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| nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME --Wurdz by Otep Shamaya |
  He like TOTALLY touched my elbow!September 20, 2001 10:58 p.m. Related Reading Okay, so I have to write two lab reports tonight,...but right now I am so miserably giddy,....I'm not seeing how this is going to be possible. ~SMILE~ So, don't you want to know what has made me so giddy? ~smile~ Well, I had a SOFA meeting today at The Grounds (coffee shop) and I had some studying I needed to do,...so I stayed after a good while with a few people...and guess who comes in............ ....................... T! Yea! So, ya know, I saw him out of the corner of my eye but...I don't acknowlege that he's there because...ya, I have to play the game....(It is times like these in my true identity as a preteen comes out)...So I see him out of the corner of my eye and I just keep starring straight ahead listening to Robyn. and then all of a sudden someone touches my right elbow,...so I turn around,..and see no one, then I look the other way, and see no one, the I look back again, and there he is! ~smile~ So I say hi and I went over and started talking with him. yea! ~smile~ Let's see, what details of this pathetic girl story, can I leave out....Hmmmm Oh, so I asked him what classes he has, and he told me that he was taking 272, I'm 371, (I took 272 last semester...he told me he didn't because he needed a semster break from art history...anyway this is beside the point) I told him that I had Meyer,..and he was like, "Yeah I know, a friend of mine sits next to you in class". And I was like, thinking, AAAHH....but I said..."Oh....um...the chick?" and he was like, "yeah,..and she told me that you said something to her the other day that was unexpected and off the wall (pharaphrased). And I was like,..."OH RIGHT...and I told him that I have an 8am lab on fridays,...so before my history class I went with a friend of mine to get some coffee,...my drink, a Iced Capp with irish cream flavoring, And I was sitting there before class, and this ice capp was especially good, I I just felt the need to share that with someone, so I turned to her and said, "Um..I just had a ramdom that I just have to share. Iced Cappicianos with Irish Cream Flavoring are the expection to the theroy of Deminishing Marginal Utility". and, I think at that time the prof started talking so I couldn't explain. Yeah, she told him that she didn't under stand what I said and that it was way over her head. ...I explaind that it was really simple..the only economic term I remembered....and explained what it meant (email me or leave me a note if you want to know, this is getting long) He laughed because she thought that I was talking about art. But...you see,.....AHHH...He has had freaking converstions about me with his friends! Granted that might be the only one...but still! Yea! ~SMILE~ Okay, this has gotten way long and I have 2 lab reports to write,...and I have to get up early in the morning. Night night |
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