zenhell

how is the retreat treating you? where are you anyway?

gorgeous.... gorgeous...

its only so exciting . . .

its called Xcrawl: The Guild Book. its a continuation of this RPG book that I wrote last year called Xcrawl. Its an alternative history type of thing.

follow the link from my homepage if you want to check it out

be well

ph

as always your words (whether channeled or penned by you) are amazing and fit "just so."

mkay. i adore you and all's i got's to go by is a devil cartoon breathing fire. now THAT'S a powerful spirit, zenhell...

elliott smith

you should go get the december issue of spin. There is an artical about his death and the new cd and it is an amazing 10 page artical. I really really think any fan should read it... you will really get a good look into his life and it is one of the most inspiring things i have ever read.

[Edited on Dec 20, 2004 12:17PM]

The tree of enlightenment was tall and outstanding. Its trunk was diamond, its main boughs were semi-precious stones, its branches and twigs were of various precious elements. The leaves, spreading in all directions, provided shade, like clouds. The precious blossoms were of various colors, the branching twigs spread out their shadows. Also, the fruits were jewels containing a blazing radiance. They were together with the flowers in great arrays. The entire circumference of the tree emanated light; within the light there rained precious stones, and within each gem were enlightened beings, in great hosts, like clouds, simultaneously appearing.
Avatamsaka (Flower Adornment) Sutra

What a tale! (Abelard/Heloise) -

(audible gasp!)

*sacred bow to you

dorky, I know, but still, you're the kind of vibratory energy that keeps me alive. instead of being a black hole, trying to suck all the light for your own enjoyment. you reflect it for everyone to enjoy. so I.........*bow my head.

peace

Zen you are the dude. and anybody who dosen't think so can come see me about it.

okay . . . best black sabbath ablum? Black flag?

hip - thanks my man

be well,

punkinhead

yes, please

(whew. you are back.)

*hug*

fancy fashion
poems on satan
living breathing
walking eulogy

satan, he epitomizes
fallen angels and
dreams deferred and dashed
the gnat in your birthday pudding
flies on your anniversary picnic cake

and what of dante's levels
new and refined degrees of hell
from the soft to the hard again

jesus was down
he knew what was up with the shadow side of things
for every saint, a sinner,
jesus plays blackjack with beelzebub
on the regular
it helps them keep one another sharp
and in check

no one gets it, see,
satan ain't no enemy,
he's the flip side of you, and jesus,
and me

pissed and paranoid foul odious
the habits and the aberrance
mistakes we just can't break
reminding us we're fallible
and fall-ing-able

wicked undertow in the fool's card
tarot

he's just a smile, shapeshifted, is all
we are all one, all of us
he represents the truth gone scorned
he's the shitstarter inside us who needs to be adorned
brought back into the fold
and finally, adored

[Edited on Mar 29, 2003]

tell it, man...blow... blow...

I think I will listen to it as well - I got the Bitches Brew boxed set for Xmas a couple years ago and enjoy listening to the outtakes...