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Reality
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posted 01-10-2005 10:11 PM
    
Just made it up.___________
lamer gamer glow worm eyestock strain
tapping words out not with brain
drinking static spilling seed
milking sex to corporate greed full of wind, wearing mask
perfect loser for this task
multi facet twisted lies
pretending care in all replies latent motive to deceive
spinning yarn without reprieve
plastic surface rotting core
doomed forever, empty bore [ 01-17-2005: Message edited by: Reality ] -------------------- I once had a Quantum Car, but every time I looked at the speedometer, I'd get lost. - Heisenberg
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AcidWarp
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posted 01-11-2005 01:15 AM
Heh, yep, that about sums it up.-------------------- “I have noticed even people who claim everything is predestined, and that we can do nothing to change it, look before they cross the road.” “Intelligence is the ability to adapt to change.” --Dr. Stephen Hawking.
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serotonin ronin
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posted 01-11-2005 06:54 PM
Nice. That inspired:cross section hurt and alone but jacked to the phone
for another quick ride to the binary side
of delusion, illusion, and naive collusion.
unable to decode their twisted confusion sending bubble wrapped bombs as he comfortably sits
while these arm chair bound angels become hypocrites
who dangle hope on a rope to those who can't cope
as others too blazed sit home and smoke dope and click thru white noise with digital toys,
acting dumb mortals with fake grace and poise.
pretending the part is really the whole
deceiving themselves while playing their role stringing along while singing a song
these sad lonely souls who could do no wrong
but nothing is ever quite what it may seem
as they upload their lies within a bit stream ronin [ 01-11-2005: Message edited by: serotonin ronin ] -------------------- 
...angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night... ~Ginsberg~
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Cacophonous
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posted 01-21-2005 10:36 AM
Ten parties for Bushy is that what you say?
What a nice inauguration it was on that dayWe need to celebrate why can’t you see?
Said the fat smirking boy with such unbiased glee Forty million is nothing for this kind of gig
Forty million is nothing? How deep can you dig?
Too bad our troops have to search for some metal and scrap
To protect themselves in their hum-v, their hum-v death trap It’s great to bring freedom to the poor bastards there
As long as democracy reigns, there’s no need to split hair Ten Iraqi died from a car bomb today
Ten Iraqi are free is all I could say (Freedom rocks!) [ 01-21-2005: Message edited by: Cacophonous ] -------------------- ...
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Mute
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posted 01-25-2005 04:13 PM
soothing smells swell, from afar
asian-soft voices vinyl scratch, sniff...
rotate my tables, oscillates my mind with
spun undercurrents blue, tasting rhythms
acid washed in filtered rain, brain hollow,
echo tempos fresh, scratching my aural itch
with tribal beats of silk underground, ride, slide, slipstream down sound canals, warming, crumbling grey, low-fi pixel trickle, tickle me, groovy soft distant waveforms fade easy,
merging with quiet, leaving space, empty.-------------------- Ford!...there's an infinite number of monkeys outside who want to talk to us about this script for Hamlet they've worked out!
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