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Obama

Posted by Helen D on January 20, 2009 at 8:27pm

This is a good day. Obama sworn in as President! Wow!CAN HE DO IT? Yeeeess... - But will America let him?I sincerely hope so. What America does affects us all and I would really like us to be affected by what President Obama says

NEW DAY

Posted by Missy aka Mom on January 20, 2009 at 4:41pm

It is a new dayBetter than the lastMy hope is that he is on a higher level than the rest.Corruption is not for us allNot so concerned with men that own jet planes and down size those belowInterested in the rest, those in the general seating section.Those who can not buy influence, they have nothing to sellThose who live the everyday lifeThe masses are full of great expectations....as am IThis new day..today..Please think of the future, lets learn from our past.The world, as one, needs someoneLook at all this worlds life with compassionCan one man make a differencecan heIt is a new dayWe have some answersWe all hold the keyStart small dream bigWe can make a differenceWe can live with compassion, demand itI shall ask not.......

Untitled

Posted by Frediohead on January 20, 2009 at 12:37pm

Oh to be Dreamless

Posted by PrttyBrd on January 20, 2009 at 10:00am

Bad dreams.The worst kind really.The kind that linger when you're awakened drowning in anguished tears.It's been days and my heart still bears the wounds burned there by the images in my head.This time the nightmares weren't my own.Not the past and not a foreseeable future.Searching for meaning in the twisted and disturbing.There is none to be found.Sleep deprivation and hormones just sound like excuses.I feel somehow, stained.Marred forever by the morbid.Have you ever dreamt so real that it made you question your waking reality?Trying to shake it off, but it clings like tree sap to the soul.Easily aggravated by all things.Why can't we choose the things that we are numb to?So tired, and so very afraid to close my eyes.Our Fathers and Hail Marys to the rescue?It will keep my head busy until I fall asleep.That's the plan anyway.Wish me luck.

in-significar

Posted by Aurora Lidell on January 19, 2009 at 5:00pm

When we all believe that humanity is going to the heaven... succesfully[?]. Working on important things like son-androids and realities that are more real than relality is [suspiciously], making the best garbage for people who wants not to listen music, but wants not to hear nature either. When we feel sinister and living with neoliberals invading all you can see and all you can't see too. Is hard to wake up while listening voices talking about culture and how important is to be smart and become part of a elite which dedicates to recycle old forms of understanding time and space, because they don't want anybody to know anything and they want to be the only ones that owns knowledge.
As if life meant "human". As if we were everlasting. As if we died and life itself would finish...

[...] i don't hate arabs. and i don't kill them just because it seems like we're better as humans in this half of world thanks to this time machine that we've built for walking "forward". So, in this order, we signify time, re-signify acts and in-signify life.

a cup of tea

Posted by N on January 19, 2009 at 3:14am

you crack the walls
wailing in the kitchen,
a hundred flowers around your head.

who has the last howl,
who has the last howl,

and who will don the furred mask for me?

[ Draft ]

Posted by Thomas Jerome Newton on January 19, 2009 at 1:43am

i breed fear.

Just Stop Talking!

Posted by PrttyBrd on January 18, 2009 at 11:55pm

Frustration takes hold with no warningVenom spews forth unprovokedPictures painted with acid tonguesHearts burned by thoughtlessnessBlood simmers and pressure buildsUnreasonable and unfeelingRemorse comes too late

there is NO measure of HEALTH to be well adjusted in

Posted by A Catelyst Eleven on January 18, 2009 at 9:30pm

there is NO measure of HEALTH to bewell adjusted ina sick minded society.....

MY YOUTUBE CHANNEL !!

Posted by rarakse on January 18, 2009 at 9:00pm

https://www.youtube.com/user/rarakse <--- come and enjoy.. :-d i made some cover videos with my guitar!(radiohead..etc)

“O’Leary, O’Reilly, O’Hare & O’Hara; There's no one as Irish as Barack O'Bama". By Hardy Drew & The Nancy Boys.

Posted by URNotMYfellowDJ on January 18, 2009 at 2:30pm

scratch yourself to life

Posted by Thomas Jerome Newton on January 17, 2009 at 4:00pm

i only said the half of it. she did the same. my actions do not speak louder than my words because im holding very still and whispering contradictory assurances. we're both afraid of the truth.once there was a little man who lived in crooked house and he fell down and broke his nose.

