I'm leaving the site again for the winter. Maybe I'll come back in the spring, but I think I may be starting to outgrow it all. I'll never stop loving naked women, but I don't ever get the chance to enjoy them on this site anyway. So until we meet again, SG, you have my greatest love and regards.
Never did I think I would see the world in such a way...
There is a darkness in our lives that obscures us from the the truth, from the light, of our existence. It is insidious, and all the power it has in the world lies in what we give to it. These teachings which I have spent so long denying and rebelling against finally...
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There is a darkness in our lives that obscures us from the the truth, from the light, of our existence. It is insidious, and all the power it has in the world lies in what we give to it. These teachings which I have spent so long denying and rebelling against finally...
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fukidunno:
Reading your words is like a religion to me. It makes me feel lighter inside.
[Edited on Nov 01, 2005 10:29AM]
[Edited on Nov 01, 2005 10:29AM]
kundalini:
I would like to believe that I am a part of something, a positive force that achieves a greater good, but I have never felt like I was a part of anything at all, let alone something positve.
I am terminally disconnected. My mind operates on a different frequency. My soul, a different resonance. My only strength comes from the same dissonance that rattles my psyche to pieces. I had felt that the only way to find meaning in my life was to help others, lately I've been seeing how meaningless even that once seemingly grand goal is. Faced with a youth culture that obsesses with the shallow and the vacuous I feel that it already too late to do anything good for them. I'm banging my thick skull against a slate chalkboard when dealing with a cross section of individuals who have no notion of human respect, kindness or dignity. How can one man compete against a whole culture of destruction, lies and degradation? How can even a legion of men, when the populace is so strongly conditioned by the glass teat and the effects of a one-sided class war?
Those that subvert the wonder and joy for profit are numerous and powerful. They have guile, and are without morality. I have not given in to misery, but my rage grows Sadly as my anger rises, my hope ebbs. Lately, all that I can reasonably hope for is that the Mayan Calender is correct, that this age of man will soon end, and with it, this shameful, misshapen dead thing that society has become...
I am terminally disconnected. My mind operates on a different frequency. My soul, a different resonance. My only strength comes from the same dissonance that rattles my psyche to pieces. I had felt that the only way to find meaning in my life was to help others, lately I've been seeing how meaningless even that once seemingly grand goal is. Faced with a youth culture that obsesses with the shallow and the vacuous I feel that it already too late to do anything good for them. I'm banging my thick skull against a slate chalkboard when dealing with a cross section of individuals who have no notion of human respect, kindness or dignity. How can one man compete against a whole culture of destruction, lies and degradation? How can even a legion of men, when the populace is so strongly conditioned by the glass teat and the effects of a one-sided class war?
Those that subvert the wonder and joy for profit are numerous and powerful. They have guile, and are without morality. I have not given in to misery, but my rage grows Sadly as my anger rises, my hope ebbs. Lately, all that I can reasonably hope for is that the Mayan Calender is correct, that this age of man will soon end, and with it, this shameful, misshapen dead thing that society has become...
My friends, if you are suffering, please stop and listen for a moment. Take a moment and put down all of the things that are causing unease and distress, and feel the energy of your body. Close your eyes if you need to. If you find yourself thinking about your problems again, just become aware of this and return your attention to your body. Feel...
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kundalini:
edited because I don't want to be a cynic.
To be alive is good...
[Edited on Oct 30, 2005 8:10PM]
To be alive is good...
[Edited on Oct 30, 2005 8:10PM]
I quit French for the second time today. The professor is just one of those professors that I'm never going to be able to learn from. I'm going to talk to my advisor about testing out of my foreign language requirements somehow. I'm of the opinion that I can teach myself better than the school can, so I just want a test that I can...
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Ideas for a comic brewing in my head. Still vague. I'm afraid to try and give them definition yet. I'm going to wait a little while.
Feeling a lot better about life (I really wish "alot" was the word...) lately. I don't know why. Maybe it is because I am trying to. The balance is delicate.
I hope my poem about naked punk girls makes...
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Feeling a lot better about life (I really wish "alot" was the word...) lately. I don't know why. Maybe it is because I am trying to. The balance is delicate.
I hope my poem about naked punk girls makes...
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kundalini:
The Adversary
The Satan
I like Lucifer
"The Shining One"
Rebellion as the foundation of America?
Political Heresy, my friend.
History is being re-written to support a foundation that eschews rebellion for security.
Haven't you heard?
America was founded by wealthy men -
business men who wanted to protect their right to amass ungodly amounts of wealth.
The new American way.
The embodiment of darkness and despair and suffering?
