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[2002-03-09 19:33:42 +0000 UTC]
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# Comments
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So help me Lauren, i'm gonna go to jail if you don't knock that off....LMAO
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He had alot to say.
He had alot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him.
So long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren't afraid to die.
Well then, so long.
Don't cry.
Or feel too down.
Not all martyrs see divinity.
But at least you tried.
Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud.
We'll miss him.
Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart.
We'll miss him.
No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me,
Like I care at all.
So loud.
You sure could yell.
You took a stand on every little thing
And so loud.
Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice so strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground,
Someone who seemed to feel the same,
Someone prepared to lead the way, with
Someone who would die for me.
Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fuckin lie.
Don't you step out of line.
Don't you fuckin lie.
You've claimed all this time that you would die for me.
Why then are you so surprised to hear your own eulogy?
You had alot to say.
You had alot of nothing to say.
Come down.
Get off your fuckin cross.
We need the fuckin space to nail the next fool martyr.
To ascend you must die.
You must be crucified
For your sins and your lies. [sic]
Goodbye...
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I claim the word "Shitastic" in the name of Spai....erm...in the name of Disgruntled Sexually repressed Wolf lovers everywhere!!!
Muahahahaha!
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~ooempteeoo
Lauren----------- hugssssssssssssssssssssssss
Deviant Since Mar 9, 2002
969 pageviews !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 69 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Location: United States
Mood: psychotic !!!!!!!!!!!! damn straight !!!
Host: *.proxy.aol.com
ICQ UIN: 162689081
AIM: MLSANTHROPLA
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Good day, I feel the need to infiltrate the stronghold of proficiant thought with my arsinal of nonsence, meaning this note has no purpose. YOU, have been writing so much that I'm having trouble keeping up, I think I have to spend more time on devart.
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Pardon me ma'am....
But...uh...Maynard sings all of the APC songs on Mer de Noms, it's the guitarist that writes the music.
Muahahaha!!!!!
My TOOL knowledge > Yours
me!!!
/snicker
/ducks
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trying to take a break from commenting. I will read everything so don't think I'm ignoring you if you don't get a comment.
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Thanks for your comments!
Finally got a chance to read through some of your stuff - when I introduced you to my devwatch I was like "oooh, this looks good...but so does my bed!" So I made a point of swinging by and reading up today. Good stuff it is!
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Thanks for the comment on my poem. I really appreciated it
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thank you!!!!!!!!!!!
you. my devwatch. NOW! heh. thankies!
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Okay....I feel at this point we can expand the lyrics to groups that sounds like TOOL, or have Maynard singing part of the song..
Anyway...Here is Passenger by Deftones. This i'm sure is a Cover of an old song, but it's always gonna be Maynards as long as his voice is in it...LOL
ar I lay
still and breathless
just like always
still I want some more
mirrors sideways
who cares what's behind
just like always
still your passenger
chrome buttons, buckles and leather surfaces
these and other lucky witnesses
now to calm me
take me around again
drive faster
roll the windows down
this cool night air is curious
let the whole world look in
who cares who sees anything
I'm your passenger
I'm your passenger
drop these down and
put them on me
nice cool seats
there to cushion your knees
now to calm me
take me around again
just don't pull over
this time would you please drive faster
roll the windows down
this cool night air is curious
let the whole world look in
who cares who sees what tonight
roll these misty windows down
to catch my breath again
and then go and go and go just drive me
home then back again
here I lay just like always
don't let me
go take me to the edge
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THATS IT!
You, on the Watch, on the double! +watch
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*Thanks you for the wonderful comment on How To Train Your Sun.*
One of these things is not like the other two.
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Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.
Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.
It's a
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.
Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.
Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will cuz
I sure could use a vacation from this
Silly shit, stupid shit...
One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.
Learn to swim.
Mom's gonna fix it all soon.
Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be.
Learn to swim.
Fuck L Ron Hubbard and
Fuck all his clones.
Fuck all those gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.
Learn to swim.
Fuck retro anything.
Fuck your tattoos.
Fuck all you junkies and
Fuck your short memory.
Learn to swim.
Fuck smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
Fuck these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.
Learn to swim.
Cuz I'm praying for rain
And I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna watch it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.
Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.
I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.
I wanna see it all come down.
suck it down.
flush it down.
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Dear Ms. Lauren,
Finally finished all of your stuff. Thank you so much! That's really all I can say. I'm so glad I got a chance to get such a personal, artistic look at such a "feeling" person, if you know what I mean. You feel so much it's almost scary. I eagerly look forward to your next submission, and believe me when I say I'll be right there with all my irritating, twenty page comments.
And as for anyone reading this who hasn't yet taken time to read Emptee's work, I recommend you do so right away. Thanks again. Please submit more when you get the chance.
~Regards
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No more Latin! Down with Latin. Hell no we don't want no Latin!
Latin titles, dead language, dead heart, erudite mind, shallow and prideful. That's symbolism in all of those from Laetum Fuit to the last one Confecta Est.
Thank you for all the comments Lauren.
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~ooempteeoo
Lauren
Deviant Since Mar 9, 2002
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woot !
getting up there sugar pie !
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There's a shadow just behind me,
shrouding every breath I take,
making every promise empty,
pointing every finger at me.
Waiting like a stalking butler
who upon the finger rests.
Murder now the path called "must we"
just before the son has come.
Jesus, won't you fucking whistle
something but the past and done?
Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over.
Why can't we drink forever.
I just want to start things over.
I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave,
I will work to elevate you
just enough to bring you down.
Trust me.
Mother Mary won't you whisper
something but what's past and done.
Trust me.
I want what I want.
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Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.
Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see there is so much more
and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.
I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human.
With my feet upon the ground I lose myself
between the sounds and open wide to suck it in,
I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out,
I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.
Spiral out. Keep going, going...
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I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing.
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to
Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication
The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.
There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication.
Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any
Sense of compassion
Between supposed lovers/brothers
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What's coming through is alive.
What's holding up is a mirror.
But what's singing songs is a snake
Looking to turn this piss to wine.
They're both totally void of hate,
But killing me just the same.
The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again.
Considerately.
Venomous voice, tempts me,
Drains me, bleeds me,
Leaves me cracked and empty.
Drags me down like some sweet gravity.
The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again.
I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me.
Without the skin,
Beneath the storm,
Under these tears
The walls came down.
And the snake is drowned and
As I look in his eyes,
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of those times.
I could have cried then.
I should have cried then.
And as the walls come down and
As I look in your eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times
I have died
and will die.
It's all right.
I don't mind.
I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me.
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wow, i love you so much for those comments you left on my poems... i had thought my writing had no place/audience/bearing on devart... but then again, i'm trying to be more self-taught... you speak the truth in your work, things i can really relate... i love "our two hearts" a lot...
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Anytime, Any day, for as long as you want.
John
Kindred
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I just realized that I called my own poem the wrong name!
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Thank you for the wonderful comment on This Is How I Feel!
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thanks for all the comments bud, I really appreciate um ;P
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wanting to thank You for all the comments...
and the watch...
i so enjoyed reading Your pieces last night...
thank You again...
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great comments, "Bartalk" is actually a haiku, so thats why it may seem a bit leftus.
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Yet another person to add to devwatch!
When will it end?
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see the link on the dacare comment go there and we can talk realtime
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Hi,
If you want a warm friendly place to chat with friends please stop by:
[link] - The DACare Chatroom
I hope to see you around!
Joe aka NetGuru
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