lachesis with length of life divine and Atropos who cuts short what is wrong or right in the court shell decide, and bring forth my hell set, incased in this ruthless cell my body chained deformed, on lake of this a new found, world and shake thine demon into the depth feel the angel love and seek is real you must ascend to the kingdom but forth to renounce all the doom that you live and hold so familiar move, rise and come to the healer her light shines into your eyes now I’m in love but I know not how apprehension would it find me? would it shed the light now, to see upon this vision that forth daze send me spinning , in mind and maze alluring me to forsake this a world of my unhappiness but to give up all I hold dear would fate really be for me fair? would time forgive, what I’ve become? what I’ve lost, and that which I love. this girl that sits with features pure sight, pupils enjoy, colors lure and I would give anything to be, with her, and to give this could she in turn, love me? As with a soul for thou, id give her all extol. sitting there in the scarlet hell I now will break free from this cell! harsh lightning with eerie red glow shall rive the sky’ apart, to show celestial stair case, will deliver on the vale of radiant shiver me to the steps of heaven to, clam thy love for her, and light’s hue. journey long, but nothing worthless for this enchantment, and her kiss though hath not ever touched me or felt I watch with, admired eyes melt thoughts of something, passion that rise this hell will not be my demise soaring through the blaze, crimson fire not nun, the vast ocean tinge sapphire I shall now leave be hind, eternity of pain and dark, climb brilliancy set with her, caress and feel this and never would I leave this greatness graze the peak of the holy entrance the gates of heaven stand advance sit at the presence the portal await judgment like a mortal at the flight, and then trust upward to the passage, waiting in the horde then to travel through door , she stood with grace, lift with soft hand, her hood golden hair, in light bask, forth life her wings now rise, and reach in rife complexion fair, emerald eyes share so much into heart, memorize, this her charm delicate appearance a now sought for, endless romance stand and she came to my embrace we stood ahold and in ‘other grace the ground phantom, and then we fell on our way, enfold fall to hell a chasm, open and the mouth swallow and the wind fell ,and we follow into a ruby blaze, reaching out plea not with the damned that shout we will not stay in this blaze, scream we awake to each other, was dream awake in bed, holding ‘other again and yet the feelings never wane love hath sent no doom or pain. (c) jonathan ryan alligood 3-23-02
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Very nice, iced earth, it seems you've finally found your way out if hell...
have i have i realy, i just woke up from a night mare , i haven't looked out side yet muahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
I Kicked The Habit I kicked the habit cold turkey I was just a junkie whose life was a setting sun I was a glass of water in the noon day desert I was headlights in the trailing night But now I'm clean and I probably never really loved her anyway
a man was accused of theft but how can he steal something there ain't when the judge had finally left a girl said: "he only stole my heart." --------------------------------------- to my murderer - - - - - - - - what i remember from life as i'm writing to you is only you and your knife and the pain that feels so true. -------------------------------- i can see you every night and sometimes in my dreams but what i see is distant light and you are only a star, it seems. ------------------------------- nightmares during the day make you laugh as you weep you can listen, you certainly may but i think it's time to sleep. (return of the revenge of my crappy writings, part who knows what) ps. oh, almost forgot. a smiley Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
TAMPONS Transom beauty Filtering in a state of washed brushing and willowing over me. Tumbling down a glass of Radcliff glass on a tree With light lighting up the sky, and no conjusctions, no alliterations, no screamers, no wolfs screaming the moon over higher than one can see his feet. S does it drip like a butterbox Some people told me to take out the butter and place long sticks o butterinia Oh! How I was delighted. Korning: By a river of dead-blood he told em his wings had outgrown his Flight pattern In a Blind rush he was never focusing on his syntax and screaming Like a thousand wolfs with no cause, no reason to rebel He was tearing for three plants in a massive forest of dangered lights. Tampons here! Tampons Here! Birds exhausted thir oppurtunites and rushed to find another king perependicular to thes ea, We rushed after them and found migrations was dramatically overrated. Wwhhhhhate is it now? Are there danger ous days ahead? ALBERT HIJACKED Fulfilling pullingsucking bllod fromsemesn I am free to give away my sole From the sea The crawled to my feet, in a swirling unisinspired brown mass of the moment Like most of us at the moment Tecumseh smiled a secondary smile and tore a thirdary book from the suppressed hungethe story of Indian American (blah!) movement Take me.here swill falls into martini while you smile, and see me sitting Uninhibited and unselfconscious She was unknowing, while Albert was hijacked, and I was smiling.
