starchild9

Have a good time, ya know it is still possible to have a good time without the electronics and the addictive substances.....though doesnt canni grow on the side fo the road down their?
So maybe you will have a nit of a taste of yourmodern lifestyle of the right patch of weeds comes your way!

thank ya

That move would be a "Flip a Bitch" japanese style ahha!
I am sure there must be a technical term for that move but I know nothing abt wrestling

yea, my birthcontrol is fucking crazy, and i feel liek i'm dying. thanks for the concern, i think it's def. time to figure something else out...
and, i named myself.

Hey thanks for the happy birthday, I completey agree wiht your analysis of the hurricane as one of the principle learning experience for the american people, unfortunetly as you have highlighted I think these environment based examples will become more freuquent until it destroys all who keep setting it off balance....and GWB junior is the main representative for that "class of people".

Your place sounds really awesome, though the Bahams dont really have that nasty of reputation in general heheh
Good luck to your friend (Has she subscribed to SG yet I.E can I check her out befer she becomes to big for common folk like myself).

Lastly but not least, a timeless concept you have observed with K.I.D, for example the poem on my most recent post was actually posted after a poem I had just created on Venla's journal:
a coquette in fur purr for the painted bird
here you are
looking back to what you will be
an outline of a still painting
the back of Diego Riviera's muse
sits musing
to where will this bird go
what sits in it's wise gaze to the right
so that when these feathers take flight
on bright as day light skin
folding around her to enable feathers to wrap the air
then colours will fill in as we see her take off from a birds eye point of view
feet folded on each side for a long journey ahead

in which partially the struggle to create this poem in the glitchyness of my computer resulted in

See me run
run away from you
becasue they will be circling soon
gotta run
gotta see what hammers will come down
for running nowhere
see if they will get me for typing
this song
which I would describe as running
running to long
mouths dont run off
they hide and they seek
but they wont be finding my lips in which to speak
I dont speak for them
I only act
acting like something
isnt wrong
can you imagine what isnt wrong
I cant imagine
until I stop running

in my latest journal.
Thus the we can observe how the squigli's transcend to become intertwined as a force in which in this case point A the structure of the poetry has large amounts of openess to move with towards completion(I actually made a mutation of this poem in another post) while by B their is a linearity of reaction tying the structure down in the threat of no end point to what pushes these words.
Well that are all my thoughts for now.

Yes..Of course Ive seen The Island...Scarlett is HOTTTTTTTTTT........I liked it....