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heyladiladi STONER ON THE SNUKA CBH ROTISSERIE	posted on 01-02-2002 @ 1:44 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: May. 01	... and starting the New Year off with a bang. A Mistake I'm gonna make a mistake- I'm gonna do it on purpose I'm gonna waste my time Cuz I' full as a tick And I' scratching at the surface And what I find is mine And when the day is done, and I look back And the fact is I had fun, fumbling around All the advice I shunned, and I ran Where they told me not to run, but I sure Had fun, so I'm gonna fuck it up again I'm gonna do another detour Unpave my path And if you wanna make sense Whatcha looking at me for I'm no good at math And when I find my way back, The fact is I just may stay, or I may not I've acquired quite a taste For a well-made mistake I wanna mistake why can't I make a mistake? I'm always doing what I think I should Almost always doing everybody good Why Do I wanna do right, of course but Do I really wanna feel I'm forced to Answer you, hell no I've acquired quite a taste For a well-made mistake, I wanna Make a mistake, why can't I make a mistake I'm always doing what I think I should Almost always doing everybody good Why I want a girl that smells the coffee ... I want a girl who spills the wine ... I want a girl with mangled hair and words that never quite define ... I want a girl with a short skirt and a looooooooong ... jacket
SLASH Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans)	posted on 01-02-2002 @ 2:50 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00	Sleep to Dream I tell you how I feel, but you don't care I say tell me the truth, but you don't dare You say love is a hell you cannot bear And I say gimme mine back and then go there for all I care I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream You got your head in the clouds and you're not at all what you seem This mind, this body, and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways So don't forget what I told you, don't come around, I got my own hell to raise I have never been so insulted in all my life I could swallow the seas to wash down all this pride First you run like a fool just to be at my side And now you run like a fool, but you just run to hide, and I can't abide I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream You got your head in the clouds and you're not at all what you seem This mind, this body, and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways So don't forget what I told you, don't come around, I got my own hell to raise Don't make it a big deal, don't be so sensitive We're not playing a game anymore; you don't have to be so defensive Don't you plead me your case, don't bother to explain Don't even show me your face, 'cuz it's a crying shame Just go back to the rock from under which you came Take the sorrow you gave and all the stakes you claim And don't forget the blame I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream You got your head in the clouds and you're not at all what you seem This mind, this body, and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways So don't forget what I told you, don't come around, I got my own hell to raise AIM: SmarterChild Write To Me Here I think it all started with the Declaration of Independence -- the idea that we had the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. That pursuit is what took America from the revolution to the computer age in 200 years. But the progress has come at a price. The obvious being the people that were exploited to make it possible; the not so obvious being us, the first group of people that were given no obvious frontiers to conquer. We hear stories that about the good old days that don't seem to apply anymore. It's a generation gap that leaves us without role models. But the bright side is that without role models, there are no roles. Maybe that's what the 60s were all about -- getting rid of the roles. But what do we replace them with? Without any guidance, what do we replace them with? Without any guidance, the choices become overwhelming. Sometimes it just makes everything feel hopeless. So we destroy our bodies in the search of an ideal. Try to salvage relationships that don't work. We feel we must do something, instead of doing something that we feel. It is the prison of self-imposed momentum, and the sad part is that we get used to it. It reminds me of a song I heard the other day. It's called "The Going Nowhere Fast." But the people I have met here have shown me another side of Nowhere. They've pointed out the beautiful irony that stagnation makes it easy to stop and smell the roses, if we just let it. What would we be if we had nothing to rebel against? Well we could finally be ourselves, the first group of people who stopped looking for the answers long enough to appreciate the questions. And all we have to do is to make our own Declaration of Independence. We can embrace the right to life and liberty by simply realizing that happiness exists -- not to pursue, but to accept. After that the only challenge would be to make sure with the rest of our lives that we weren't just another fad. I don't know, it's an idea. What do you think?

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