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    Quote Originally Posted by SleepyWitch View Post
    hey this is really weird.
    Yeah that was the idea!

    Quote Originally Posted by SleepyWitch View Post
    I like these lines best I've got a thing for horses (not real ones, but those that got misused by philosophers to illustrate some point that has nothing to do with horses at all )
    I don't know about these horses of which you speak, but, yes, I agree, I like those lines best.

    Weirdly, as I was writing this, someone just walked by my desk with a dog on a leash. Not really that relevant, but somehow, it was quite weird.

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    Exclamation

    The Bible-thumper was adamant
    in trying to convince me
    that Satan actually existed.
    I turned to a man
    who had walked up almost unoticed.
    "Can you believe this guy?
    He's ready for the funny farm, he is?"
    "What's the problem with him?" He asked.
    "He thinks the devil and hell are real."
    The guy's eyes became pits of fire.
    "Oh, that. I do. It does. Anything else?"

    Pendragon
    Some of us laugh
    Some of us cry
    Some of us smoke
    Some of us lie
    But it's all just the way
    that we cope with our lives...

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    We have tried for so long with this
    separation of our corticle axes
    but achieved
    only a plate of brains on a plate,
    turning grey in the diffuse light
    of Cordoba's main square.

    Let us try your ritual again
    not in some arcadian meadow outside Strasbourg
    where we already know death is too
    but here
    where it is most needed, Herr Man,
    on my desk in this office
    where the grey carpet tiles, clean as they are,
    may yet benefit from purification
    by the slaughter and bleeding of a goat.
    Last edited by blp; 01-28-2008 at 03:46 PM.

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    This is dark, but I like it.
    There is no polite way
    of being happy

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    Yet as I read it again, I strangely feel lighter. Maybe that's the power of ambiguity where you can come up with your own interpretation that helps in particular, as the mind creates what it seeks.
    There is no polite way
    of being happy

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    Yet as I read it again, I strangely feel lighter. Maybe that's the power of ambiguity where you can come up with your own interpretation that helps in particular, as the mind creates what it seeks.
    There is no polite way
    of being happy

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    Sorry, duplicate, but the connection barrier caused that.
    There is no polite way
    of being happy

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    W E I R D

    Wonderful feelings I have being with you
    Everywhere we go is so totally new
    I know that this is just a generated view
    Realised by pixels and computer graphics
    Doesn't make it less real than molecules and matter
    "Man, of all the animals, is probably the only one to regard himself as a great delicacy".
    Jacques Yves Cousteau



    Location: Turks and Caicos Islands,2003

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    Quote Originally Posted by white camellia View Post
    Yet as I read it again, I strangely feel lighter. Maybe that's the power of ambiguity where you can come up with your own interpretation that helps in particular, as the mind creates what it seeks.
    I know it's my own, but I find it makes me laugh.

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    Quote Originally Posted by blp View Post
    Let us try your ritual again
    not in some arcadian meadow outside Strasbourg
    where we already know death is too
    but here
    where it is most needed, Herr Man,
    on my desk in this office
    where the grey carpet tiles, clean as they are,
    may yet benefit from purification
    by the slaughter and bleeding of a goat.
    I love this stanza

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    Pen and blp's poems are far too easy to connect

    Another Monday
    The manager clocks us late
    Waiting at the door;
    After lunch we will send him -
    And his watch - to lazy gods
    No day but today



    -God is real, unless proclaimed integer-

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    Spring is early as it never was,
    we must decide perceptually,
    Lucanus cervus, your antlers are stuck
    in the bark. Don't you see your nimble legs
    aren't dancing at all, you're flailing,
    it's 2: 0 for the tree.
    Lovingly and with awareness,
    stag beetle, where's your wife now?
    Why don't you go home?
    All hope reduced to showering bums,
    because it's fun and you're so frisky,
    so ggnaaaaaaaaaahh,
    unworthy,
    too good.......
    don't touch, don't, don't tell me I'm beautiful,
    I'll pay this time and next time you won't, either,
    so we're square,
    selective reading of drying hair,
    all those years you peeked at her collarbones,
    come on, hurry up
    Tongue attached to palate,
    channel of divine blessing,
    no this slope isn't going down,
    it's a slip of the eye,
    like when you drive on the
    highway at 1. a.m., red lights ahead,
    on

    off

    on

    off

    airstrip, aliens, goddamit!
    All stations, this is the brain:
    prepare for cardiac arrest!
    .
    .
    .
    .
    .
    .
    .
    .

    It's only a windfarm after all,
    speak after me in the silence.
    Return.
    Now.

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    here's another very weird and pointless one:





    What use is der Mensch,
    so elegant and pure,
    applicable to all,
    except himself,
    you're not the first to get married,
    and not the last to die,
    the bigger the horse,
    the longer its legs.
    Only yesterday you were eagerly confessing
    until death do us part,
    you hereby named this ship
    a new beginning,
    new fragrance, redolent, happy,
    custom made sails as clean and white as these
    must surely reach the shore,
    no captains need apply.
    But quite by accident the twittering lark
    had strangled the nightingale in its nest
    under a blue sky when days were bright
    and birds went unwatched
    for lack of unlucky omens.
    and all things considered
    IN CAPITAL LETTERS,
    night is just retrospect inverted,
    head talking to itself.
    Last edited by SleepyWitch; 05-22-2008 at 06:24 AM.

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    Quote Originally Posted by mir View Post
    Pen and blp's poems are far too easy to connect
    It's a red herring!

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    I'm walking on a hillside
    with the light behind it.

    Rabbits that live on this hill
    stay hidden in their holes.

    Another thinks on the hill
    and stays apart from it.

    I also think on the hill,
    but I don't think of it.

    Why didn't I think of it?
    It is so obvious.

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