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 Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 12:37 pm
Eh, sort of a story that I thought of writing, or is it a poem? I dunno, these are just thoughts I had.
Just numb.
Times in your life when the world around you seems to freeze, stop. Like someone is watching you through a television, or a videocamera, computer screen, and decide to hit pause. Although, the only thing that's still going is your mind. It's racing, thinking about the possibilities, it's trying to believe, trying to repress, trying to think.
Freeze frame. Your breath catches, seems like your heart skips a beat.
Play. Then it hits you. Is it possible? How can it happen, no, this must be a cruel joke.
Stop. Assess the situation, what's happening, why is this happening. God, are you there?
Fast forward. Just staring, now you see with your own eyes. Everything that happened between now and then, just a blurr, talking heads, scenery moving by fast, trying to catch up with your mind which is already a different place. It's there, where you are now, it just had to have your physical presences and your eyes to believe.
Pain in your temples, and your throat burns. Why, is this happening. What kind of cruel joke is it, welcome to reality once again.
Fast forward, it's like a horror movie, everything seems darker, but yet...somehow brighter? Maybe it's in the last moments that the sun chooses to look down into that room, to illuminate the surroundings, to make sure everything is clear for you. These are the last memories, why not light them up with the sun. So you can remember every face, every detail, so you can know for a fact that everybody was there that could make it. A sense of...family.
Om Asatoma Sadgamaya. From the unreal lead me to the real, here I am now, this cannot be more real for me, I can hear my own heart beat, my breath coming slowly. There's that burning sensation in my throat again, and my vision gets blurry.
Tamasoma Jyoti Gamaya. From darkness lead me to the light, may God keep you, and comfort you. This has to happen to everybody, my breath catches again.
Myrityoma Amritam Gamaya. From death lead me into immortality. And I will always remember you, until that day comes for me also.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:30 pm
Wow Psy. Powerful words there.
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Dangerous Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 10:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 10:59 pm
I need to get another turntable so I can have music playing all the time, and so I don't wear out the motors on my Technics. Either that or find a way to digitize my records.
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 8:54 am
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 10:13 am
Psychosis I need to get another turntable so I can have music playing all the time, and so I don't wear out the motors on my Technics. Either that or find a way to digitize my records. does your sound card have a "line-in" port? try that.....should be able to buy a stereo to 1/8" connector for a few bucks
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Dangerous Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 4:31 pm
ME TOO FOR CHRIST SAKE! I WANNA KILL MY HISTORY TEACHER!!! WAAAARRRRRRRRRRR!
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 12:00 am
White Linen ME TOO FOR CHRIST SAKE! I WANNA KILL MY HISTORY TEACHER!!! WAAAARRRRRRRRRRR! Just remember, if you walk up and shoot him in the face, it's murder. But if you tear him limb from limb, and sacrifice his organs to various Deities, it's an Insanity Plea. (I'm kidding... I do not condone murder... I was making a joke...) (nsp)
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The Original Ultramoose Crew
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 12:17 am
jopwie White Linen ME TOO FOR CHRIST SAKE! I WANNA KILL MY HISTORY TEACHER!!! WAAAARRRRRRRRRRR! Just remember, if you walk up and shoot him in the face, it's murder. But if you tear him limb from limb, and sacrifice his organs to various Deities, it's an Insanity Plea. (I'm kidding... I do not condone murder... I was making a joke...) (nsp) I codone the murder
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 12:41 am
Oh but of course, Mr Stabbity Stab Stab I condone the Insanity Plea
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 10:02 am
Random thought #523253123981537
so, where do we go from here?
i've got a convoluted sense of empathy.
you've got a dull mind, a bright smile
and we've got a few stale crumbs
of a life we never knew.
don't darken my day
with those frowning brows.
don't toss me away
like some broken arrow.
i just wanna stay on the right track
for once.
or is that what got us here
in the first place?
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 12:03 pm
 ninja That's an artistic representation of my sleep deprivation from last night.
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 12:15 pm
That, made me smile. smile
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 12:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 10:02 pm
I wonder if there is such a thing as a revers sex change...no not the skateboard manuver...i know that exists....
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