The embodiment of change I say.
Like the serpents I decorate my skin with,
transition. Growth.
Acquisition of knowledge,
that which is power.
For some, power equals control,
and that is why those in power are adverse to
allowing knowledge into the hands of others.
They "demonize" change
turn the "shining one"
the illuminated
into something
to fear.
The Satan
I like Lucifer
"The Shining One"
Rebellion as the foundation of America?
Political Heresy, my friend.
History is being re-written to support a foundation that eschews rebellion for security.
Haven't you heard?
America was founded by wealthy men -
business men who wanted to protect their right to amass ungodly amounts of wealth.
The new American way.
The embodiment of darkness and despair and suffering?
The embodiment of change I say.
Like the serpents I decorate my skin with,
transition. Growth.
Acquisition of knowledge,
that which is power.
For some, power equals control,
and that is why those in power are adverse to
allowing knowledge into the hands of others.
They "demonize" change
turn the "shining one"
the illuminated
into something
to fear.
arete:
wow, you're back!!
milton is excellent. im glad you like him.
thanks for your advice
milton is excellent. im glad you like him.
thanks for your advice
It feels like I'm living life through a view-master right now.
I'm trying to write a comic script currently. You would think with all the comics I read, and cartoons I watch, that it would come pretty easily, but not necessarily so. A friend of mine and I were sitting around complaining about the writing in Batman the other day, and he said "I could...
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I'm trying to write a comic script currently. You would think with all the comics I read, and cartoons I watch, that it would come pretty easily, but not necessarily so. A friend of mine and I were sitting around complaining about the writing in Batman the other day, and he said "I could...
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fukidunno:
Do you think the change of seasons has anything to do with the transitional unsettling way you feel?
Edited to say, thanks for the idea for the costume. I am taking this seriously. Last time I dressed up, I was a dead bridesmaid. Good use of a bad dress, but nobody got it.
[Edited on Oct 17, 2005 8:15PM]
Edited to say, thanks for the idea for the costume. I am taking this seriously. Last time I dressed up, I was a dead bridesmaid. Good use of a bad dress, but nobody got it.
[Edited on Oct 17, 2005 8:15PM]
fukidunno:
Ha, this is me most of the time, I swear it could be my own personal govt. warning label. I want to use this but it just wouldn't be right, although you should consider copyrighting it, then maybe I could.... hmmm...
"Sometimes I want to respond to the things you say, but lack the content of mind to articulate anything. When I am alone, it seems as if my mind has plenty of things to say, yet when the opportunity presents itself to participate in meaningful discourse, it sometimes leaves me high and dry. Your contact, nonetheless, is greatly appreciated."
I think mostly when I'm alone and far away from my computer, about posts, weird, maybe. oh well.
"Sometimes I want to respond to the things you say, but lack the content of mind to articulate anything. When I am alone, it seems as if my mind has plenty of things to say, yet when the opportunity presents itself to participate in meaningful discourse, it sometimes leaves me high and dry. Your contact, nonetheless, is greatly appreciated."
I think mostly when I'm alone and far away from my computer, about posts, weird, maybe. oh well.
Well, I've started getting used to feeling kind of disillusioned and right now it really isn't so bad. I went out with this girl for a couple of days, but realized that I have no business being in a relationship right now and bailed out of it. I'm not entirely sure that it is possible for me to be romantically interested in anyone anymore. I...
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kundalini:
I'll take the optimist's stance and say that it is a matter of finding the right girl.
And did you see what Bizarro did? That's fucked up. It seems so out of character...
And did you see what Bizarro did? That's fucked up. It seems so out of character...
holy_mountain:
Bizarro land is a strange place indeed. 
kundalini:
Now I know where the rap kids got the ideas for the big necklaces.
Thinking about The Sixth Sense today. I can't help but feel the gravity of the notion that some of us might be walking dead, and not even realize it. I feel as a branch cut off from the vine. It's raining a lot today. I don't enjoy the rain very much, but still find myself venturing out into it to avoid the sterility of my...
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Fully actualizing my dorky love for the humanities, I had this idea for a paper I would like to write yesterday. I was thinking about common motifs in revenge stories. I'm sure this ground has been covered somewhere by someone in some way before, but I remember thinking about how cool it was that across mediums and genres, the stories share the same similiarities. I...
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fukidunno:
Damn....
Sorry..
I had to read back a few, catch up if you will. I have to comment of the four hours of titties. How hilarious, and true.
Sorry..
I had to read back a few, catch up if you will. I have to comment of the four hours of titties. How hilarious, and true.
I wish you success and joy.