Just a Moment Ago

Posted by PrttyBrd on January 17, 2009 at 9:16am

I am so moved I feel helpless. There is something profound in the openness of others. Bravery, if but for a moment, can be monumental to self and others. Deeply touched and wanting to embrace until the crying stops, until the pain disappears. Unable to help.Everyone has pain. For some, it is blatantly harsh. For others, so subtle they don't even know they are broken. These things have a way of popping up at the most inopportune moments. To put it out there for the world, to be that honest with yourself leaves me in awe. It is easy to hide behind twisted words and obscure references to ones personal horror. To be understood in theory only, not ever realizing the depth of the unseen injuries inflicted by a past that you're longing to forget.Ah, to be free enough to accept it as part of you. To no longer be a victim, to release its hold and be able to move on with everything. To forgive and let go. That is what I find enviable. It is something I am, as yet, unable to do. It is all in the perception. But the thoughts bring so much fear and pain that I don't want it to be a part of who I am. I understand that by fighting it, it's hold becomes stronger and evermore entrenched within me. Yet, to accept it, seems like I am embracing it rather than letting go. Perhaps I must do one to enable myself to do the other. Is it always that way?There are lessons learned in others' pain, in their joy, and in their examples. If it moves you, good or bad, then you walk away with something. Sometimes, what seems like nothing, will change you forever.I am disturbed, and very thankful.

Rest in Peace, Andrew Wyeth

Posted by Andrea Draper Noll on January 16, 2009 at 3:39pm

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090116/ap_on_en_ot/obit_andrew_wyeth"I'm in the middle of your picture, lying in the reeds."

Words You'll Never Hear

Posted by PrttyBrd on January 16, 2009 at 8:51am

The line of your jawThe curve of your neckThe slightest pout in the softest lipsThere is something exceptional in the parts of youThe way your eyes change with your moodThe way your smile softens, everythingThe way you get nervous...stillYou move meThe thought of you tickles meThe reality of you gives me hopeThe way you look at meAll that is good in me is in your eyes

It takes you places

Posted by PrttyBrd on January 16, 2009 at 8:30am

Be MineAt My Most BeautifulI'll Take the RainBeen listening to some of R.E.M.'s more delicate stuff. It's been awhile. Don't know why I pulled it out, but I do love it so. I suppose all good music takes you someplace, either within yourself or wholly removed.

Why would anyone choose to be famous?

Posted by PrttyBrd on January 16, 2009 at 8:00am

To go through life when everyone thinks they know youEveryone has an agendaEveryone has an opinionUnable to let down your guardUnimaginable solitudeAlone with your thoughtsSurrounded by the trusted fewIn fear of the misguidedAlways botheredGone are the days of strolling through townNo longer able to enjoy a quiet lunchWhat is a peaceful afternoon?People lose perspectiveEveryone wants a pieceThey want to touch to make it realWho knows where they've beenWho cares what they wantPeople think they know you by something you have doneThey bond with you in their minds, in their heartsYet, eternally a strangerHow can you be who everyone thinks you areYou are many things to many peopleNone of which are youYou are just a person like any otherThey will never understand that you can't love them backThey are not to you what you have become to themHow can they ever be?They want to consume youThey want to be like youThey want to become youThey want to devour youThey want to love youBut you can never be who they think you areYou can only be who you actually areYou're confinement is on their shouldersThey push and you hideDoing your best to protect what is yours,What is real to you,What is leftEveryone thinks they know youAnd everyone is wrong

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009!!

Posted by herpMcderp on January 15, 2009 at 5:33pm

Words can not............

Posted by Missy aka Mom on January 15, 2009 at 5:14pm

COLD so COLD.......... I fear for their safety, my old girls struggle even with blankets, extra grain, and heated water. I now have a heated blanket in a cardboard box for the cats. Last count five cats one on top of the next, even Thomas, the 30 pound bully, in with the rest. This cold is hard,15 minutes at a time is all i can do. Words can not express how thankful i am for a warm home, warm bed, and warm heart. Time to make a second pot of coffee, some homemade bread, the kids want to make cookies....diet be damned on days like these. Hope that all are warm.

disk f

Posted by Thomas Jerome Newton on January 14, 2009 at 11:00pm

sometimes, talking is the worst thing. and silence would just give them ideas. sometimes one must use BODY LANGUAGE. an incline of a jawline toward a pantyline is the bottom line.

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