Thread: Type whatever comes into your head

PEANUT BUTTA JELLEEE TIIIME!!!!

Originally Posted by Mes Tarrant

I have boobies to play with, how many of you men can say that.

Wheeee....

but your a chick, so you dont wanna.

unless...... nah....
......(maybe?)

Lunch is over, back to work

triple posting is goodand olny excusable in zeh muddle of the night.
yay!


do i know you? i know me. do you know you? do you know me? do i know me?
maybe you do better than i. maybe neither of us knows me. just an illusion of perception, light, and past. do we know you? or is it so. i don't think so. because i don't permit myself to think. to think is to filter reality through a human mind. such unacceptable acts are inevitable, however. should we think about it? or are we already? no, i do not know you, myself, or the state of things, space, time, and reality. because to throw a ball in the air is to expect to see it come back down. but what if you turn and walk away? the ball might as well stay as if it froze in time the second you turn away. and things can never be explained. science says there is nothing in love but hormonal and primitive attractions. but what do we say when love, indeed floods our mind with infatuation and time consuming, reality killing thought?
is there something beyond science? does science exist? or is it a mask that humanity has used o cover the unknown? thus is a product of thought. but thought is the root of all happiness. but as well, in small doses. only a fool, in pure unresponsive bliss knows true happiness. so what do we know? hope, i do think. but the thought could be wrong, since it is what it is. hope that the next day will be better, or for the more sensible, the next whenever. or the more desperate, thought thinkers. as i think, i make myself sad. but what again of love? when one not in love speaks love, he is saddened by the realization of a lacking thing. but a person in loves feels infatuated at the mere thought. as i speak of love, i am uplifted out of my vortex of thought,into a place of happiness. am i in love? with who? i feel sad at the absence of the thought, as would anyone in love. maybe i am in love with more than one person. maybe not. now lowered back into my vortex of thought, the absence of the knowledge of whom i am lin love with, i am saddened. the need for such emotions in humanity and thought is tremendous. and thus, the thoughts stop flowing from my head, as i have turned the faucet to the right, keeping in the liquid flow of reality boggling thinking.

but, sadness is not as necessary as it should be, for atleast i have come to some conclusion.

(complete un-tampered thought. this is indeed what comes out of my weird head when i turn the faucet left. the series of wich this occurs is how it came. this, i suppose is my thought process.)

thank you.
that is what is in my head

Know me broken by my master.
Teach thee on child, of love hereafter.
Into the flood again,
Same old trip it was back then.
So I made a big mistake.
Try to see it once my way.
Drifting body it's sole desertion,
Flying not yet quite the notion
Am I wrong?
Have I run to far to get home?
Have I gone?
And left you here alone?
If I would, could you?

Oh and

DESPITE ALL MY RAGE I"M STILL JUST A RAT IN A CAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!

__________

Originally Posted by spyrate 5

do i know you? i know me. do you know you? do you know me? do i know me?
maybe you do better than i. maybe neither of us knows me.

I got this far before I stopped reading and realised there were better things to do.

The curses of being such a nice damn guy and always doing my best to only part on good terms (I hate lingering bad feelings) #74:

...the fact that my old girlfriend's (even the beauty queen that tears my heart out every time I see her around town) love to come around and show me their newborn babies.

Gah-gah-f*ckin'-goo-goo. Yeah, I'm real happy for you that you're still f*cking other guys. Thanks for rubbing it in my face: again. You and my other ex-Fiancee just love to play with my emotions, don't you?

All I can say is that there are a number of people who are very lucky that I'm generally not the jealous type in real life and that I do my best to maintain a calm, cool demeanor or I'd have broken my foot off in a number of asses.

..where is he??..

I'm homesick.
A member I want to talk to, I haven't seen for a week.

Originally Posted by Oneironaught

The curses of being such a nice damn guy and always doing my best to only part on good terms (I hate lingering bad feelings) #74:

...the fact that my old girlfriend's (even the beauty queen that tears my heart out every time I see her around town) love to come around and show me their newborn babies.

Gah-gah-f*ckin'-goo-goo. Yeah, I'm real happy for you that you're still f*cking other guys. Thanks for rubbing it in my face: again. You and my other ex-Fiancee just love to play with my emotions, don't you?

All I can say is that there are a number of people who are very lucky that I'm generally not the jealous type in real life and that I do my best to maintain a calm, cool demeanor or I'd have broken my foot off in a number of asses.

Because you have remained calm and nice about it, they probably have no idea you feel that way. I say you should light heartedly make jokes about what they are doing to you so they will get the hint. If that makes them behave in such a way that shows they have been sadistic this whole time, pierce their souls verbally by explaining to them in great detail what kind of people they are. But I still say they probably just still like you as a person and want you to see their babies because they think you give a shit.


Spyrate 5, that is an excellent post. It is like a mix of philosophy, drama, and dadaism. My kind of stuff. I love it!

