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twighead
mͯó



Registered: 08/27/08
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Re: Free Write! [Re: Poid]
#14168771 - 03/23/11 08:38 AM (12 years, 11 months ago) |
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You imprudent upstart, whelp, collection of magnets - I know not how you think (nor I) yet I know how you tick. I know not how you live (nor I) yet I know you will die.
Father? Mother? This ones for sugarland... *bang*
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shLong



Registered: 03/04/10
Posts: 25,330
Loc: 'sconsin
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Re: Free Write! [Re: twighead]
#14168796 - 03/23/11 08:49 AM (12 years, 11 months ago) |
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Know when credit is due...............Usually about 10 days after you receive your statement.
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Poid
Shroomery's #1 Spellir




Registered: 02/04/08
Posts: 40,372
Loc: SF Bay Area
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Re: Free Write! [Re: shLong]
#14168816 - 03/23/11 08:54 AM (12 years, 11 months ago) |
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I fucking burned my fucking (middle) finger on my fucking oven. It fucking hurts. A fucking lot. Fuck.
-------------------- Well I try my best to be just like I am, but everybody wants you to be just like them. -- Bob Dylan  fireworks_god said:It's one thing to simply enjoy a style of life that one enjoys, but it's another thing altogether to refer to another person's choice as "wrong" or to rationalize their behavior as being pathological or resulting from some sort of inadequacy or failing so as to create a sense of superiority or separation as yet another projection of a personal fear or control issue.
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Primal Glitch
literally just vibing



Registered: 05/06/07
Posts: 4,854
Loc: 🌎
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Re: Free Write! [Re: Poid]
#14169314 - 03/23/11 10:57 AM (12 years, 11 months ago) |
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I feel them inside my head as I type
every night while I sleep I'm being emptied by them
every day I wake up feeling different. hollow, or lighter you could say
it won't take them much longer to finish the job
welcome
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make the changa you wish to see in the world gnome sayin'?
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Mello Kitty
Beautiful Burnout



Registered: 12/04/08
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Everyday you can see Changes in her head and smile I can wait a million days While her smile goes away Sometimes i feel dizzy By the slices in her hands Secrets in her lipstick mouth Shining on again Capture her smile and then that's all You won't know her so it's okay Funny how things change
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The Giant Mole
The Village Schoolmaster


Registered: 03/23/11
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How long can a method actor practice his craft before he becomes another one of his characters? After so many years of feeling the blaring lights of the stage and being lauded with the praise of the audience and critics alike, why not become something out of a play written for him to perform? As a man, the actor is miserable and uninterested, but up on the stage, he is the focus of the entire community of high society socialites and thespians alike. If people like who and what he portrays for the men who write his characters, why not become one? Soon his thoughts and feelings will be dictated by an unseen man. The actors' feelings cease to be his own, because eventually they become just another one of his characters. The cycle will inevitably continue, until the actor is facing a wall of a thousand masks, each one portraying a foreign emotion, each one scowling and smirking at his foolish quest for self that ended in everything but.
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shLong



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Posts: 25,330
Loc: 'sconsin
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Quote:
The Giant Mole said: that ended in everything but.
but what?
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The Giant Mole
The Village Schoolmaster


Registered: 03/23/11
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Re: Free Write! [Re: shLong]
#14169789 - 03/23/11 12:40 PM (12 years, 11 months ago) |
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It's a little trick of language.
...quest for self that ended in anything but finding oneself.
I find it redundant to state that, so the but. refers to "self" bit.
He found everything but self.
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DarkMatterOfFact
ZealtheDealforthePill



Registered: 07/29/09
Posts: 1,602
Loc: South Cali
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running through the dark forest, across meadows, over hills and mountain, one at a time like hurdles in lost valley of lost kings and queens and zombie peasants creating bloodied and broken slaves turned cannibal on kin and country for one more pound of flesh for the beast. Eat up ravenous eyes buried in time and lost in the mind of one who is beheld by those unworthy to feel the power of grace inside the warm fire.
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Nixon was a asshole. Just look at his biggest creation. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the DEA. Which secretly stands for Demonizing Everyone by Allegations.
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Hakim0777
aka RACKBONE!!!




