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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 |
  "hey I can rescue you!" "No,...God is going to save me."January 21, 2002 4:49 a.m. Related Reading So there's this guy I talk to online, he really wants to meet me, and as I've already written, I don't do that. But,.....He sent me link to his new web cam the other day....and I could just see this gentle sincearity in him that has made me rethink the situation. Hmmmm I really don't know. But,...there are some pretty major things that he doesn't know about me,....I mean, I've established that I'm a flirt, and I've also established that I'm an extreme good girl.....the Ulimate Virgin.......he doesn't know any of that,....and I'm concerned that the knowledge of that would completely change the situation, so I wonder about telling him, I feel like it's the whole red pill blue pill concept from the Matrix. (Side Note: Person Opinion, while that movie was cool for what it was, and posed some very interesting questions and concepts, it was NOT as good as everyone made/makes it out to be. It's an entirely cliche plot, and some much else was stolen from 12 Monkeys. Lamos.) I'm often remembered of the modern story of the guy and the flood. The idea is (if you don't know it) this guy who's house is about to be flooded, and he keeps saying that God is going to save him, so he doesn't evacuate. A truck comes along and askes him to get in "Yo Dude! Get in, there's a flood come on!!!" "No, I'm sorry, but God is going to save me." After awhile the water gets higher and a boat pulls up, "YO Dude! Come on Get in! Lets go to dry land!!!" "No, no,...God is going to save me." ....finally his entire house is submerged in water up to the roof and a helicopter flys over head and drops him a rope, "Hey climb up! Let's get you out of here!" "No...don't worry, God's going to save me." The Guy Drowns...... When he gets to Heaven he ask God why he wasn't rescued. Gods Response? "I sent you a Truck. I sent you a Boat. I sent you a Helicopter! What more did you want me to do?" I feel like that guy alot. like God's going to give me a Boyfriend.....what about this guy? ...No, God's going to give me a Guy....... What about this one?..... No, God's going to give me one. Maybe I need to quite whining and do something with all the options he's given me. |
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