Some girl said I had nice hair today at work... MAde me smile lol

I had a dream last night about being at a party with AdamA. He and I were talking about various things then he slipped up and mentioned his "wife". Turns out that Adam is married all of the sudden. I was trying to get more info out of him but my alarm ended up going off.

Originally Posted by Oneironaught

I had a dream last night about being at a party with AdamA. He and I were talking about various things then he slipped up and mentioned his "wife". Turns out that Adam is married all of the sudden. I was trying to get more info out of him but my alarm ended up going off.

Darn, my cover is blown

That actually did make me laugh out loud!

Originally Posted by AdamA

Darn, my cover is blown

That actually did make me laugh out loud!

If it makes you feel any better, you and I were getting along very well in that dream, which - I'm ashamed to say - is a first. In my dreams, we are always at odds with each other, like when I stole your boat and you chased me all over town.

Building bridges and all that

Originally Posted by Oneironaught

like when I stole your boat and you chased me all over town.

Shoot.. I have about 5 mins left on this computer *kicks it and screams* but I can't wait to read about that one in your DJ if you've posted it!

Originally Posted by AdamA

Building bridges and all that

Yes, Sir.

Originally Posted by Mes Tarrant

Shoot.. I have about 5 mins left on this computer *kicks it and screams* but I can't wait to read about that one in your DJ if you've posted it!

I don't post most of my DV member dreams (and I have lots of them). Be thankful for that; a lot of them have been about you. They too join the ranks of the unpublished.

I want to hear those ones, GH...


I really want to hear about those.


I dreamed about Dallian last night, in fact. No, nothing like that. Rather an odd dream, but nothing too unusual for me, really.

Originally Posted by spyrate 5

triple posting is goodand olny excusable in zeh muddle of the night.
yay!


do i know you? i know me. do you know you? do you know me? do i know me?
maybe you do better than i. maybe neither of us knows me. just an illusion of perception, light, and past. do we know you? or is it so. i don't think so. because i don't permit myself to think. to think is to filter reality through a human mind. such unacceptable acts are inevitable, however. should we think about it? or are we already? no, i do not know you, myself, or the state of things, space, time, and reality. because to throw a ball in the air is to expect to see it come back down. but what if you turn and walk away? the ball might as well stay as if it froze in time the second you turn away. and things can never be explained. science says there is nothing in love but hormonal and primitive attractions. but what do we say when love, indeed floods our mind with infatuation and time consuming, reality killing thought?
is there something beyond science? does science exist? or is it a mask that humanity has used o cover the unknown? thus is a product of thought. but thought is the root of all happiness. but as well, in small doses. only a fool, in pure unresponsive bliss knows true happiness. so what do we know? hope, i do think. but the thought could be wrong, since it is what it is. hope that the next day will be better, or for the more sensible, the next whenever. or the more desperate, thought thinkers. as i think, i make myself sad. but what again of love? when one not in love speaks love, he is saddened by the realization of a lacking thing. but a person in loves feels infatuated at the mere thought. as i speak of love, i am uplifted out of my vortex of thought,into a place of happiness. am i in love? with who? i feel sad at the absence of the thought, as would anyone in love. maybe i am in love with more than one person. maybe not. now lowered back into my vortex of thought, the absence of the knowledge of whom i am lin love with, i am saddened. the need for such emotions in humanity and thought is tremendous. and thus, the thoughts stop flowing from my head, as i have turned the faucet to the right, keeping in the liquid flow of reality boggling thinking.

but, sadness is not as necessary as it should be, for atleast i have come to some conclusion.

(complete un-tampered thought. this is indeed what comes out of my weird head when i turn the faucet left. the series of wich this occurs is how it came. this, i suppose is my thought process.)

thank you.
that is what is in my head

Boobies!!!

Originally Posted by goldney

I got this far before I stopped reading and realised there were better things to do.

whats better than SELF-REALIZATION?!?!?

Originally Posted by Mes Tarrant

Shoot.. I have about 5 mins left on this computer *kicks it and screams* but I can't wait to read about that one in your DJ if you've posted it!

?
then they'd make you pay for it

(yay multiple posting!)

SKULL-DIGGERY!!!!

extra nIgHtLy COW

fist time so I like your mum's the word ward wort weed and on a stick!

Originally Posted by Mes Tarrant

Shoot.. I have about 5 mins left on this computer *kicks it and screams* but I can't wait to read about that one in your DJ if you've posted it!

Breasts, boobs, tits, nips, sweater puppets, breastacles and chestacles. Does it really matter what we call them? We all know they control our every move, our every thought, and our every credit card transaction.

All hail "Ah-tahs"

Weak minded FOOLS!!! your peanut litterings have cost me and the Queen of England our BANana STICKERZZ!! my foot has been sore! we are all flamingos, why cant we get along??? the thread of life will be cut like so many little baby intestines if we do not lock away our genitals! REPENT for your head is slightly misshapen!!! or you will CHEESE in eternal can-whizz!!

do not ignore the monkey!
he is the key to all that were not!