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Loc: PNW
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Re: Free Write! [Re: Poid]
#14170147 - 03/23/11 01:32 PM (12 years, 11 months ago) |
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Ok So i wrote this maybe a week ago in a dif thread but it seems appropriate to this one.
The cop meets you in a dimly lit parking garage. Instantly he stares you down, with a look only a cop can pull off, youre not sure what to call it but its a mix of lechery and suspicion. It makes you uncomfortable and your thinking about calling it off but then he pulls out 200 dollars
"200 dollars for a suck, you ready to do this kid?"
It was originally 150!, you think to yourself. A strange perverse excitement comes over you as he slowly gets to his knees. He lets out a large grunt and licks his lips. The tension is so tight that you can hear his tongue as it scrapes the bristles of his full mustache. Hesitantly you pull out your weak and flaccid member.
"Im gonna suck you dry", the cop whispers. You can feel your nature retract a little as his hot breath wicks agaisnt it. Now you know that this was a bad idea, and you want to get away. But was there something threatening in the cadence of his promise? What if I try to get away?
Sensing your desire to get out of the situation the cop grabs two handfuls of your tender ass and pulls you into his face taking in all of you. You close your eyes and try to drift away, trying to think of your ex girlfriend, think of that way she used looked at you when...
"whatsamatta kid?", the cop croaks in between gags. "Am I not turning you on enough?"
...She would cum and for a second you drift away to that special place. For a second you forget is what is going on, and it feels ok. Now it kind of feels great and you feel the hot warmth building in your gut as your testicles contract. You let out a little moan and release yourself. The cop senses this and pulls off letting the semen shower all over his face, all over his beard... He pulls out 300 dollars and wipes his face clean and throws the bills at you.
"keep the change kid", he says,
and he walks away.
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shLong



Registered: 03/04/10
Posts: 25,330
Loc: 'sconsin
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Therapy, you, now, GO!

I think I know what thread that is from
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WScott
´ ɑ `▽ ᑲᓇᑕ


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Re: Free Write! [Re: shLong]
#14170739 - 03/23/11 03:10 PM (12 years, 11 months ago) |
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Hesitant yesterday, no fucks given today. Through the closed window, birds and their song let me know that they are okay but they can say nothing about our state. It is not enough to hear it, to listen comes closer.. but still something is amiss.
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thoughts
imagining.


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Re: Free Write! [Re: WScott]
#14170781 - 03/23/11 03:17 PM (12 years, 11 months ago) |
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Living and breathing, dragging your feet through winding paths. There are no more signs to guide you here, you left them behind a long time ago. Where will you go now that you've lost yourself?
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Divinity
Wanderer of Paths



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Re: Free Write! [Re: WScott]
#14170793 - 03/23/11 03:20 PM (12 years, 11 months ago) |
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Six months I stand alone, No parents, no rules Complete Freedom. Fifteen months I walked though paradise, Not touching the ground, higher than the tallest tree Complete Bliss One second, my life changes drastically An unexpected blow Complete Sorrow. I now know the pain the bird had, When he was struck by the stone Complete Agony. To be left laying wounded, To think this is the end Complete Failure. How do you repair the world inside you, When the world around you is so cold? Complete Hope. So the clouds came rolling in, shadows begin to fall Pierced by the sun, illuminating the birds nest Complete Joy. Will I ever be whole? Comlete LOVE. That is what will guide you home, That is what will heal your soul.
Love
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Poid
Shroomery's #1 Spellir




Registered: 02/04/08
Posts: 40,372
Loc: SF Bay Area
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Re: Free Write! [Re: Divinity]
#14170817 - 03/23/11 03:24 PM (12 years, 11 months ago) |
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Die, or live trying.
-------------------- Well I try my best to be just like I am, but everybody wants you to be just like them. -- Bob Dylan  fireworks_god said:It's one thing to simply enjoy a style of life that one enjoys, but it's another thing altogether to refer to another person's choice as "wrong" or to rationalize their behavior as being pathological or resulting from some sort of inadequacy or failing so as to create a sense of superiority or separation as yet another projection of a personal fear or control issue.
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13.step
cynical bastard



Registered: 08/30/09
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Re: Free Write! [Re: Poid]
#14170982 - 03/23/11 03:55 PM (12 years, 11 months ago) |
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Narrowly winding streets of your dry minds thoughts brought me here. What's the fucking point, to what end are we all doing this, is it a release? Do our souls cry out in sweet agony as words with little meaning are streaming out bound together in a feeble form? Fuck if I know and I'm willing to bet none of you do...might think you do, but you don't.
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Not to be taken seriously by any means!
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McTwist
Stoned Stranger


Registered: 01/22/07
Posts: 1,969
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Re: Free Write! [Re: 13.step]
#14220610 - 04/01/11 12:36 PM (12 years, 10 months ago) |
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Solar flares of happiness, erupting from within Soaring down from heaven To light the love so dim Bursting from the soul, filling eyes with glee Sunfilled radiation is the same as you and me Illumination bright—the soul it shines and sparks Like crackling twigs in fire, igniting lifeless dark
It seems to me that you and I, we really are the same Yet our differences cast upon the world like shadows from a flame To live is not to mope, to mop, or clean a mess But life is meant for living, even if undressed Naked is to pure as clothed is to sheath Hiding faces peer and peek, though always underneath Swift glances, meaning so constrained That communication winds up, slopped inside the drain
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Olympus Mons
esprit de l'univers

Registered: 09/15/09
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Re: Free Write! [Re: McTwist]
#14220730 - 04/01/11 12:52 PM (12 years, 10 months ago) |
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Wielding power absolute, atrophy of mind with herculean ego. The strength of darkness can only cripple the light.
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I close my eyes and seize it I clench my fists and beat it I light my torch and burn it I am the beast I worship....
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twighead
mͯó



Registered: 08/27/08
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Spindling down from the burning heavens tumbles a charred seed of man.
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